"Now princess do you want me to fuck you like a good girl or like a dirty slut" I don't even think when I immediately respond to his question "like a dirty slut" He chuckles "and why is that" "Because I am a dirty slut" I answer Chapter- dirty slut *** "do you like when I fuck you like this" he grabs my hair and pulls me off the desk so that his mouth is by my ear "do you like it when I fuck you like a slut" I place my hands on the desk trying to hold me up, "yes daddy I- I love it" I scream Chapter- not always a good girl *** Best friends brother main character goes unnamed gonna have smut - the smut get better as you read #1 dirtystory #1 degradingkink #1 praisekink #6 dirtystory #6 Bestfriendsbrother #2 Secretlove #6 lover

Velnyre University was never meant for girls like her. Brie Brownrigg is nothing but a scholarship girl in a kingdom ruled by legacies, scandals, and bloodlines older than the university itself. Her plan is simple, keep her head down, graduate, and leave this world of ruthless heirs behind. But plans mean nothing when Klein Beresford decides you belong to him. Heir to the Beresford empire. Golden boy of Velnyre. Every rumor about him is dangerous than the last and every girl wants to be the exception. Only Klein doesn't flirt, he doesn't chase, he hunts. And now, he's hunting her because obsession is a dangerous thing and love, in Klein's hands, feels a lot like possession. Because with him, it's never just romance. It's ruin. It's obsession. It's forever. He wasn't her prince. He was the monster at the gates, and she let him in.

" I will fuck you whenever and however I want to, and you will take it like a good wife you are." Trigger Warning- Abuse, Violence, Blood, Gore, Rape, Substance Abuse, Miscarriage. Proceed with caution or don't.

(18+) ( editing ) "I want it slow baby." he whispers, planting dozens of kisses on my neck as I ride him. "How slow?" I breathe. "Slow enough so that I can feel you entering my soul." He whispers and steals another kiss from me. ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both? - 'The Italian Don and his enemies daughter' [Mature Audience Only] HIGEST RANKINGS # 1 Romance -16/04/2021 # 1 Temptation -08/08/2021 # 1 Eyesslipfierce - 09/07/2022 # 1 Wild - 13/09/2022 # 1 Bad - 22/09/2022

Boris Petrova, the ruthless Don of Russia, saves Anya and her sister from a fate worse than death. But when his eyes meet Anya's, something dark stirs within him-a need, an obsession he can't ignore. His control slips, replaced by a dangerous hunger. Anya Moreno, a simple café worker, is overwhelmed by thoughts of him, unable to explain the pull she feels. The moment Boris entered her life, everything changed. Now, not just her life, but her family's, is entwined in his dangerous world. The danger isn't coming-it's already here. ~ Boris had me pinned face down on the table, my cheek pressed hard against the cold surface. His hands gripped my ass so tightly it bordered on pain-but the sting only made me wetter, made me crave him more. I had fantasized about this moment endlessly, even in my sleep, imagining every way he might punish me. The thought had consumed me, left me aching and needy, wondering if something was wrong with me for wanting it so badly. He leaned over me, his chest pressing me harder against the table, the heat of his body a stark contrast to the cold surface beneath me. His breath ghosted over my ear, hot and taunting. "You want to be punished, Anya?" he asked, his voice low, rough, and commanding. I whimpered, nodding weakly, my body writhing beneath him, desperate for more of his touch. His chuckle was dark, a sound that sent another rush of heat through me. "Words," he growled, his grip tightening on my ass. "I want to hear you say it." "Yes," I managed to gasp, my voice trembling with need. "I want it. I want you to punish me." "Good girl," he whispered, his tone dripping with satisfaction. He pulled back just enough to bring his hand down hard on my ass again, the sharp smack reverberating through the room. I cried out, the sting making my hips roll back against him, seeking the friction of his cock pressed firmly against me.

When my dad told me his best friend was finally returning back to his hometown, I expected him to be someone who got me bored with a word, not the one who got me wet with a look. I expected him to be someone I would rather ignore, not the one whose fantasies I pleasured myself to. I expected him to be an addition to my dad's drinking group, not the one I'd prefer to eat me out. I expected him to be someone my dad went out with, not the one who brought home my college bestie. More or less, I expected him to be an uncle, never my hottest-ever one-night stand. ~ • ⁠༶⁠ • ~ Original Reads: 715K, Votes: 12K Originally Published: January 2024 onwards Republishing (after being deleted): February 26, 2025 onwards

' I'm falling in love with the girl I can't have I'm walking a line, that's a little bit mad I know that I shouldn't, but I can't help the way I feel This love is forbidden, yet I can't let it go unreal' Forbidden love can be a tale of great complexity and emotional depth, and when it involves the daughter of one's best friend, it becomes all the more complicated. At first, he tried to ignore the feelings that stirred within him, dismissing them as a passing fancy. But as he continued to spend time with her, he realized that what he felt was far from fleeting. He was falling in love with the forbidden fruit, his best friend's daughter. As he wrestled with his emotions, he knew that his choices would have far-reaching consequences. The stakes were high, and the path ahead was uncertain. But despite the risks, he couldn't deny the pull of his heart. He was in love with his best friend's daughter, and he was willing to do whatever it took to make her his own. *HOLY SHIT 40K READS THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCHHH GUYS!!!!!! LOVE YOU ALL!!*

A DARK TABOO ROMANCE He leans close to my ear, nibbling on my earlobe before whispering. "Remember this moment, little bunny. When you're out with any boy, listening to him telling you how much he cares about you or how much he loves you. Remember how you laid on this table, letting yourself get finger fucked by your best friend's dad, and how you fucking loved it." ☁︎☁︎☁︎ He is temping, irresistible, but forbidden. I know I should stay away from him, and god did I try. But when an unfortunate event almost left me homeless, I was forced to move in with him. Left to battle my feelings for a man I've always wanted but can't have. A man that my longing alone gives me shame. After all, he is my best friend's father. ☁︎ God, it was a stupid idea to let her move in with me. There's a reason I've been staying away from her, forcing myself to ignore her existence, and the reason is quite simple. I want her. I can't stop thinking about her, fantasizing about the things I want to do to her that would make the devil fear. Now, she's trapped under the same roof as me. And I don't think I can hold myself back any longer. (BW x WM)

Me:Oppa we can't... Jk:Noone touches my sister...

Original Name: Fuck me little sister (Brother×Sister) - I sank to the floor, my knee hitting the hard tile as I looked up at his dominant figure looking down at me. His eyes dark and unreadable, the tension between us thick and suffocating i would run out of air soon. He didn't say anything, but the look on his face said it all. His hand tangled in my hair, tugged slightly as he tilted my hair back, making me to look at his eyes. The intensity of his gaze made my pulse rise, my skin tingling with anticipation. The one that was bad in every way. "You've been a bag girl kitten," he murmured, his voice laced with disappointment and something that sent chills down my spine. That stupid nickname he'd given me for no reason. "I-"" I tried to say but my words barely came out, as he tightened his grip on my hair, making my scalp burn in pain that my hands went on his torso, trying to make him let go off me. "I fucking told you to stay away from that 'boy' but you never listen," he roared, his temper raising. "Not only did he touch you but he also kissed those lips in front of me." He added grabbing my wrists then pushing me back. I caught myself before I could hit my head on the floor, scraping my wrists. "He's my boyfriend." I whispered, adding more fuel to the fire knowing very well he heard it. "Those lips," He grabbed a fist of my hair in his palm. "I'm going to punish those lips until you won't be able to have any guy's lips on them." I looked up at him as he released his jeans, exposing his lower body. When I tried to cover my eyes he stopped me, grabbing my wrists then pulling me forward to him. His body collided into mine as i actually forgot to breathe. He brought one of my palm to his dick, rubbing it against my will on him before sinking me to the floor again, releasing my hair. I saw him again, his veins already out on his cock as tears started to flood my cheeks. "You know what to do next," he caressed my cheeks, cleaning some tears. "Little sister."