"I'm sure you want to taste me just as much as I want to taste you." "You're wrong, so get off of me." I said sternly. "I doubt that I'm wrong açúcar." He touched my lips with his and trailed his hands up my exposed leg gently. "I want a taste of your warmth Annabelle. I want you to scream my name while you submit to me." • • • • • • • METALLIC Magazine is hosting their annual gala in the beautiful country of Portugal and Annabelle Lawrence couldn't be more excited, especially since she will be spending two weeks in the Da Silva's Palace, home of her close friend Noela. Though random sexual encounters were not in her agenda, she finds herself being seduced and distracted by Noela's charming uncle, Francisco. Their attraction is constantly denied by Annabelle who refuses to engage in any promiscuous acts from the fear that her relationship with Noela will be at risk. However, excessive indulgence isn't always a bad thing and sometimes our bodies crave the touch of illicit hands. *COMPLETED

Smut central. Enjoy horny mfs. bxb, gxg 🍒

Josh Franceschi expected to go to a party that night and have everything go as it usually did. It was when he laid eyes on a certain Oliver Sykes, when everything goes, well, nothing like he thought it would. Warnings: - this will be mostly sex - drugs/alcohol - mentions of previous self harm (not too much bc this is a sex fic and it's not supposed to be sad) Theses are the chapter names, just saying: 1. the party 2. begging 3. an unexpected visit 4. not exactly straight 5. the mattress 6. kisses 7. vibrations 8. cold 9. bruises 10. apologies 11. bathroom counters 12. multiple confessions 13. car sex 14. the vacation house 15. fuc.ked up 16. vulnerable 17. admit it 18. perfect 19. homecoming 20. one, two, three 21. meet the parents 22. rewards 23. nasty habits 24. epilogue Fransykes!!! okay so all copyrights go to the original author of this story. Here is the link to the original page. http://www.mibba.com/Stories/Read/532549/Games/ i do not own anything in this story. It is not mine, it is borrowed.

THIS IS A FANFIC BASED ON LAW AND ORDER SVU Kinktober is basically just a lot of smut. 1. Edging/Orgasm denial 2. Car Sex 3. Titfucking 4. Facesitting 5. Nipple Play 6. Blowjob 7. Creampie Eating 8. Sex Toys 9. Breeding Kink 10. Squirting 11. Daddy Kink/ Praise Kink 12. Phone Sex 13. Fingering/ handjob/ Public 14. Mirror Sex 15. Dry Humping 16. Lingerie 17. Angry sex 18. First time 19. Lapdance 20. Mutual Masturbation 21. Morning sex 22. Rank kink 23. Exhibitionism 24. Bathtub sex 25. Massage 26. Beach Sex 27. Wake up 28. Afternoons delight 29. Role play 30. Double Penetration

A bodyguard, a girl with a smart mouth, and lots of tension.

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Lonzo Mattia doesn't like strangers. When his underboss, Gabriel, invites his sister, Alexia, to stay at their house when her parents can no longer guarantee her safety, Lonzo is anything but pleased. The last thing he needs is something else to worry about, he only wants to build his empire without distractions. Alexia Dalton knows what she wants in life. After being brought up by vigilantes, Alexia wants to make a different path from the one that is set out for her. But when she moves into the mafia boss's house, nothing is simple when there are two mutual feelings between them. Hate and a lot of uncontrollable lust. Neither of them want to admit that they love the taste of it. ✧ ✧ ✧ Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Brother's boss/best friend - Forbidden Love - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - He falls first and harder - Dark themes - Spicy scenes

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."