🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️ ""Show me that wet pussy," he commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl dripping with dominance and raw lust, every word dripping with hunger. The heat in his words wrapped around me like a vise, making my skin flush and my breath hitch. I spread my legs wider, every nerve ending screaming for him. He leaned in, eyes dark and hungry, the scent of him intoxicating. He inhaled deeply, his voice rough as he whispered, "Such a good girl." I bit down hard on my trembling lips, my body aching, desperate for his touch...

BOOK 1 "This is what you wanted hmm?" he asked breathlessly whispering in my ear. "For me to fuck this tight little pussy." THIS STORY IS NOT EDITIED‼️

(18+) ( editing ) "I want it slow baby." he whispers, planting dozens of kisses on my neck as I ride him. "How slow?" I breathe. "Slow enough so that I can feel you entering my soul." He whispers and steals another kiss from me. ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both? - 'The Italian Don and his enemies daughter' [Mature Audience Only] HIGEST RANKINGS # 1 Romance -16/04/2021 # 1 Temptation -08/08/2021 # 1 Eyesslipfierce - 09/07/2022 # 1 Wild - 13/09/2022 # 1 Bad - 22/09/2022

𝒜𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝒶 𝓌𝒾𝒹ℴ𝓌. 𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓅𝒽ℯ𝓈𝓎. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝒻𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓈𝒸ℴ𝓇𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓃... 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓌. 𝒯𝒽𝓇ℯℯ 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶ℊℴ, 𝒩𝓎𝓇𝒶 𝒦ℴ𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓋𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒹ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝓉ℴ 𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓅ℯ 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒶ℊℯ 𝒷𝓊𝒾𝓁𝓉 𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌ℯ𝒶𝓅ℴ𝓃𝓈. 𝒩ℴ𝓌, 𝓈𝒽ℯ'𝓈 ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓇ℊℯ𝒹 𝒶𝓈 𝒜𝓂ℯ𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒶'𝓈 𝒽ℴ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒿ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓂ℴ𝒹ℯ𝓁 - 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓊𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓁𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓁𝒾ℯ𝓈. 𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝑀𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓁ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℯℯ 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝓁𝑜ℴ𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒹... 𝒶𝓁ℴ𝓃ℯ, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓂ℯ. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝒻𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓂... 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓉ℴℴ𝓀 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝓃ℴ𝓌? 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝑔𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝑔𝒾𝓃𝓈.

ᛪ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 ᛪ ❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙. ❞

His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart. Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness. Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in. Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead

One of his hands grips into my hair while the other one holds my face. "Behave." He says sternly before letting me go and walking into the bathroom. ~~~ Venice Adams loves lights, she was attracted to it like a mosquito to a flame, after everything her family put her through she needed that light. What happens when she stumbled across paths with Liam Santiago, he was nothing but darkness so why was she so attracted to him... She craved him. Darkness takes a human form in Liam Santiago, He was not the light Venice needed in her life, danger followed Him like a shadow everywhere he went and he knew that he could bring danger to her. But he couldn't stay away from her no matter how much he knew he needed to... he craved her. ____ 18+ ©2022-2024

When Kris Reynolds finds out that he's in love with his promiscuous PA, he decides to do the unthinkable; seduce her until he is the only man she thinks about. ****** "Have you so easily forgotten that I'm just some whore who can't stick to one man?" "I can make you want only me." His lips drawled on her arched neck, leaving tingly sensations everywhere. When the hell did she arch it anyways? "I can make you think of only me and no one else. I can get you to beg for my touch even though there are a thousand options out there." ❌ This story contains graphic description of sex and is intended for an audience 🔞 and above.

A curvy little college girl with zero criminal experience accidentally bagging a full-grown, dangerous, lethal mafia boss? This isn't just a story. This is a collision course. And now he's tied to a chair in her shitty apartment, bruised, furious, and very confused. While she's panicking with a taser a.k.a glitter squirt gun and leftover pizza, trying to figure out if she just committed a felony-or started the most fucked-up romance of her life. Let's start this madness.

He was born for war. She was built to heal. But when his mouth finds comfort in her breast, the line between hunger and need begins to blur. A mafia king, bleeding and broken. A doctor with a body that won't stop giving. Love was never supposed to feel like this-desperate, raw, and addictive.