When Kris Reynolds finds out that he's in love with his promiscuous PA, he decides to do the unthinkable; seduce her until he is the only man she thinks about. ****** "Have you so easily forgotten that I'm just some whore who can't stick to one man?" "I can make you want only me." His lips drawled on her arched neck, leaving tingly sensations everywhere. When the hell did she arch it anyways? "I can make you think of only me and no one else. I can get you to beg for my touch even though there are a thousand options out there." ❌ This story contains graphic description of sex and is intended for an audience 🔞 and above.

Jess's boyfriend Sam has apparently made some plans for her birthday that he promises she'll like. Anticipation is high as Jess waits to see what is in store for her kink focused birthday weekend. 18+ NSFW. Themes of Sex, BDSM, Medfet, D/S, etc

Karina is definitely the shy type . Very few friends . Very inactive social life . Very boring life . She meets East who lives a completely opposite lifestyle . What happens when their two worlds collide ?

She's got walls higher than her heels. He's got ink, secrets... and a body built for sin. Jade Moss doesn't do distractions. As a personal trainer and gym owner in Atlanta's West End, her focus is on her grind-not on smooth-talking men with dark pasts and too much swagger. So when Dave Brewster strolls into her world-tatted up, freshly legit, and fine as hell-she's not impressed. Especially not after their first run-in leaves her tempted and annoyed. But Dave isn't just any man. He's patience wrapped in heat. Danger hiding behind slow smiles. And he's not backing down-especially when he finds out her best friend is dating his. They should've stayed in their lanes. But sweat turns to touches, and tension turns to craving. Just as they're learning to trust what's real, Dave's past comes knocking... and it's not leaving quietly. In a city built on hustle and scars, can love survive the heat? Or will the fire burn them both down first?

Would you be there for me, if the whole world was against me ?

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚.

Dearly Beloved, I miss you more than words can describe. When you left it felt like a part of me went with you too. Does Heaven have a phone number? If so please send it to me so I can call and talk to you, tell you I miss you, and how much I truly love you. Though you're gone physically-you'll always be with me mentally. Sleep in Peace. Love Always, Your lover

Zoe Narah Garcia, with a tough family situation and a rocky relationship about to shatter, she decides it's time to take a break and enjoy herself. Jerome Black, hired hitman by the Black Cobras, considered a full blown psychopath with no known vulnerabilities, he is sent to deal some of his older brother's business in Spain. What happens when Zoe's boyfriend becomes the bad guy and Jerome manages to play his role of savior? Two worlds collide with a bang and a boom, changing lives forever. Will it be for the better or worse? Read to find out. ┴┈┈┈┈■┈┈┈┈┴ 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓒𝓸𝓫𝓻𝓪 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 🔞 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 ┬┈┈┈┈□┈┈┈┈┬ "Though I would love to feed you myself, you're not a baby for me to sit with, regardless of what your... beliefs are." Forest green eyes lowered to my parted lips, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "But I'll give you this, guarding anyone wasn't apart of my plans either." As he turned to the door, I felt the heat vanish at the process of his words, the anger boiling instead. "No, and here I thought you're just a product of my imagination." He stopped, turning to look at me over his shoulder. He blinked slowly before saying, "Did you like me that much?" My breath caught at the sound of his tone. Husky, deep, practically oozing sex, just like his appearance. "Wh-what?" I stammered confused. He smirked, facing me again as he stepped closer. I stepped back, hitting with the back of my thighs the foot of the bed, and he followed, stopping before I fell into the cushions. ❝𝓓𝓲𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝓴𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷?❞

"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion