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Suddenly, she bent down and embraced me in a hug I clutched her so tight I almost forgot she was cheating on me. "I love u baby" she said I slowly pull back and said "I know u don't" before I felt my tear rolled down my face I ran out of the room and never went back

sevika x Fem Tw: Smut, character death

"𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭." Her hot breath fans into her ear, control and dominance in her voice; her cologne rich and intoxicating. Anna's voice hitches, her senses in overdrive and her eyes full of white, gripping unto the woman's neck for dear life as those fingers increase in speed and intensity. "And let me show you, what you've been missing." • • • It is 1837 in Britain, Victorian Era, where the season of courting has begun once again and the building of the London railroads has commenced. Many bachelors from across the country are eager for the hand of the wealthy aristocrat's daughter, Annabelle Robins. It is told that her beauty is bewitching and her elegance is like no other. Nonetheless, she has denied the hand of excellent suitors, their wealth exceeding great expectations, and it is thus, that the chivalrous battle for the bachelorette's hand has begun. However, unbeknownst to the outside word, Annabelle has a secret. She is confused about her sexuality and is at a lost of who she is. That is until temptations reach her door step with hazel eyes, short black hair and a battered past. Someone she knows she would never be able to marry. They have all the wealth and all the land but it is forbidden for her to even make a glance. For they are an abomination. Taboo. A woman dressed like a man. Will Anna be able to resist the skillful hands of this dominant woman or will she fall into them and be crushed by its consequences? Read as Annabelle unwraps the lies of her life and the truths of the lady in the suit. RANKINGS #1 in Butch 15/11/2022

"Giana, I let you get away with your disrespect long enough. You do not tell me to shut up. Disrespecting a Moltisanti is like disrespecting God." The shorter woman scoffed as best as she could seeing her air supply was being cut off. "Oh, so you think you're a god now?" Lucia twisted their bodies pressing Giana against the wall with a thud. "Con il modo in cui potrei averti in ginocchio implorando pietà." ["With the way, I could have you on your knees begging for mercy."] \\\\ Giana wanted nothing more than to graduate and finally move far away from her father who was the Mayor of Chicago and the public eye. But during winter break, she finds all her plans are put on hold when she's kidnapped and forced to spend the next few months at the Moltisanti Estate. Updates every other day!

"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?

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

save me dealer abby, save me. this story was meant to be on tumblr only, so

Abby used to drift between Y/N and Owen, not entirely aware of the intimate relationships girls could actually have. Watching her best friend show the same love to another guy naturally made Y/N grow resentful of him, so she leaves Abby. The next time they see each other, there's a whole lot to unravel. {{ SMUT - chapter 13 }} !!! ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE !!! ••• #1 in tlou #1 in abbyanderson #1 in abigailanderson #1 in thelastofus2 #1 in tlou2 #7 in wlw #1 in thelastofus #2 in naughtydog #8 in abby #107 in apocalypse #729 in lesbian •••

☆彡 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 In which a years old promise is seen through and what they once had is ripped apart by the turmoil it causes. [ ABBY x FEMOC ] [ WLW ] [ TLOU PART II ]