crashing into you: The beautiful, chaotic moment when two completely different worlds collide - one quiet and calculating, the other loud and unapologetically bold - and everything changes. It's when fate doesn't ask politely, it just speeds up on two wheels and knocks the wind out of you with love bwwm nerd x bad bitch

"Keep your eyes open," I breathe. "You watch yourself fall apart for me." He nods frantically. "I mean it," I whisper. "You close them, and we're done." "I won't," he says, voice raw, tears threatening. I start palming him, watching his expression twist with pleasure and desperation. His knuckles turn white as he grips the sink. His thighs shake. But his eyes stay open, fixed on the mirror. On me. I don't let up. I push him deeper into himself. Into the humiliation. Into the obedience. I lean down, lips grazing his ear. "Look at you," I whisper in his ear. "The most popular boy on campus... and here you are. Bent over. Begging for me." He whimpers. "Know what that makes you?" He shakes his head, panting. "A fucking slut." "My slut "Yes," he sobs. "I'm your slut

18++ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. which was one word to describe them. "do you want to know what I'm about to do to you right now? i'm going to fuck you until these sheets are soaked in your tears and cum," her breath hitched as he kissed up the middle of her chest and neck. "i'm going to spell 'mine' with my dick inside you," amira whined, squirming her legs around his torso, feeling him rub against her slit. "i'm going to spell it with my tongue inside you, with my lips all over this mind-fuck body. i want you; amira decker, to know that you are going to be mine. whether you continue to fight it or not," he reached her ear, kissing her warm skin. "you are my future. you are the fucking mother of my future kids, you're the reason my dick wakes up in the morning. it's because i'm always thinking of you and sometimes i just can't help it," he kissed down her neck. "mine," he reached her breasts, using his tongue to spell the word with painfully slow licks. the teasing alone made her soak the bed more. "mine," he kissed down her heavy-breathing belly. spreading her legs apart, he used his thumbs to unfurl her lower lips. "mine," he said lastly, drawing a coat of saliva from his mouth and onto her pussy. amira gasped breathlessly as she felt the wetness melt between her clit. grabbing her thighs, his cold chain bracelets made her flinch. he ducked between her legs, the chain around his neck sliding across her slit making her twitch. "i want to destroy you tonight, cherish you later. but I'm still hungry, so first, i'm going to eat again," he muttered and dove straight into her sensitive spot, knowing exactly where it was like the first. his tongue slid, sucked, flicked, licked, and kissed creatively over and over her sensitive spasming clit. one lick and her entire body shook as she gasped in bliss pleasure. she cried, nearly tearing up the sheets above her head. ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐳𝐢𝐞𝐱𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

I can feel my tears dripping on his chest, and he begins to massage his hands through my curly hair, his touch tender. He starts to speak, his voice a low, dark murmur. "When I saw you four years ago, before you left, you were so beautiful, so talented. And you Still are, yet so damaged, needing someone, anyone really, to talk to, to really understand your pain. But even then, I knew you would be mine. My wife, the mother of my kids. I'll give you the world Amira.....The world . The family you really wish you had. But the next time you allow another woman or man to touch you, you'll be the one who's putting a bullet through their head." "Do you understand me, baby?" I nod my head. Nikolai smacks my bruised ass yet again, the sting sending a jolt of pain through me. I yell out, "Yes, I understand!" He pulls me close, his arms wrapping around me in a possessive embrace. "Khoroshaya devochka." (Good girl.) He murmurs. "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up in an hour. I want to taste my pussy again."

"𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠.."

"I can tell you my 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗌𝗍 confessions, but then they'll become your hidden truths." 𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝟤𝟤, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟧, 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

Evan O'Connor has a problem. After being single for ten years, he is finally ready to change that. He plans to ask the woman of his dreams out on a date. His crush on her has lasted for a whole decade, which helps explain why he hasn't pursued anyone else. This woman, who has been his infatuation for years, has been playing Cupid for others since she was five. Every couple she has matched has ended up in a successful relationship, with most marrying and the others already planning their weddings. So, why hasn't she noticed that he's been in love with her? They work closely together, as she is not only his boss but also the CEO of the company where he works, and he is her assistant. When Evan finally decides that he is done being a coward and is ready to confess to his boss, she completely misinterprets the situation and thinks Evan wants her to set him up with someone. Now, Evan has to navigate all these dates that the woman he desires is planning. All he wants is her, but she just doesn't notice. Shanelle Davis is not only a successful woman but also one of the most prominent Black women on the Forbes list. She runs a billion-dollar company and has a little hobby on the side. Since she was five years old, every person she has played matchmaker for has ended up in a successful relationship. Naturally, she wasn't surprised when her nickname became "Cupid." She embraced it wholeheartedly. So, when her assistant, her favorite person in the world, asked her to play matchmaker for him, she couldn't refuse. Even when he tried to take the request back, there was no way she would drop it. All she wanted was for her assistant to be happy and find his own happily ever after. He deserves it, and who better to find the right person for him than her? Not only was she "Cupid," but she also knew everything about Evan. Of course, she could find the perfect match for him, and if she couldn't, well, she would just have to create one!

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 is an innocent, kind, and unshakable girl that is...until 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝; the Star quarterback, he's untouchable, mysterious and the guy she's tutoring that decides he wants her. He watches, waits, and tests her boundaries. Desire turns dangerous, and obsession doesn't play fair between these two ☆ "Did you really think you could keep me away?" He murmurs as his hands close around my wrists, not rough, but firm enough to remind me who's in control. He lifted them above my head, and I kept my eyes on the hallway. "Two weeks no contact, that really hurt me," The grip around my wrists tightened. "You can run all you want, but I will always be right there..." His eyes dropped down my body, while his one free hand dragged down my sides before running across my ribs causing a shiver. "Ten steps ahead ready to snatch you up into the darkness until it consumes you whole" My breath was caught in my throat, I'm scared, really scared because this wasn't the guy I had hung out with. I didn't want to cry or show weakness, but he's really off right now. He leaned into me, close enough to my ear before speaking. "I knew this was coming. It's a pattern with you." I couldn't bring myself to tell him to stop and that I'm scared while the tears streamed down my face. And It was simply because I didn't want him to. "I always get what I want and right now you deserve a punishment for how you talked to me," My teary eyes met his as he tilted his head and slowly shook it. "All I want right now is you bent over my lap; your bare ass up and prepared for me to play with my pussy while your head is in my lap." I tried to blink the tears away as I felt my nipples get hard just from those words and the wetness coming over my body made me feel disgusted with myself. I never wanted something more. ❝Please Killian,❞ said below a whisper, knowing exactly what I was askin

"𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨... ...𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, ...𝘴𝘰, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳." BWWM Where two different people meet, and subsequently...fall in love. @n0tte_n3ra for the cover! No age requirement!!!