[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

I was a simple girl With a simple life Wrong that doesn't even come close to how my life works. Normally I start and end my day with beatings that break me even more each day I wanted to leave I need to be set free He would be the one to set me free ......... "Look at me little one" I refuse to open my eyes as he commanded. I felt him start to nip at my neck as I struggled in his hold. He started pushing his body against mine and rolling his hips against me making me whimper under his hold. "Your mine" ............

Chanel Brown was in a mess. She needed a lot of money and she needed it fast. Her job was not giving her enough and she was having a hard time. Alfonso only saw it one way. He had been fucked over by someone he loved. She betrayed him all for money. He was going to get his own back. What could go wrong when Alfonso and Chanel meet again?

"You're pretty, but I'm not into the female gender." He said, slowly, trying to get me to understand. "Wait, you're gay?" I asked him. Alyssa Gage is a girl that gets everything she wants. So what if she wants this hot guy that she literally just met? Oh, right, just one problem. He's gay, or maybe he's just saying that to get her off his back. But, what happens when she foolishly makes a bet with him? Will she get what she wants, or will it only end in a heartbreak?

"I'm sure you want to taste me just as much as I want to taste you." "You're wrong, so get off of me." I said sternly. "I doubt that I'm wrong açúcar." He touched my lips with his and trailed his hands up my exposed leg gently. "I want a taste of your warmth Annabelle. I want you to scream my name while you submit to me." • • • • • • • METALLIC Magazine is hosting their annual gala in the beautiful country of Portugal and Annabelle Lawrence couldn't be more excited, especially since she will be spending two weeks in the Da Silva's Palace, home of her close friend Noela. Though random sexual encounters were not in her agenda, she finds herself being seduced and distracted by Noela's charming uncle, Francisco. Their attraction is constantly denied by Annabelle who refuses to engage in any promiscuous acts from the fear that her relationship with Noela will be at risk. However, excessive indulgence isn't always a bad thing and sometimes our bodies crave the touch of illicit hands. *COMPLETED

Teacher x Student. Steamy. Romantic. Intriguing.... RATED MATURE FOR ADULT CONTENT SUCH AS SEXUAL SITUATIONS, ALCOHOL, DRUGS, AND LANGUAGE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. 2016 AngelicProductions

"Can Nixon touch you like this?" Hunter asks as his hand slowly trails down my neck down to my hip. "Nixon can do better." I egg him on. "Can Nixon make you shiver like this?" I lean my head to the side as his lips slowly make contact with that spot on my neck. Goosebumps cover my skin. "Better." I smirk and he narrows his eyes at me, his glare almost making me give up. "Can Nixon kiss you like this?" And the next thing I know Hunter's lips are on mine, invading my senses. Jacey, transfers schools. She isn't very good at making friends but she soon meets one girl in particular, Bobbie. The only problem with Bobbie is, her brother, Hunter, doesn't seem to be a big fan of Jacey. It's a constant struggle for her to even be around him. Then things seem to be falling in place, until the unthinkable happens. Bobbie, Hunter and all their friends are in the Mafia. How do you deal with that? It'll be a struggle. And some dangerous business. WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, language, use of drugs, violence and self depression READ AT OWN RISK! Trailer made by the wonderful @chelsicake (Book #1 of the Mafia Business Series)

(Book #6 of the Best Friend Series) _____________________________ "Caleb," I gasp, not able to help the sound from escaping my lips. It shouldn't come as a surprise that he's standing in front of me, we did come to the party together, but it's his anger that stuns me. "Jeremy, Ensley, really?" He growls, moving closer to me. My chest begins to heave rapidly, something I seem to have no control over. "I don't know what you're talking about," I shake my head and he lets out bitter laugh, bringing himself so close to my face that I can feel his breath against my lips. "Don't lie to me," he spits, both hands slamming down to the drywall beside my head. I flinch, shutting my eyes for a brief second to regain my composure. "Next time you open your legs for someone, Ensley be smart enough to make sure he's not going to be boasting about it to the entire school. I'm sick of doing your fucking dirty work all the goddamn time." Anger snaps through my body and that's when I lose it. Using all of my strength, I push the muscular boy away, glaring just at his presence. "Fuck you, Caleb," I seethe, trying to keep my wild emotions at bay. I want to cry because I'm so angry. "You're such a fucking asshole, do you know that? God, I can't believe I put up with you." He makes it easy for me to walk away, but I think it's just so he can do his next move. Grabbing my arm, he swiftly pulls me back towards him and against the wall. "Don't ever walk away from me again, do you understand me?" His voice chills me deep to the core, sending a thrill threw me even though I try to fight it off. "Fuck you." Is my response. "Let's go," he grunts and then his mouth is devouring my own. What the hell is happening in my life? WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, violence, and language. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

(Book #5 out of Best Friend Series) ______________________________ "Nina." I halt in my steps, moving away from Jace as he walks closer to me with a thunderous expression. "Jace?" I question, still backing away from the man in front of me. The Best Friend of my boyfriend. "Be quiet," he demands softly, his eyes on mine in a dangerous, predatory way that has my insides quivering. So wrong. I want to speak again, but his body is so close to mine now. He pushes into me, ever closer than before and I suck in a shaky breath. He's so close that I can feel his body heat sizzling against my chest. I feel my face flush. "We can't," my voice cracks. Get it together, Nina! "I don't care," he growls, pushing me against the wall until I'm fully pressed to the cool material. His forearms glue themselves beside my head, his face only centimeters from my own, and his hips pin me in place. "I'm sick of trying to ignore it, Nina. I'm sick of seeing you with him, seeing his fucking lips on yours." "Jace-" "They should be my lips, Nina." His voice grows quiet. "They always should have been." I don't get a chance to respond this time, not like it would've changed anything, because his mouth is on mine. That's not the worst part. The worst part is me closing my eyes and giving in. Worst mistake yet. WARNING: sexual content, explicit content, violence, swearing and drugs. Read at own risk!

It started with a proposition. Eight words; "I want to make love to your wife." They are eight words I will never forget, because with those words I found my addiction. [WARNING:The story your about to read is intended for readers 18+ due to it's sexual content. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion] Open to read a brief synopsis