His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

Beautiful yet abused mother of three begins a fervent affair with her husband's childhood friend...but at what cost? *This story is rated M for sexual content, harmful situations, the use of alcohol and drugs, as well as language.

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

He's a Navy Seal who constantly is training to be bigger, better, stronger. She's a nobody who sees him out running everyday, rain or shine. Tempted to stop and talk to him, she never worked up the nerve until fate took the decision out of her hands. #wattys2015

*Formally Known As: My Hero is My Best Friend and a Marine (MBFFM) "People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf." -George Orwell "Mummy door!" Bentley yelled running in the kitchen from the foyer. "Is she, well lets go see" I say wiping my hands on my apron, walking to the front door. As I open the door I see a Marine standing there in his uniform with a few envelopes in his hand. "Are your Alana Kelsall?" he asks in a kind voice. Confused I reply "Yeah I am please, call me Anna." as Bentley peeks out from behind my legs. I have this really bad feeling in the pit of my stomach that I know what this is about. "I'm General R. Paul, on behalf of the United States Marine Corps, we are sorry to tell you that Captain Damon Norris was killed in the line of duty. These are for you." He says handing me the two envelopes. <3 Damon and Anna have been best friends since they were in diapers. Their families are close friends. When Damon was 18 he decided to join the forces, more specifically the Marines; following in his grandfather's footsteps. What she doesn't know is that he has loved her since he was only 13 but, was just too scared to tell her. He had only one week after basic training to see his family before being deployed to Iraq for 4 years. So they decided to spend his last week together and before his deployment; they wind up sleeping together. Resulting in her becoming pregnant. What would you do if you were told that your best friend, and the father to your children was dead? Then years later find out that he actually survived by showing up on your doorstep late in the night? ~*~*~ *Warning: there is a lot of cussing, crude remarks, the occasional sex scene, and possible triggers, don't say you weren't warned.* Co-written with: River-Elliot D. James

When Bella takes a snowboarding trip with friends after a rough break up, she is getting way more than she has bargained for. Her teenage love is there and seems to be very interested in anything that has to do with Bella. Will this fling turn into something more or just stay a winter fling. This is an R rated story.

I couldn't get enough of her, I found myself wanting her, dreaming of her even. Things I should have been doing with my wife I was doing with her instead, and it felt good. Damn good. I had to stay away from her, but I couldn't. Everywhere I went she was there, tempting me. She had became the one thing no one should have been, my temptation...

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

CAUTION MATURE CONTENT: 18 years or older advised Travis kissed his way down her stomach and pulled both or her hands into one of his when she tried to cover her stomach. We all have scars sweetpea. It makes us who we are and shows everyone else that we have conquered a trying time in our lives. He made his way down until he came to her slick folds and buried his face into her. Her back arched off the table as she felt an almost painful yet delicious sensation come over her.

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]