"Don't move" I grabbed on to the sheets as he came closer to me. He pushed me against the bed. "You're much better when you're under me" I looked up at him. "S...Stop" "Why when we can have so much fun" He moved my hair behind my ear. His fingers trailed down my lips. He brought his lips to my neck and began kissing me. His hand slid inside my shorts. he pulled them down. He pulled away from my neck and whispered in my ear, while his hand held on to the strap of my underwear. "Next time you want to show some attitude remember this...

❗️Mature❗️ The weight of his fingers inside the wet mess in my core made me lose control, I didn't even know my body could do things like that. He went faster, and faster and faster. Until I was practically moaning his name, and the look in his eyes told me he'd liked it. Just as I was close to release, he removed his fingers, and I let out a groan. His hands was still around my neck as he leaned forward, for a minute I thought he was going to kiss me, but that idea was carried away with the wind, instead he came closer to my ear and whispered. "Trouble makers aren't allowed to get pleasure." Then he let go... ~~~ 𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓪 was a daddy's girl, getting whatever she wants whenever she wants, but after her parents died in a house fire she decided to leave her spoil behavior behind her. Until the day she met Nicolas.

Why she cah leave our parents pass behind and let us start our future together, if she ever know how mi love har.. Jah Jah I said before sighing.... ------------_--------------- Read eh book Nuh!.

Armanii is Jamaica's newest dancehall star lighting up the charts and your TikTok feed, but don't get it twisted, he's over the "internet artiste" label and dead serious about proving he's the real deal. Behind the hype, the chains, and the stage lights? A man dealing with the cold, quiet side of fame. Then boom! Alisa Miller enters the chat. Straight out of New York, privacy and unbothered girl in her own lane. Love? Not on her to-do list. She's focused, intentional, and allergic to drama. So how do they end up next to each other on a flight to Jamaica? One little seat mix up and suddenly it's vibes, side-eyes, and unexpected sparks. She's not here for the noise, but Armanii? He's intrigued. One missed DM, one flight, and suddenly he's chasing more than just hit songs. Thing is, Alisa's quiet life and Armanii's loud world? Oil and water. Paparazzi, secrets, temptation, and trust issues? That's just Tuesday. But maybe, just maybe, the right kind of chaos can make the sweetest music. So buckle up because this love story is messy, magnetic, and way too real. And yuh see Armani and Alisa? Dem might just be each other's favorite Rough Patch.

[18+]‼️Catalina Dobreva meets the dangerous Declan De Martell What can go wrong? Sneak Peak: Catalina "If any other man touches you, I'll let them watch as I fuck you , cut their head off and then fuck you again in their blood." He proclaims while biting my nipple and twisting and pinching the other at the same time. He repeats this multiple times and I feel faint from the sensations. My breathing filters the whole room and he can feel my neediness for him. My eyes are closed as I take in the moment. He bites and sucks hard and I writhe beneath him. He has a nasty fucking mouth and I love his villainous nature. My body was on fire and my pussy's throbbing was escalating. I relish at his monstrosity. "You taste like mine." His kisses down the valley of my breast, down to my stomach to my pelvic bone and finally to my inner thighs. His mouth is so hot, his wet tongue making me pant. His head is aligned with my pink pussy and I shudder at his cool breath. He puts both my thighs on his shoulders and kisses my thigh. He does the same to the other side and licks a long strip of my thigh. He inhales and an animalistic groan falls out of his body. My legs shake and he blows air into my spread pussy. My whole body tightens at the feeling. My pussy is soaked to the brim and he can see it. He slaps my pussy so hard that I cling to the restraints and pull. He is withholding himself to see me squirm. The asshole. "Such a desperate slut." He says and slides a finger into my pussy. My inner walls clench at the intrusion. Yes I am a slut for him. I will fuck him until I die and if I die fucking him that would be a good way to go. He makes me want things that I never thought I would be able to do or get. I'm so anxious to have his mouth on me. *If you want to read more stay tuned* Like and comment for me to continue the narrative

BOOK TWO OF THE : Santiago series Seventeen years have passed since Nyla and Ezra's world collided in the streets of Norbrook. Now, it's their children's turn to find their way. Geovanni Ivontae Santiago and Nahalia Nayeli Santiago are twins with the same blood but completely different paths. Geovanni, confident and charming, runs the halls of Kingston College with his boys. Nahalia, poised and observant, carves out her own space at Camperdown High alongside her closest friends. Everything shifts when Meilani Amoya Lennox, the soft-spoken but sharp-minded new girl, transfers to Camperdown. With secrets tucked behind her lashes and a quiet strength in her spirit, she captures attention without even trying-especially Nahalia's. As the teens navigate friendship, first loves, loyalty, and identity, the shadows of their parents' pasts linger just out of reach. Love blooms, but so do rivalries, regrets, and hard truths. Because in this world... love is never just enough.

BOOK ONE OF THE : Santigo series Nyla Zariah Diaz stood at the edge of her new balcony, overlooking the bustling city of Kingston. The view from Norbrook was nothing like Tivoli Gardens-the air was lighter, the streets quieter, and the people... different. She exhaled, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and pink. "This is it, Ny," Samoyah said, leaning against the railing beside her. "New life, new opportunities. No more people looking down on you like you don't belong." Mickela nodded, plopping onto the lounge chair. "And no more struggles. We got this, girl." Nyla smiled at her best friends, grateful for their unwavering support. Moving out of her childhood home wasn't easy, but she knew it was necessary. She had bigger dreams-dreams that couldn't grow in a place where people wanted to see her fail. "I just wanna make my mom proud," she murmured, gripping the cool metal of the railing. "And you will," Deja reassured her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You already doing it, Ny. Your nail business is thriving, and your wig page? Blowing up." Nyla nodded. They were right. She had worked too hard to let doubt creep in now. Little did she know, fate had something unexpected in store for her. 9+1.

"Comm check... Testing, one... two... Kwes Boaz speaking. ...you a hear me? Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me. Amnija happened right after. Or at least, I think she did. She slipped through the walls I built around my mind-how she even do that? Bagga ray she gwaan wid. Afi' give har, ar' props. She a live her life now still, but all I'm trying to do is find my way in it. Yaan'dastan? Yuh feel she can make some space fi mi doh? Yuh feel e' g have a chance? Jah... We're about to take off. Buckle up. Guess we're about to find out." Ranking🥇 #1 in St. James #1 in matrimony #1 in young author #1 in youngwriter #1 in youngwriterspize

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

❝Baby I don't need a man, I need Dinero & a tan!❞-Taj Romaé *** "...if yuh nuh name Dinero den mi nuh want yuh,"I say sassily. He chuckles. "Den how you a pree me so?" his husky voice ask as he makes slow strides towards me. "You're in my personal space," I snap and he seems to be impressed by my attitude. I feel my knees weaken as he approaches me with lustful eyes. Then he leans down closing me in as he rest both hands beside me. His hot breath tickles the side of my neck as he whispers, "Nuttn' nuh wrong if we get personal b." *** Get ready for this heated romance, I'm ready. Are you? #1 Caribbean #1 Boujie #1 Youngwitersprize #1 Materialism #1 newwriter #1 jamaicanwriter #1 Fancy #2 Jamaica