"Did you like slamming my body on the wall love?" Delilah said sitting up straighter. Axel looked at Delilah with wide eyes before looking at his book again. "Love, I asked you a question." Delilah said taking his book from him. "Did you like man handling?" Delilah looked in his eyes feeling herself become wet again. "I-I'm sorry. I should have never done-done that." Axel said avoiding eye contact with her. Delilah stayed quiet looking at him with wide eyes. She wanted Axel to take her on the table right now. She wanted him to slap her in the face and ass with his belt as she begged for more. "I-I have to go." Axel said packing his things up quickly before walking out the library door. Delilah picked her pencil up placing it in her mouth making it wet, she then opened her legs and placed the pencil to her clit. She then stuck the pencil inside of her, feeling her eyes roll to the back of her head.

I'm Your Weakness 1.5 Never steal from a rich man.

A bad girl gone good. That was supposed to be Nikoletta's story. But one fateful choice puts her in the path of the wrong kind of trouble, with a man she knows nothing about. Except that she's drawn to him, like a moth to a flame

Dean é filho de Derek Hale; Eddie é filho de Stiles Stilinski; Quando os dois garotos se metem em confusão e os pais são chamados na escola, muitas mangas são postas para cima. E com uma pequena confusão, surgem grandes confissões. ° One-Shot Sterek ° Concluída

An unlucky bride makes a deal with a God of War to bless her marriage. Unfortunately, her husband has other plans and leaves her for dead at his altar. #8 in Romance #1 in Gods #2 in Fantasy Romance #65 in Love

His sister's suicide destroyed him. Left him rotting from the inside out. His misery was so strong sometimes he couldn't breathe, think, or feel. So he had to do something, anything to make what was wrong, right. After all, misery loves company.

[COMPLETED] "You're so beautiful." He whispers, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. "It's a shame you won't be so much when I'm finished with you. I'm gonna play you like a piano, my precious girl." "We shouldn't be doing this Cyrus." I whisper staring up at him. His face hardens and he slips his thumb in between my lips. "Open your legs for me, pretty baby." In which a dominant, thirty year old man, who has never been in a serious relationship, becomes infatuated with a twenty-three year old black girl.