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"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

Avery Dakota, Hardworking teacher who hardly lets anything pass in her class, she's strict and won't hesitate to call someone out but what will happen when she comes across Arabella?

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Jennifer Campbell has always done what's expected of her. She's the perfect daughter, the smiling friend, the bright, outgoing senior. But under the surface, she's barely holding it together. Between the pressure to be everything her parents want and the weight of expectations she can't live up to, she's starting to crack. Failing calculus is just the beginning. Catching feelings for her new calculus teacher--a woman--was never part of the plan. Leona Calloway is 45, quiet by nature, and more at home with numbers than with people. She spent years working as an architect, building other people's dreams, before deciding she needed something different--something slower, quieter, but still close to what she loves. When a teaching position opened up in Midtown, she took a chance. Now, she spends her days in the classroom, her evenings in her little cottage with her pets and true crime shows, and for the first time in years, she feels like she's exactly where she's meant to be. But when Jennifer walks into her life--bright, messy, and entirely off-limits--everything Leona thought she wanted begins to shift. What starts as tension grows into something neither of them expected. Jennifer is fighting to understand herself, and Leona is doing everything she can to hold the line. But the more they try to pull away, the closer they seem to get. Highest rankings #1 in femxfem

"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.

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]

Through blurred eyes I saw Runa bit into the strawberry that was drenched in my cum. After not being able to cum for 3 times because of a strawberry in my pussy , I feel Ike I might pass out. "Ty vyglyadish' tak krasivo, kogda konchayesh', detka" she said, pumping two fingers inside me. Fuck . Hearing her speak Russian might make me come again. ~°•°~ Esmeralda , a 20-yr old girl loves reading her novels, she reads it wherever she goes. Whether it be in the grocery, to university, even on afternoon walks. Her biggest dream is to find someone like the guys in her novels "That a big dream of mine" she'd always say to herself. One day she realizes she has a stalker . Shes happy but scared at the same time. She's shocked when she sees her stalker, turns out it wasn't a guy it was a woman. (TW❗️) •Language •Use of drugs •Violence •Stalking •Smut •Sexual Assault •Use of sex toys

She wasn't supposed to matter. Not like this. Not enough to make me break my own rules. But the way she looked at me- Like I was the only safe thing in a world that never gave her one- Changed everything. This isn't a love story. It's survival. And maybe... It's something more. I wasn't looking to be saved. People like me don't get rescued. We survive. Quietly. Carefully. Alone. But then she looked at me like I wasn't broken- Like I was worth staying for. She doesn't know what I've done to make it this far. She doesn't know what I am. And if she ever finds out... Will she still stay?

Naked, vulnerable, and waiting. Her mind screams What are you doing? but it doesn't reach her lips. Why doesn't it reach her lips? Why is she so quiet, so compliant, when all she wants to do is run away? Is this how far she's fallen? Kneeling in front of this woman-this infuriating, proud,stunning woman-who somehow knows exactly how to push her to the edge? She wants to say something-anything-to snap herself out of this haze. She wants to tell Khani she's not some toy, not some... submissive plaything for her pleasure. But when she tilts her head, lips curling into that smug smile, and looks down at Asha like she owns her... Asha forgets. Where's your pride, Asha? she wonders silently. You were supposed to be different. Strong. Independent. So why are you submitting to her like this?

"Miss Gallo meet your new lawyer, miss Moretti,"she says and I'm still rooted to the spot unable to move. Unable to turn and face her.what was i thinking? That I'd work with the company without meeting the CEO ★★★★★★★★★★★ The love that got away. Will she get away again? This book will contain (warnings ⚠️) - sexual abuse/assault - blood and killing -detailed sexual encounters -trauma PS. Don't forget to vote and comment and tell me what y'all think.