I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

Lila Hayes is a snobby, uptight seventeen year old, with her heart set on going to fashion school in London, but unfortunately due to a controlling father and lack of courage, she has no choice in what she wants to do with her life. On a journey of self-discovery she finds herself falling for the boy she's hated ever since she was five; Lakyn Westbrook. Their hatred for each other is completely mutual, but when a new friend, an obsessed best friend and a new found liking comes into the picture, they find themselves changing each other for the better. That is until a mysterious death erupts in Dayton Lakes, testing their friendship group and their relationship as well. Loving Lakyn follows a group of high school students through their experiences of sex, drugs, friendships, love and trauma. *** This book contains mature language and scenes, an extremely rude main character and a hell of a lot of character development. Hang in there, I promise it gets better. NSFW content and possibly triggering scenes

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

❝The more you care, the more you have to lose.❞ What happens when the person you love holds a gun to your head? You tell them to pull the trigger.

. . . ❝Once upon a time, a girl fell in love with her husband and made the stars realise that they'd gotten her soulmate wrong.❞ . . . It's a daunting thing, your first love. It's new, making you unsure and doubt whether it's love or just a mere, temporary obsession. But what's more terrifying is when that love is unrequited. It's worse when you're around that person day in and out, making you forever be in agony that they will never see you the same way, forever be crying to the stars about why they're inflicting such torture by making you fall in love. Only to experience such pain, such heartbreak, such torment. That was her life. Those were her days, where she was too blinded to see the future right in front of her by thinking that her love was unrequited. Until he came along and made her see that even though first love was powerful, it was your final love - the love that your heart had locked away only for your soulmate - that held so much more power and strength, especially when you were tied together by a bond far too beautiful for words. Marriage.

Nicholas Salvatore the heir to the Salvatore's throne. Born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he basically had everything in the palm of his hand. A player with the body of a Greek God and face liked a model, the new Don changed women like they were his toys. His hands scarred from murders, dangers lingered wherever he went, his aura had everyone feared his presence. What happened when he met his match? The first woman he wanted but couldn't have. Anastasia Rayne was born to be a killing machine of her father. Trained to seduce and murder since before she even knew what lipstick was, she was a mafia princess after all. The goddess with a figure of an hour glass and eyes that bewitched every guys under her spell. She came to England for a mission under her father command with a perfect plan under her sleeves. A plan that crumbled the moment she met a pair of grey eyes. • book two of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

❝I would burn for all eternity to feel your touch once more.❞ Former mafia member now turned barista, Lorenzo Castello, is running away from his family to grieve a sudden loss when he meets a paramedic with no impulse control that turns his world upside down. ─────────── Lorenzo Castello, son of one of the most known mafia leaders in Italy, tried everything in his power to make sure no blood was shed unless absolutely necessary. But after witnessing his younger brother murder five men in cold blood just because his father told him to do so, he realised just how messed up his family was. After a fatal fire that destroyed everything he ever cared about, he decided to leave Italy and everything that had to do with the mafia behind and booked the first airplane ticket he could find. A new identity meant a new beginning for him and so he was no longer Lorenzo Castello but Adam Harrison who worked at a cafe in the morning and at a bar at night to make ends meet. Everything was going on smoothly, just like he had predicted. Until she came along. ─────────── A 'SINS OF OUR FATHERS' NOVEL ─────────── COMPLETED / REWRITING OFFLINE COPYRIGHT © 2024 NATALIA TAYLOR

A Sports Romance • Basketball/Soccer/Lacrosse • Two Neighbor Enemies. One Fake Relationship. • "I'm sick and tired of pretending. I want us. I want you and me." "And so what? Do you want to be with me? Because I'm sure tired of being a second choice." "You were never the second choice. I just came back from my dad's to tell you I chose you." Easton's voice erupts from behind Mauricio. The world goes still. "I told you, I'd never make you choose, but for the sake of the three of us...this needs to be done. Who do you choose, Malia?" So much for no rules in bad ideas. • Seniors Malia, Easton, and Mauricio have a situation. A bad idea kind of situation. • Introduction, Extended Synopsis, & Author's Note inside. • S: 01/12/2021 E: 09/12/2023 The Morhills Elites Series/Book One/Four Parts (©mimisarai 2021) • Current Status: Completed (First Draft)

She was like the stars, already dead. The summer of 21. The summer she would never forget. It wasn't just the heat of summer, it was him. Archer Luca. She wanted to impact the world, but she didn't have to go far. The world turned out to be him. After a friendship sparks between Elizabeth SKye and Archer Luca during a late night talk at the park, they decide to take on the summer together. Eleven weeks, seventy-seven days to just say "Fuck it, wherever life takes us." Awards: Longlisted in The Romance Fiction Awards Top 130 out of 900 1st Place- teen fiction (Magical Grand Awards)