[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*

[Warning! This story includes extreme mature content, MUST FAN TO READ AS MOST CHAPTERS ARE PRIVATE. >>Private chapters have been moved to 'Restricted Chapters for my Stories<<] Sasha Montgomery has been cheated on over and over again ever since her first boyfriend. Now she believes that the reason why is because she just doesn't cut it in bed. Now for the sake of a future husband and her happily ever after, she's starting an experiment on of how to pleasure a man in bed. The lucky man? Her best friends twin who so happens to be her boss!

"He fulfilled her deepest desires." On a journey to fulfill the desires spewing inside her, Abigail Bennett finds herself at an anonymous club that looks more like Greek Heaven than a shabby BDSM establishment. It is the perfect place to meet the Greek God that is Preston Trice. He's ruthless, robust, arrogant, and believes he can walk on water. Most of all he's willing to fulfill all of Abigail's fantasies as long as she gives him total control. Drawn to a life she only read about in books and fantasied about in her dreams, Abigail is taken on a sexual awakening that enlightens her entire being. → | completed | → | highest ranking #1 in general fiction | Copyright © 2018 by paudickson. All Rights Reserved. Collared is completed and available on AMAZON for purchase as an ebook or FREE with Kindle Unlimited. You can head over to my profile for the link.

Meet Cameron Crawford: She smokes and considers sex a sport. She doesn't have sex with one man twice, but she engages in sexual activities more than twice a week. Meet Nathaniel Caine: He is Cameron's boss, and is disgusted by her promiscuity, but what can he do? The woman is good at her 'job'. Nathaniel later wants someone to pose as his fiancée for his family reunion and his only option is Cameron. A week can be a long time for a woman like Cameron to go without sex or her cigarette, but will she be tamed by Nathaniel? "NO sex with any of my family members, and if you ruin the plan, you won't get paid." Nate smiled wickedly. Cameron cocked a brow and smiled "What about sex with you?". Find out more in "Taming Cameron Highest rank: #17 in short story!

A loud growl emitted from his beautiful plump red lips "Mate..." [COMPLETED] Will contain mature content #Werewolf fan fiction Started : 31 March 2018 Ended : 15 July 2018

if you dont like smut or agegap this stort ain't for you 16+ It's all for laughs don't even take it serious 😘🥱

"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.

One month, one-hundred-thousand dollars. Within days of talking to the sexy, enigmatic, billionaire Damon Chase on a sugar baby dating site, he's taken all Marie St.Christi's worries away. He's bought her clothes, given her an apartment and an allowance--the only catch is she's to be his personal porn star. Things get complicated when sexting turns into something neither bargained for and Marie falls in love with Damon's dark side. But is she really in love with him or is she in love with the fact that after spending years in her best friend Hallie's shadow someone's finally paying attention to her? But can someone who buys a new sugar baby every month even love her back?

"Such a good girl for Daddy aren't ya Evelyn?" This is so wrong, but god it was so right. [Mature content-read at your own leisure]