"Aight bro" Caine waved me off "So what we done?" He looked at me with no emotion "We're done" I nodded "So am I allowed to do my own thing or what? Or is that gonna be cheating" Caine spoke being sarcastic mocking my words "Fuck you Caine" "Fuck you Tiana" *** History. Her-story. His-story. Their-story.

"So you just wanna fuck me forever, and that's it, huh?" "I ain't say-" He sucked his teeth. "We already talked about this shit, Z." "Nah." She chuckled dryly. "You just keep shutting me out." "Why you doin' this to me, Ma?" He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hm? Why you tryna fuck everything up?" • • • • • • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 💌👻 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝟷 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." - updates every wednesday and saturday - *the full book is already available on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way :)

It's no secret that Onyx Stone is an asshole, something which is beknown to everyone that has met him. He's an intimidating man, a fact which he has always enjoyed and used to his advantage. Nobody stands up to him, too afraid to do so-until he meets Katya Volkov, that is. With a sassy attitude and a big mouth, Katya Volkov isn't the type of woman to be walked all over. She isn't about to fold to him, and Onyx is quick to learn that he may have met his match.

---------- "You think you're different to me, don't you?" I tilt my head, staring at each other's lips. Without breaking eye contact, he slowly stands, making him in control with the advantage in height. I'm the one looking up at him now. "And you think I'm easy right?" He leans down close to my face, my back hitting the counter. "Does it turn you on the way I speak to you? Every time I say I hate you, do you clench those thighs? Do you think you're special to me because you're the only pretty girl I touch like this?" He whispers, his grip tightening more. My chest rises up and down at the proximity. I was expecting a reaction but not one like this. This is exactly what I wanted. To see him like this, the side of him no one else got to see. "You think I'm pretty?" I lean closer to him but his force on me doesn't let me get closer. ------------------ Annalise Martin is the IT girl, attracting attention everywhere she goes. From perfect looks to perfect grades, people are always watching her, wanting to be her. Jude Fitz is a moody guy and isn't caught speaking to anyone ever. Never being noticed by her. He goes unnoticed and untouched until Annalise gets her eyes on him. Total opposites but something between the two makes sense..

enemies. "Did I not warn you about staying away from me today?" he says as he looks at my eyes. Deeply. My brain stops for a second. His hand is closed around my neck, his face is dangerously close to mine. And I'm breathing heavily. He sees whatever's wrong with me, and stays still for a second, a small smirk forming in his lips. Then, his eyes find my lips. What the hell is happening? My heartbeat fastens as I hold my breath. And his eyes find mine, again. He slowly leans in. His mouth traces my jawline and face. It doesn't touch me, but he's too close I feel his breath. I don't even realize that his hand has released my throat, and I could freely go if I wanted to. But I'm feeling way too many things at the same time. Why aren't you running, Jess? I then feel his lips on my jawline for a second; and I find my hands tugging into his hair, as I breathe a bit too heavily. He then lifts up his face, lips next to my ear. "So. Fucking. Easy." he mutters. © All the characters and the story is owned by me! Thank you.

"Noelle." He spoke. That was my first time hearing my name off his lips, and I may have lost my cool for the first time in my life. "Now that I say it, you more of a Noelle than a Nikki" he gave a goofy grin.