"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

My head rolled back and I was a moaning mess as he pumped into me. "Look at me" he growled Making me open my eyes and stare into his dark green orbs. He increased his speed. "So fucken tight" He said It wasn't long before I felt my orgasm coming. My pussy clenched his dick making him moan and grunt. "Cum." I let go. My body was overwhelmed and overcome by pleasure and soon I felt him release inside of me adding to the pleasure. He slowly pumped before dropping my down. We both leaned against the door trying to catch the our breathe. "Ready for another round" I asked. *** A/N: Highest ranking: Couple #1 Soccer #1 On going #2 Older #1

******* "Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love? ******* ⇥TcF1vP9V⇤

M A T U R E • R O M A N C E Highest Ranks So Far: #1 Hell, #6 in Incubus . . . My mouth wrapped around a portion of the elastic of his boxer, and with my teeth, I pulled down. My lips brushed against the soft, supple skin of his pelvis. He finally made a sound, his body vibrating as he let out a deep, needy groan that shook me to my pulsing core. God, the sound would stain itself in my memories. Echo in my death. I needed him. All of him. Now. Always. . . . He's just the angry incubus. She's just the sweet baker. He just wants to escape from those who want him. She just wants to be wanted. It's recipe for disaster when Zuemier is saved by the meek but sassy baker. And a catastrophe when his survival is entirely dependent on her for a week. Their initial product is a bitter mix of fury, lust, and contempt..... And maybe a pinch of love? . . . (A/N: Thanks for taking a chance on my dumpster fire ;3)

Tired of human men? Need something better in your life? Call Hire an Incubus! Welcome to Lisa Farrow's world where the normal and paranormal are very well acquainted, if you know what I mean. Sick of being alone, Lisa decides to try out 'Hire an Incubus', a very professional establishment run by demons for humans, however, she doesn't plan on after an administrative error, she will have a rogue, blacklisted, very dangerous incubus looking for her. She also doesn't plan for how incredibly hard it is to shake off one. Or uncover that he's maybe he's not who everyone says he is.... [ this story has mature themes but nothing overtly graphic. ]

Kida-Rose was just your average everyday girl, living a simple life. She was a college student by day and worked in a quaint cafe by night. When she wasn't studying or working she spent her time lounging around and spending time with her crazy best friend and annoying older brother. She didn't think of herself as anything special and mostly stayed to herself. Sinclair Gambino was far from normal, an incubus prince and the future king of lust; the only reason he came to earth was to get away from his parents and in doing that he managed to find his mate. Of course she had to toy with her a bit before he could fully reveal himself and when he does the two go for a wild ride, with a few ups and downs in the mix but nothing can stop her from being his.... Babygirl

Elizabeth Blythe has never been the skinny type. All her life she's been plumper than the other kids, had more meat than the popular girls in high school and more curve than the shapeless ones in college. She spent a lot of her life being made-fun of, being the butt of all jokes; she never once believed she'd ever find love. All because she had too much hips, too much muffin-top, too much boob, too much butt; too much of everything. Who knew she'd meet Mister Right at work? Cover made by D. M. Brightwell (the author) Highest Rankings 2/18/2019 #1 in "curves" out of 781 #1 in "curvy" out of 781 #1 in "thick" out of 573 #1 in "gentlemen" out of 144 #3 in "selflove" out of 1.4K

"I hate you, sorry for not realizing that sooner." I spat with venom in my tone. "Really? Then why did you kiss me last week?" He shoots back cockily. "Fuck you." I yell at him as the car comes to an abrupt stop. "I know you want to." He says before I get out the car slamming the door in his face. ✨🥀✨ Naomi Rayes is a high school senior facing typical high school problems. She's in love with her brother's friend and dating him, but that was until she started to teach the friend she despises most of all, Everett. Everett Grey is the typical Bad Boy of the school. Everything you would expect for a "Bad Boy" except he is learning a ballet routine with his little sister. Oddly enough, he ends up having to learn ballet from his best friend's sister. They began to get closer and closer scared that one day their biggest fear comes and arise: falling in love. What happens when Naomi's ex arrive in the picture? What happens when they find out the past of each other? Find out in Teaching The Bad Boy Ballet.

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...