𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ⌇ 𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ꒰𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏꒱ [coming in paperback soon!] ❝𝑶𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕❞ ──★𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫‧₊˚⊹ Heels, books and fashion are my interest This was supposed to be a small deal, he helps me and in return I help him. Nothing more, nothing less Then why are we slowly getting closer? ──★𝐋𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬‧₊˚⊹ Bikes, Adventure and Fashion are my interest But now it's her too I wasn't supposed to associate with her family and especially her. I offered to help her in return for something. But now I want her. •Note- this is a soft, closed door romance 🩷 ⭑.ᐟStarted - 2 Dec 2023 ⭑.ᐟEnded - 6 June 2024

Lina lives an average life; between work and school she doesn't have much time for any excitement anymore, especially with her choppy past as a mentally unstable adrenaline junky but when she finally gets a little taste of a man who can take her on the pure adrenaline rush she's craved for so long she becomes addicted and hungry for the lifestyle he holds along with him. Nicoli the Don of the Italian Mafia has held his throne alone for too long, his mother won't let up about getting a queen to sit on the throne beside him as she once did for his late father but he refuses to love anyone in fear of becoming weak like his father once did inevitably bringing him to his demise but when he finally sets his sight on a woman who hungers for him and his life he slowly begins to feel what his father once felt for his mother. ~~ "You think you can run with someone like me, Neonata?" His gaze holds mine with a glint of excitement rushing through those emerald orbs."I can do more than just run with you, Capo." I say the last part, in a seductive tone, running my finger down the middle of his firm chest, watching as his lips part. "You're going to be a fucking problem." He groans smashing his lips to mine. Shout out to the cover designer: AdriellesilverX

He bent me over his office desk and stripped away my underwear, letting the cold breeze hit my ass. He inserted the tip of his cock into my dripping cunt. As he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me, I felt my head starting to spin and gripped the edges of his desk as my legs got weaker by the second. He slowly started at such a steady pace, making sure to hit my g-spot with every thrust then suddenly changed to a quicker and unsteady pace, not giving me enough time to process the movements. "Spence...please...!" I squirmed, pathetically I managed to say with my mind becoming hazy. He pulled out and I whined at the sudden empty feeling. He then flipped me over so that I was laying on my back and he could have a good look at my tear-stained face. He placed both of his hands at the side of each ear, to support his own weight. "Please what? I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me." He said, leaning in closer. His breath tickled my skin as he left soft kisses on my collarbones. "Please...fuck me," I whined. "Was I not fucking you before? Or are you implying that I'm doing a bad job at it?" he smirked. That obviously wasn't the case and he knew it. He knew how crazy he was driving me with a simple touch, let alone having his full length inside me, hitting that one spot over and over repeatedly in a fast motion. I pulled him closer to my face, making sure our faces were only inches apart. I felt his tip nudging against my folds and I groaned at the friction. "Dirty little girl. Are you forgetting you have your husband in the car downstairs waiting for you as I'm destroying this pretty little pussy of yours?" he sadistically said. "Stop teasing and fuck me better than Allen ever will." I said without any thought. "That's all I needed to hear.."

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

A girl moves in and finds her neighbour is all what she's been looking for. Warning: This is a dark, quick, and explicit romance and NOT what a normal relationship should look like. It's just a fantasy!! Then I met the man next door. And fuck. If he wasn't the guy every girls ever dreamed of. Well. Maybe not exactly what every girl dreams of. I saw him slap a girl across the face then grab her by the throat to pull her into his apartment. After making out with her against the wall. And really, met, isn't exactly the right word since that was the only time I saw him. We're neighbours now. And that night, right before he shut the door, he saw me, peeking around the corner. Saw me and smirked as if he knew something. Before shutting the door and leaving me standing there with my heart pounding. The rest of the night I couldn't eat. Couldn't sleep. I was so... aroused. And he was the only thing on my mind."

"I could give you what you want, what you crave" he whispered in my ear and I shivered as I felt his hand slide into my shirt. "How do you even know what I -uhhhh" he pinched the skin just above My belly button and I swear I could just melt right here right now surrounded by three god looking men one whose hands was still pinching me so good. "It hurts so good doesn't it?" ---- Mano always craved pain and even if it meant him getting in trouble so that he could just get beaten he would do that. What happens when His parents are taken and he's forced to live with an uncle and two other men who can't seem to keep their hands and eyes off him? Highest rank #1 in sadism 🥇 #3 in masochism --- lots of gay stuff Reader's discretion is advised 18+ Mature content Lots and lots of bdsm (masochism and sadism mostly) Be warned

This is a story of a priest whose days are numbered retelling the story of his life and all the shenanigans he did during his time. He's not as pure as his followers may think. "I want to ask you what happened in Russia but for some reason I feel like I'll regret it" Nature said as he was fixing the pillows of the dying man. "Regret is not what you'd feel if I answered that question boy" replied the man who seemed unfazed with the fact that the days to his life were numbered. Literally. "Then tell me" curiosity got the best of him. "You have to ask the questions to what you want to know dear Nature, so that I know what exactly you want to know" He was really starting to reconsider. Yes, growing up he kept hearing stories of Priests who broke their vows of celibacy and in all honest, he really didn't blame the poor man. Who in their right mind would choose to live without sex? Definitely not him, not that he knew anything about it. But then did he really want to hear of how the one priest who had managed to steal his heart even if he didn't know it, did he really want to know of how he broke his vows. Lord knows as much as he pitied the priests, he would very much appreciate knowing that this man lying here kept his vow unless he was breaking it with him. "Tell me what happened in Russia" he asked again. Well he might as well know if the priest was as good in bed as he is in his fantasies. "I met Alex" he simply stated and he knew this night was going to be a long one. Warning ⚠️ This story may offend catholics, homophobes, BDSM shamers. It's all in, be warned. It's not for the faint hearted.