The CEO's Forbidden Babysitter An addictive age-gap, forbidden romance. 18+ only. Steamy, explicit, and unapologetically hot. Lila Reynolds is nineteen, a shy first-year college student, and still a virgin-until the night everything changes. When her father's boss, the powerful and devastatingly handsome CEO Marcus Blackwood, calls in a panic because his nanny bails, Lila steps in to babysit his two young children. What starts as a one-time favor quickly becomes her regular side gig: twice a week in his sprawling luxury home, playing with Liam and Sophie while Marcus works late. At forty-seven, Marcus is everything the boys her age aren't-confident, commanding, experienced, and dangerously attentive. His lingering glances make her pulse race. His low, teasing compliments leave her blushing and breathless. A brush of fingers when he hands her cash. A whispered "You're trouble, princess" that sends heat straight between her thighs. For weeks, the tension simmers: playful flirting, stolen looks, almost-kisses that leave them both aching. Lila tells herself it's harmless. Marcus tells himself he can control it. Until the night the kids fall asleep early, the house is silent, and neither of them can pretend anymore. One heated confession. One slow, careful first time that shatters her innocence forever. One rule broken: she's his now. What follows is raw, addictive passion-stolen moments on the kitchen counter, desperate nights in his bed, risky quickies in his office, whispered dirty promises while the world outside stays oblivious. But secrets like theirs don't stay hidden forever. Her father works for him. The age gap is scandalous. And the deeper they fall, the harder it becomes to walk away. Can a forbidden affair between the powerful CEO and his innocent babysitter survive the fallout... or will it burn them both?

"You're playing a dangerous game, my darling. Don't speak of giving yourself to me if you can't back it up." he said lowly, a smirk still on his face. He was incredibly sexy. His deep voice, his handsome face, and his godly body. He made me quiver. "I'll give you a month. I want to mate you on the next full moon." he told me. "What if I'm not ready by then?" I asked, sounding more worried than I'd wanted to. "I'm pretty sure you will be. The mate bond is strong. And besides, we can do... other things... until then." he smirked. I'd quite like to do "other things"... HR: #1 in fantasy romance & #1 in dominance

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Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

"Maybe, we can take a break from studying?" Matteo asked. "And do what? Dance?" Isabelle laughed. "No. Maybe I can teach you something. Something more interesting?" "Huh? what do you mean-" He slammed his lips into me and lifted me up, giving me butterflies. I wrapped my legs around his muscular waist as he pressed my back into the bookshelf behind us and used one hand to hold me up and the other on the side of my cheek. He pressed his hard cock onto my desperate pussy. I moaned in satisfaction into the kiss and he moved everything on the desk, laying me on it. "Wait, aren't there people here?" Isabelle pulled away from the kiss looking at his now swollen lips. "No Isabelle, I rented the library for the day. That's why no one is here. Not even the librarian." He pressed his lips back onto mine and gave me butterflies, again. "Please tell me you're mine, Isabelle. I am yours, now you say it." Matteo pressed light kisses to my neck. "I am yours, Matteo. All yours." "All mine." _______________________ #11 in library - March 30th, 2025 #10 in intimate - April 19th, 2025 #5 in tutor - May 21st, 2025 #4 in private school - May 21st, 2025 #27 in lust - May 21st, 2025 #9 in intimate - May 21st, 2025 #1 in tutor - May 22nd, 2025 #1 in intimate - May 30th, 2025 #2 in intimate - June 11th, 2025 ---------------- THIS IS MY DEBUT BOOK !!!

'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

Victoria "Ria" Bottero has been sheltered her whole life. Being the princess of the Italian Mafia may have its perks but freedom and independence are not one of them. She finally gets a taste of the real world when she starts her senior year of high school, but is she ready? She's going to have to be because once she is hit by the freight train that is Nicolo "Cole" DeLuca there is no bouncing back to isolation.

"I'd do anything for her. I would kill every last fucking person on this planet, if she asked me to. And I wouldn't even question her about it. All she had to do was ask." - Zayn Banks

"Let's go over this one more time. I don't believe it sink in well yesterday. If you drink your morning coffee standing half naked, wearing only a man's shirt, it's going to be MY shirt and with me. Only me." I felt something dangerously close to butterflies erupting in my stomach hearing his words, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions. So I tried to keep it cool and smug when replying. "A little possessive for a womanizer like you, don't you think?" -- Meet Jessica. Sweet and sassy college girl with high expectations for her future and a miserable luck in her love life. She has a loving family, crazy, but awesome best friend and after her last break-up, she keeps on looking for a guy who won't be just handsome, loving and funny, but will also know what he's doing in bed. Her wish is granted in a form of a childhood friend of her brother-in-law. Except... there is nothing loving or faithful about him. But he sure knows how to handle his women in bed.

"But if you send for me, you know I'll come And if you call for me, you know I'll run I'll run to you, I'll run to you I'll run, run, run I'll come to you, I'll come to you I'll come, come, come" -Old Money - Lana Del Rey #1 #rafecameron 1/5/25 #1 #rafecameronsmut 3/31/25 #2 #rafecameronfanfic 3/28/23 #1 #obxfanfic 10/19/24 #1 #outerbanks 7/3/25 #1 #obx 7/16/24 #1 #sarahcameron 4/16/23 #1 #rafecameronobx 6/28/25 #2 #drewstarkey 12/3/23 #1 #drewstarkeysmut 6/20/25 #1 #ocstory 3/31/25