Ever wondered what it feels like having a hot lesbian mom? Ask my boyfriend. When Grace Jones met Josh, the search is over. She found the man of her dreams. And everything was bound to be perfect. That is until she met his mother. Successful, striking, and beautiful, Elena Richards. Whom before meeting him, hooked up with her. Would Grace be able to put her one lesbian sex night (a.k.a. the best sex she's ever had) in the past and move on to the future with the man of her dreams? Or Elena just might be the right woman for her.

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

Stepping back into a life she was forced to leave behind, Callie Lawrence unequivocally finds herself falling for someone she shouldn't have.

Her boss. Who would've guessed? - #2 in lesbianlove #1 in shefellfirst #3 in lesbians #2 in sapphic #1 in shefellharder #1 in bossxemployee Thank you for reading.

(Original/unedited version) Lilith Carlisle, an 18 year old senior in high school whose life gets turned upside down when she meets her best friend's boss, 32 year old CEO billionaire, Scarlett Lenore. Lilith soon finds how captivating Ms. Lenore really is as the intensity of their proximities increases greatly. Lilith now must choose but between she knows and what she needs.

Sarah Fields, an 18 year old girl, who has gone through some of the worst possible traumas anyone could imagine, is going into her senior year of high school. She is a private person, and she doesn't let anyone other than her closest friends in. Sarah is also capable of having horrible attitude if pissed off. Scarlett switched to the high school to teach Crime and Justice and English. She has a law degree, but she uses that for different things. She's cold, bitchy, and she can intimidate anyone with a look on her face. What happens, when the student with an attitude and the cold, and bitchy teacher meet?

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

"That dress," Vittoria breathes, eyes blazing, "was a distraction that I did 𝙣𝙤𝙩 need tonight." I grin, stepping closer. "Oh? Did I keep you from ruling the room, commandante?" Her lips twist into a dangerous smile. "You kept me from focusing. From leading." I trace a finger along her jaw. "Maybe that was the point." She swallows, dark eyes flickering with fire and something with desire beneath it. "That behavior?" she murmurs, voice low and fierce. "It needs to be punished." ❥❥❥ 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐈𝐧 𝐍𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠-𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨. 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬... 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬.

It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.