𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲| 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗸𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 ❝I need you to stop moving. Each time you move I'll spank you❞ she nodded. Simply just nodded, and relaxed her body. She didn't want to be spanked. I let her go and lifted my right knee closer to her clit, actually pressing it against her this time. Her body let out a small and sharp inhale, making me smile a bit. I'm sure she's so sensitive right now. Her body full of arousal. "You like that? You like feeling my knee against your pussy don't you?" I slowly started to move my knee around to see her reaction, and it was greater than I thought it would be. A small moan fell from her lips, making me smile as I slid my hand underneath her hips, this time encouraging her to move. "Move your hips just like that. I want to feel your pussy against my knee" I whispered to her. I can tell by the way her eyes dimmed that she had never done this before, but she was so ready to that she did exactly as I said. Her breathing got deeper as she began lifting her hips to fully meet the base of my knee, softly grinding herself against me. I hummed as I watched her, watching her literally move her hips to receive her first orgasm. The way her hips moved made my dick throb even harder, I could only imagine what she looked like if she was to ride me. She took her lip between her teeth and almost instantly I wanted to come. I was already straining myself and trying not to, but the sight of her doing that makes me almost fall apart. ˣ An Angel deprived of her sexual innocence, introduced to a new sexual experience that may turn her world upside down. A devil who enjoys depriving angels of their innocence, introducing her to a world she may never get used to. #1 Submissivefemale #1 sexualcontent #1 dominantmale #1 adultthemes #1 blackwomanwhiteman #1 manxwoman #2 Darling

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

"If you think you're going to leave me, you're sadly mistaken. You, Sasha, are mine. I thought I made that clear?" "W-What?" She asked. "Did I stutter?" Her hand reeled back in an effort to slap me but before it could reach my face I grabbed it. I pulled her closer to me. Leaning down, I whispered in her ear. "You, are, mine." I laid soft kisses down her neck and I felt her melt into me. "Calum, stop, this isn't apart of the d-deal." "The deal ended as soon as you left me sweetheart." After Calum Jones, a desperate homeless man, breaks into the house of Sasha Pierce, a multimillionaire with good style, he finds himself under her wing. Things start to get intense. Will he fall in love? Or will he terminate the agreement before the time is due?

I was supposed to be on a chill RV camping trip with my boyfriend's family. Key words: supposed to. I hated him, I hated them, and the only thing keeping me sane was sneaking off at night to take pictures of the forest. But one night... I wandered too far. Now I'm being held captive by something straight out of a fever dream-a 7-foot tall lycan beast who doesn't shift, doesn't speak, and definitely doesn't care about my personal space. Oh, and apparently? I'm his mate. Cute. I've tried escaping-multiple times. He always catches me. Throws me over his shoulder like it's just another Tuesday. I curse him out, he grunts. I run, he drags me back. I'm not falling for him. I don't care how protective, possessive, or weirdly gentle he is when he thinks I'm asleep. I just want out... right?

Heath and Teagan only agree on one thing: they don't want to be in a relationship. Teagan, who is busy finishing her law degree, needs a break from the stress of living up to her parents' expectations. Heath is following his passion and starting his career as a physical therapist, but his family's drama is tearing his life apart behind the scenes. As members of the same friend group, Heath and Teagan will be around each other plenty during wedding season, whether they like it or not. With no time or desire to date, the two come to an agreement: pre-scheduled hookups through the summer or until something real comes along. A situational relationship, otherwise known as a situationship. Their arrangement seems perfect. If their past doesn't come back to bite them.

THE IS THE ORIGINAL STORY OF THE MATERNALISTIC MAID Folashadé knew there would be consequences when it came to having a one night stand with The Crowned Prince, Vincent Alexander. They came in different forms such as: the Prince falling for her, getting pregnant with his child, and hiding it from the rest of the castle. It doesn't help that she's an Ethiopian maid or that Vincent is engaged. How can one deal with so much stress? Read on to see how stress-worthy a one night stand with a prince can become.

Alexander Hugh was his grandfather reincarnate except for one thing...he was much more lustful. His quiet, calm demeanor gave those around him the illusion that he was exactly what he seemed. Handsome...harmless but little did they know that beyond his demeanor and his striking good looks was a man filled with carnal expectations, a raging libido and a heart bright as gold. Xael Beckwith was on a mission. A mission she did not agree with but a mission nonetheless. She was a happy, friendly person with eyes that sparkled and an avid love for the sun and all things warm. But when her family runs out of money not only is her home in jeopardy but her families name and reputation as well. When the two collide will love prevail or will they be too different to allow love to reign?

"𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭..." 𝘓𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦. "𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯'?" 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. "𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘢' 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸." 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴. ༻✧༺ All her life she ran from her problems-her fears, and five years ago she ran from him. He won't let her go again. | Remmick x Oc | Posted on Ao3 (soggy_soda)

"Are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" It was a man's voice I didn't recognize and the greeting caught me off guard. "I-I'm sorry? What'd you say?" I asked, holding the phone away from my ear as if staring at it would bring another person on the line. "I said, are you gonna take it like a good girl or should I bend you over my lap and spank you like the filthy whore you are?" He repeated. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed, feeling nervous. "I-uh...I think I have the wrong number?" "No one deliberately dials this number just to say that. Spread your legs and touch your pussy. I want you to finger yourself and place the phone between your legs. Let me hear how wet you sound." He said, voice lower now. More demanding. I had to catch my breath. In a shaky voice I managed to get out "No, I'm serious. I really do think I have the wrong number." I sat up and glanced around my room. The walls here weren't thin, they were thick and the rooms were placed further apart from each other. Still, I was paranoid that someone might've heard the conversation. "Oh-Jesus. I'm so sorry. Are you sure you have the wrong number? This hotline isn't in public phone books. It's listed in erotica and p*rn magazines." Oh god..... _________ It's the winter of 1983 and 19 year old Ayelani Mayer, a college freshman is preparing herself for final exams. She, instead, accidentally dials the number of a sex phone operator named Michael. A 25 year old single man living across states who fulfills the fantasies women have until they cum. Ayelani was in need to vent and stress relief. She found it elsewhere other than the schools hotline. And that was Michael teaching her how to have sex and fucking her so hard that her eyes rolled to the back of her head. #4 in sugardaddy! 08/06/25 #1 in mjperv! 08/24/25 #1 in moonwalker! 08/28/25 #1 in mjfan! 09/26/25 #1 in thriller era! 10/03/25

Jasmine and Megan have always been best-friends since childhood. Now that they are older, they are both YouTube sensations who live together. The problem is Megan's annoying as hell twin brother, Jaxon. He's moving back to Florida for a job and needs somewhere to stay for about a month until his lease begins. Reluctantly, Jasmine agrees to allow Megan's twin to stay with them. She tries to be on her best behavior but the longer they live together the more he infuriates her or is the correct word infatuates her? This story will take you on a journey of two unlikely people finding love with one another despite their differences. Along the way there will be some crazy obstacles that must be overcome. ****For those of you who decide to read this story, please vote and comment. This is my first novel and it would be greatly appreciated to receive feedback. Enjoy! 😊***** "There is a thin line between love and hate." - idk *currently going through and editing*