𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 ❦ 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 The Velvet Room; one of New York's largest underground clubs where women are forbidden fruit. No touch, just stare has a whole different meaning. Reyna Lovelace is the brand new toy at the club. All mens attention is on her, especially the club owners; The Axton brothers. But what she doesn't know, is becoming theirs is more traumatizing than she realizes. - Preview - The soft touch of a hand grazing my arm was enough to make me jump and my heart pump a little harder. I couldn't believe I had gotten myself in this situation, sandwiched between the two men and feeling as if there was no escape. But maybe I didn't want to, maybe I didn't want to escape. I don't know, my head was spinning. Vincent clicked his tongue, tapping under my chin to turn my head up and grazing his hand along my neck. He could see I was nervous at each coming touch, they both could. Lucas set a tender kiss on my shoulder and up to my neck while his hands trailed slowly down my waist. "This-This isn't right I-I," My lips sealed at the feeling of two sets of lips on each side of my throat. Vincent was near my jaw on my left, Lucas still working his way up the crease of my throat on my right. "What's not right about it baby, hm?" Lucas whispered. I wanted to say something, object and give him a list of reasons but when I thought about it, why was it wrong? My head lolled back against Lucas' shoulder as he lifted my skirt above my hips, and hummed at the feeling of my bare skin, with no panties hugging my hips. ___________ #1 exotic #7 trauma #1 bdsmrelationship #4 billionaire #7 stripper #3 polyamory #2 stripper #1 stripper

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

What happens when a girl falls for her secret admirer who became her stalker.

🎸 "You feel that?" he murmured. "Feel how wet you are for me?" "Maverick-" she gasped. "I could fuck this pretty pussy all night," he groaned. "Look at the mess you're making on me. Soaking the sheets. Look up, baby. Look at what I'm doing to you." She looked up at the mirror-saw his body rocking into hers, the muscles in his arms flexing as he pinned her down. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, nipples hard and huge milk chocolate areoles glistening with sweat. Her mouth fell open again. "No lyrics now?" he teased. "I c-can't-" "You were doing so good," he murmured, grinding deeper. __________________________ Celeste Jones is music royalty-an electric guitar virtuoso with a voice that sells out stadiums and a presence that commands every room she walks into. To the public she's bold, curvy, unapologetically sensual, and used to being admired from a distance. But there's so much to her they don't know. When an anonymous threat shakes her world, her team hires a bodyguard she can't ignore. Maverick Walker is ex-military, all discipline and control. His low waves are always tight, his dark skin glows under stage lights, and his trimmed beard frames a mouth that rarely smiles. He's not here to play fanboy. He's here to do a job: keep Celeste alive. But Celeste doesn't make it easy. She flirts with him like it's foreplay. One shared kiss is all it takes for Maverick's resolve to fracture. As danger creeps closer, the chemistry between them catches fire. Their kisses turn to touches. Their touches turn to nights neither of them can forget. And when it all explodes, it's more than just lust-it's survival, it's love, it's everything. Released: 04/02/2025

Kang Dak-Ho was a killer. He knew that. That's why he didn't do such trivial things as love. Then he saw Milan, and wondered what his name would look like carved into her skin. Milan. Well she's just trying to keep her shit together, find stable income, and not fall apart. All that was toppled by Kang Dak-Ho, the murdering CEO of a job she started at. From a sadistic killer to an average person, they might be a match made in hell. UNEDITED IF YOU SEE ANY MISTAKES MESSAGE ME

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

" Yeah, anything 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶, Jahkeem. "

❝ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ɪꜱꜱᴜᴇꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴄʜᴜ' ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ❞ STARTED: MAY 10TH, 2024. ENDED: JUL 1ST, 2024.

Aurora King, a 25 year old content single mom, who has just work her way up the nursing latter to D.O.N. Gets unknowingly wrapped up in her baby daddy's gambling debt leading her to meet Matteo Moretti, the Don of the Italian mafia. Matteo takes an immediate liking to Aurora leading him to uncover her family secrets she didn't know existed.