'Fuck you,' I breathed, pulling away from the kiss, searching his eyes. He was enjoying it. 'If you keep saying that, maybe you will someday,' he teased, his fingers going into the waistband. Feeling his smooth, long fingers on the skin of my pussy sent shockwaves through my body. He was staring at me, watching my every reaction, and I dared not to look away. I won't give him the satisfaction that I'm enjoying this. 'Feisty, huh?' he taunted, before his fingers slipped to my folds. I could feel my wetness coating his fingers, and I hated myself for getting so wet because of him. ──── ୨୧ ──── Four years ago, he shattered her dignity with a joke at a pool party Not just anyone - her brother's best friend. At fifteen, heartbroken and humiliated by Nolan Delacroix, Liselle left for Spain on a scholarship. Now nineteen, she's older, colder, and has no interest in making peace, especially not with him. She was supposed to spend her last summer in Spain, soaking in the sun with friends. But thanks to her mum's honeymoon plans, she's forced to return home -well to Nolan's home. Living under their roof she's determined to ignore him. Until his swim partner gets injured. Until he begs her to help train for the biggest swimming competition in Spain. She says no then she says yes. Hate turns out to be a really good motivator. So does lust. They agree to keep it physical, a distraction for the summer. Just skin to skin. But the water isn't the only thing heating up. Tension rises, so do the feelings she thought she buried. She swears she hates him, and he swears he hates her, then why can't they keep their hands off each other? Now, Liselle is torn between the country that freed her and the boy who ignites everything. She must decide: Will she dive into the past or swim toward the future? 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄: ❥mature/sexual themes/smut ❥alcohol references ❥language Started- July 19th, Finished- July 31st

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

He looked so innocent reading his book, almost peaceful. I stopped in the frame, admiring his face. His brows were pulled together in a concentrated manner. His jaw was defined, leading up to his musculine body. I couldn't take my eyes from him until I heard a low chuckle. "Won't you come in?", he asked me, his blue eyes lingering on me with an indescribable look. "Eh yeah of course, sorry, I did not want to interrupt you reading.." "You would never interrupt me", he responded without any doubt in his voice. Unable to say anything else I walked towards him, my knees weak, as well as my self control. I took the seat across from him and smiled shyly at him. "So, where do we start Professor?" --------------------------- Liz had believed that this would just be her last semester in college. Nothing extraordinary. But when she met her new handsome professor, she quickly had to realise that staying on the normal path could become more difficult than she had thought. -------------------------- #1 in professor!!

'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑: This is 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of my Shatter Me series, please read this book 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 reading the second one. If you do 𝐍𝐎𝐓 like fast-paced storylines or plots then this story is not for you. ❦ "Undress yourself and kneel in front of me." I said to him as I eyed him, not breaking eye contact. "I don't think this conversation is appropriate, Ms. Steele." He said as he looked at me wide eyed. "You're my boss and I am your assistant." Hunter said as his flustered cheeks continued to show their dominance as he spoke to me. "The longer you defy me Hunter, the longer your punishment will be." I said as I lifted his chin with my index finger watching as his lips parted before me. "Now do as I say and kneel." I said as I took ahold of his tie, loosening it for him, and removing his glasses from his face. ❦ prey • one that is helpless or unable to resist attack : victim predator • one who injures or exploits others for personal gain or profit ❦ Watch as a nymph: 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄, corrupts the innocence of 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍: her newest assistant. Will he allow her to turn him into the perfect submissive for her? Or will he learn to love her and turn into the perfect dominant for her. Read more to find out. This story contains mature content, reader's discretion is advised. Top Rankings: #1 fastedpaced out of 1.41k stories #1 forbidden out of 1.5k stories #1 assistant out of 1.76k stories #1 maturelanguage out of 2.25k stories #4 sexy out of 77.3K stories ranking #5 badgirlgoodboy out of 1.5K stories #6 shyboy out of 1.3K stories #8 matureaudience out of 23.2k stories #11 adultlanguage out of 1.64k stories #13 adult-content out of 2.29k stories #16 lust out of 2.23k stories #18 sexscenes out of 1k stories #30 daddyissues out of 1.97k stories #35 adultfiction out of 2.12k stories

❝𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝.❞ In which an intern has a sex contract with her boss. || MATURE CONTENT || Cover by @vanillalust

The Dealer and His Roomie ❦ An enemy to lovers romance. For six months, they're stuck together: a reckless dealer and the girl who never stops talking. He wants her gone. She's not leaving. . . . I scoff. "Wow. You must be a hit at parties." "I am, actually." He tilts his head slightly, studying me. "You, though? I'm guessing you talk so much they don't even need music." . . . Warning- Suggestive Content Drama, Crime, Romance Not a single dull chapter, I swear ;) Ratings- #1 in Roommates (13.04.2025) #1 in Sweet (11.05.2025) #1 in Arrogant (13.05.2025)

A rewrite of the last time I wrote this because someone reported and stole it last time. But I hope you guys enjoy 😊 and I changed some things. Erika is 17 Jake is 25

Olivia visits her dad for Thanksgiving break, she is a senior in college, attending Harvard Law, to become a lawyer. Fitz, who is also a lawyer and is the best friend of Olivia's dad, he spends holidays with them every year. What happens when one Thanksgiving break changed all their lives forever? ~ Characters belong to Shonda Rhimes

She started off as just his therapist someone who he didn't want to open up to let along see. Meet August and Monah, August one who is going through so much and only wants to better himself for his daughter his mother suggested a therapist in which he thinks is a bad idea he feels like he can better himself on his own he don't need no stranger in his business. Monah on the other hand looks at August as a hard nut that she's willing to crack, she sees his pain and wants nothing better than to help him out. What may seems like pointless therapy sessions to August ends up being a steamy situation for the both of them.