"Fuck, mommy, I....I can't take any more." Catherine's eyes flashed with a mix of lust and possessive hunger at Laila's pleading words. The way the young woman called her 'mommy' sent a dark thrill through her, the taboo nature of it only heightening her desire. "Shhh, hush now, sweet Laila," Catherine cooed, her voice a sinister whisper. "You can take it, my love. You were made to take it. Made to be filled and used for my pleasure." She punctuated her words with a sharp thrust of her fingers, driving them deeper into Laila's clenching heat. Catherine could feel the young woman's body trembling, her walls fluttering around the invading digits. It was a sensation that made Cates's own arousal burn hotter, her need to claim and possess Laila growing with each passing moment. "Such a good girl, trying so hard to please her mommy," She praised, her lips curving into a wicked smile. "I know it's intense, but that's because it feels so good, doesn't it? That's because your body knows it belongs to me now." She began to pump her fingers in and out of her dripping sex, her pace slow and steady. With each thrust, she pushed a little deeper, stretching Laila's walls, preparing her for the thicker girth of her strap-on. Cates's free hand roamed her body, her fingers tracing the curves of her breasts, teasing her hardened nipples. She could feel the young woman arching into her touch, seeking more of that delicious friction. ⇻⇺ Laila Dermont is a 22 year old college student pursuing an degree in education. Her world is falls apart when her mother gets a stroke, and she unfortunately crosses paths with a woman whose moral compass is in Bermuda Triangle. Catherine Blanchett is a 42 year old doctor at Denver General Hospital. She is the best at her job. She has a foul mouth. Worst of all she doesn't really know the difference between right or wrong

"Don't forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia," Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink. Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth. "Don't forget all the power I held too," I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, "The mess I made of you milaya..." I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, "It was pathetic really." Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, "The mess you made of me?" she repeated the words in full amusement, "I'm still standing. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" ⋙⋙⋙⋙⋘⋘⋘ Power isn't just taken, it's earned, and Zinovia Kozlov is ready to claim what's hers. After her father's death, Zinovia steps up to lead the Russian mafia as its most feared and adored princess. But she's soon pulled into the dark world of Sevan Cortez, the woman who commands the entire mafia underworld. What starts as a power struggle between them quickly spirals into a twisted game of sex, manipulation, and deceit. But even Zinovia knows... You can't ruin, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

"I need you right now" Alex whispered in my ear as her hand traveled down to the hem of my jeans. "please" I whined as she kissed my neck. "you're very needy today" she smirked before pulling off my jeans. her fingers travelled down to my opening. Alex de Luca is a 25 year old billionaire who inherited her family's businesses. she's a cold woman who runs her business and mafia with an iron fist. she's a play girl who doesn't believe in love. Olivia is a 20 year old fashion designer who is in a well off family. she's a sweetheart and loves everything around her. she's been through a lot but it only made her stronger- she has faith in everything. Olivia has known from a young age she'd be in an arranged marriage. she came out as a lesbian to her parents'distaste. Luckily for her she was pushed into a marriage of convenience with a woman. they do not get along one bit, some might say they hate each other.

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

LANA: I fell in love with the golden girl. She's the perfect student, the skilled captain of the volleyball team, and the girlfriend of the nicest players on the football team. She's my best friend, but ever since she kissed me as a dare at a party before freshman year, that's all I can think of. Senior year is here, and after last summer's shitty series of events, I don't deserve such a wonderful woman as her. CHARLOTTE: My best friend is the school player. She parties and drinks and sleeps around, she's a free spirit. Apparently I've got the perfect life, but why do I still think about that kiss with her? Why do I wish I could have that type of feelings for my own boyfriend? Why can't I stop thinking about her all the time? She's just my best friend though... right...?

"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

When Cal McCarthy first laid her eyes on Grace Jordan, she knew exactly what type of girl she was. Stuck-up, controlling, feared by her classmates - in other words, a mean girl. Every school has one, and Cal wasn't the type to be intimidated by such a cliche. And the moment she talked back to Grace was the moment she started a war with the school's ice queen. But through this war, perhaps she'll find that the high school mean girl has more to her than meets the eye.

Bree Turner is 18, and just starting college. Because she was late getting accepted to college, there were no dorms left available and she has to find someone who's looking for a roommate. What she doesn't expect is for her to be so attracted to her roommate, in ways she's never been attracted to anyone. Can she fight her attraction to Lily or will she give in and let them be happy?

Victoria, a high school ice queen known for her firm hatred in nerds, geeks and losers alike, finds herself falling for a new girl named Lily. A nerd at heart, but fine as all Hell, Lily confronts Victoria with a conundrum. Tap that ass or let it pass? Anyways, here's what the book has achieved so far: Achieved #2 on girlxgirl Achieved #10 on lesbian romance Achieved #3 on high school romance Achieved #2 on wattpad contest