•Mature Content• [DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Readers' discretion is advised] In the heart of a pulsating nightclub, Veronica shares a scorching encounter with a mysterious stranger. Little did she know that just a month later, their paths would cross again-this time in the halls of her college, but the real shocker lies in the stranger's new role-as the interim principal of her very own college- Alexander Vincent: the catalyst of her desires. And now, he's back to pick up where they left off. Set to fulfil what was left unfinished that night...again and again, and Veronica can either absolutely love or hate the exotic sex rides only Alex can take her to. But, it isn't uncertain that nothing will stop them from doing everything forbidden. "Or should I fuck you right now, on this office desk until you fall unconscious with this pretty, little body of yours covered in my marks?" ~Alexander.

"Strip." Roman ordered, his eyes not leaving hers. "W-what?" Mia shuttered, her voice falling to a whisper. She was frozen to her feets, her hands trembling by her sides. "Strip." He repeated, his voice laced with control, something he loved to have. Mia blinked, shocked by his words. He was her step-dad but he controlled her more than anyone could. Her fingers trembled as she found the buttons of her shirt. She was losing herself to him, his presence suffocating but in a good way. While others made her feel unwanted, he made her feel. She stripped her clothing naked, her underwear being the only protector of her bear, exposed skin. Roman's eyes dilated in desire as he felt his d♪ck move. How badly he wanted to f•ck that tight little puxxy of hers. How badly he wanted to bend her over on the bed and pound into her, until her voice rings through the room more than emory could. And maybe, just maybe he would tonight. "Those too." He added, his eyes not leaving his. "But-" "Take them off Mia." He said, his voice sounding like an order. She flinched before she hurriedly unstripped her bra, letting the material fall while she bent over to take them off. After she did his orders, she stood completely n•ked Infront of him. She didn't know what to do but stood there. It felt like she was waiting for an order from him. And finally after what felt like an eternity, he spoke. "Crawl to me." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (¬◡¬)✧ 𝑇𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑠 : • Enemies to lovers • Slow burn • Dark past • Forbidden • Secret identity • Hate • Love • Dark romance • Taboo love • Step-dad and Step-daughter • Spicy • "𝑇𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ☠️" • Only one or two rape scene also!

I was just another case on Dr. Rodrique King's clipboard. Cold. Brilliant. Completely untouchable. He's the man every woman wants but none of us are supposed to touch. Especially not his patients. Especially not me. I came in with chest pain. But when he told me to take off my shirt, I saw more than medical interest in his eyes. When his hands slid over my skin, I stopped caring about rules. > "Breathe in," he said. Then he touched me like I belonged to him. Now I can't stop coming back. He says he's just doing his job. But the way he looks at me? He's already undone. > This isn't medicine. This is obsession. And I want him to ruin me. Neither of us is supposed to feel this. But the more he treats me, the more he breaks his own rules.

"You have no idea how many times I've imagined this." She whispered as her lips crashed down on his. Hearing her say those words nearly made him cum in his boxer briefs. He'd had so many beautiful, sexy women, but Cyra turned him on more than any of them. There were a hundred reasons why he shouldn't be doing exactly what he was doing and yet it felt so perfectly right. Logan tried to let Cyra control the speed that they were going as he continued to kiss her passionately. He didn't want to take things too fast. But she was rubbing her tight little pussy back and forth across his cock, and although there were three layers of fabric between them, she was doing it in such a way that made it impossible for him to think of anything else. His hands gripped her waist, as he took a slow, deep breath. Fuck if she didn't stop he was going to bend her over the table and fuck her right there and he was trying to take things slow with her. Or relatively slow. If she'd been his new personal assistant she already would have been on her knees sucking him off. ------ When Cyra goes to work for the business that her father owns with his business partner, who happens to be her boyfriend's father, she thinks she's in for the most boring summer before college ever. But then the one man she shouldn't look twice at catches her eye and she realizes that she's caught his as well, and the summer gets hotter than she ever expected it to be. ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18⚠️

He watches her, she watches him. Secrets and desire are in them both. They knew each other for so long but only talked now. They let lust take over and its beautiful. Older man and younger girl story Similar to Temptations "What makes this even more sensual and erotic is that this is all forbidden, a delicious sin we are committing"

18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "W-what are you doing?" I asked, my breathing getting heavier as his warm fingers inched towards my bikini bottom. "You called me a coward earlier, remember?" He asked, his other hand wrapped around my throat and lips torturingly brushing over mine "So let's see how much you can handle if I break the boundaries." "I haven't said anything wrong," I breathed out, the collision of the heat of our bodies made the wetness between my thighs build more "Oh really?" He hooked my legs around his waist leaving me surprised I opened my mouth to say something but before any sentence could leave my mouth, sliding past my bikini bottom his fingers were there on my bare clit and the next second they thrust inside the very tight hole of mine leaving me to scream. But everything went silent as he pressed his hot lips upon mine just as I had been wanting since the first day I had ever seen him. **** I always knew the things I felt for Jacob Adriano were wrong in so many ways. He was my dad's best friend, totally out of bounds but I couldn't stop wanting him. And once in the event of my dad's destination wedding, I came across him after years...I lost every one of the boundaries I had and surely I planned to make him lose his ones too. After all Jacob Adriano, the sinfully attractive Italian was not unaware of my obsession with him. But little did know that forbidden relationships always bring havoc and demolition.....

She belongs to him-and he makes sure she never forgets. He's dominant, possessive, and absolutely obsessed. When he wants her, he takes her. Hard. Rough. No questions asked. And she gives in to the heat, the punishment, the addiction of being owned by a man who doesn't share. But power is a dangerous drug-and she wants her own fix. In the aftermath of one night where he ruins her body, she takes control the next morning. Teasing. Taming. Turning the tables. Because if he thinks he owns her completely... She's ready to show him that two can play dirty. Their love isn't soft-it's savage. It's hands against walls, lips that bruise, and moans that never sound like mercy. It's sex laced with war, obsession dripping with need. And neither one of them will surrender.

[18+] smut warning Isla Quinn made one mistake: she kissed a stranger before she asked his name. It was supposed to be one night - no strings, no names, no mess. Just lips. Fingers. Heat. But that stranger was Elias Wolfe. The most feared man in Northern California's underworld. And she didn't know it, until he found her again. This time? He doesn't just want another night. He wants her on her knees, tied with his silk tie, looking into the mirror while he says: "You were mine, even then." 🔥 Mafia don x civilian 💋 One-night stand → soft obsession 🖤 Mirror sex, dominance, emotional filth 💍 A love story in one chapter

[18+] smut warning He's cold. Condescending. Smarter than everyone in the room - and he knows it. I hate him. At least I did... until he kissed me like it was a mistake. Until his hand slid under my skirt during a meeting. Until he growled my name into my neck while I begged him not to stop. Dax Ruin doesn't do feelings. He doesn't do softness. But now he's showing up after hours. Locking doors behind me. Touching me like I'm the one thing he never meant to want. This isn't love. It's obsession. It's filthy. And it's going to ruin us both.

[18+] smut warning Lyra Ellis is the girl who tops her class by day... and slides her fingers under the sheets by night. Smart, ambitious, and stuck living in a gated luxury neighborhood she absolutely doesn't belong in, she's just here for two things: 1. Finish her internship 2. Keep her hands to herself But then she meets Cassian Rowe - older, stupid-hot, ridiculously rich, and fully off-limits. He's the investor at her company. He's her neighbor. And he hears everything through her bedroom window. Now she can't stop fantasizing. He won't stop watching. And when he finally touches her? It's not gentle. It's not innocent. It's obsession. 🔥 Soft dom. Praise kink. Mirror sex. 💗 Feelings she didn't mean to catch. This is a love story. But it's filthy first.