❝You feel so good, 𝐌𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧.❞ He moans in my ear before arching me on his desk. I tried to keep my moans at a minimum, but he felt incredible as he was pummeling me from behind. ❝I can't get enough of you,❞ he groans, the erotic symphonies of our skin slapping bringing me closer to ruin. ❝I'm insatiable when it comes to you, Quinn.❞ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ What transpires when a young, billion dollar CEO gets rejected by his daughter's teacher? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟐/𝟐𝟎/𝟐𝟒 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟒/𝟑𝟎/𝟐𝟒 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - # 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 - # 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 - #𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐰𝐰𝐦

The world calls him cold.nonchalant. He stopped correcting them a long time ago. Then he meets her. She treats him like a man instead of a headline. He makes her question every wall she has ever built. Neither of them planned for this. But somehow, she became the only one who ever made him care. 🗓️ Updates every Thursday

Halle and Issac don't do feelings but when late nights turn into stolen moments the tension turns into something they can't ignore. Halle and Issac both have secrets of their own, do they keep running or risk everything for the one person? Because love isn't just about falling. Sometimes, it's about letting yourself be unmasked.

Earning a bachelor's degree in business and owning a professional cleaning service gave her the financial security that too many young women craved but failed to obtain. Though Sorrow's business acumen gave her the freedom to make any decisions she wished, difficulties in her previous love life left Sorrow somewhat jaded concerning the opposite sex. Based on her experiences, Sorry Olivia Shay makes up her mind that decent men no longer exist. Instead of searching for someone to share her accomplishments with, she invests most of her time in building her business. All is well as far as Sorrow is concerned until one unexpected event occurs in her life. A loner his entire life, Eli Asher Greenfield has never been confused with the "Jock" or the "Life of the Party". For better or worse, Asher is the "Nice Guy," and unfortunately for him, they say nice guys always finish last... or do they? Prosecuting Attorney Greenfield is a socially awkward introvert, who manages to navigate the painful yet shameful existence of a divorcee. By focusing his attention on his career, Asher secures an existence with no further mishaps. With pencil-sharp features, a tall lean frame, and an air of nerdy sophistication that some might consider "Dorky Sexiness", Asher loses himself in work to shield himself from women and the failures he associates with them. What will become of Asher and Sorrow when their business relationship takes an unexpected turn for which neither of them is prepared? This is a Curvy Community Romance: #DISCLOSURE #CelebrateBlackStories #Curvy #Community #EyesLipsFierce ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️

『 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: 《 His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

Payton Akande is a successful independent black woman. Ethan Sonnie is the heir to Sonnie Inc. Payton has known Ethan since 5th grade. Through 8th grade, they had a undeniable connection. But when they went their separate ways, they left behind their first loves. A reunion in a local coffee shop sparks their romance and throws them back into the world of love.

We have now left the store and are out of ear shot so I said, "You dated that?" and she's a terrible person, I get to shame her if I want to. "Believe me, I'm embarrassed too." he responded with a chuckle. Our hands are still interlocked but this time, there's no part to play. Best friends, am I right? ***** To know Dionne Adler was to know what true peace was... or that's how it appears. Her greatest friends were the words written on pages that either famous authors wrote, her father's or sometimes her own. She always got good grades in school because she wasn't one of those people that would prioritize relationships rather than her future. Not that romance ever interested her anyway. At least until him. He was a breath of fresh air after being suffocated for so long. She didn't know what drove her to him but she had to have him. Grayson Spade was your classic hopeless romantic. He always wanted what he couldn't have for the thrill of the chase and the feeling of falling. His biggest fault was always falling too fast and he swore to never make that mistake again. But the moment he met her, he knew he couldn't let her go. There was something about her that he admired and it was nothing that he'd ever seen before. He had to have her. They were polar opposite's but yet, they were still each other's balance. ***** This story contains mature language and scenes. Proceed with caution. There will be a warning before any type of violence or mature scenes. ***** Highest rankings: #1 in dionne #1 in best friends to lovers #6 in college romance #9 in sprite #4 in mcdonald's

"you simply existing is enough for me to know that i was made specifically for you."