This story is really HOT. Like really really really HOT. It's essentially about a college student learning about her hidden desire to submit to a man, with the help of her roommate & a very hot dominant man. This is a MATURE story & the smut within the story is VERY smutty, so be warned! BUT there's also substance to the story & it's a good read! Enjoy my loves :* EXCERPT - He cupped my breasts, and then he snarled. "Padded bra. As if you needed one." His hands were under my sweatshirt and he hauled the bra up, roughly, and then his hands were on me, feeling, squeezing, his palms grinding against my nipples. Those hands had spanked me and somehow that changed everything. His hands mattered. I arched into them, and then my head went back and he kissed my mouth again, lips and tongue forcing my mouth to give him what he wanted. "Can't think," I said, dazed, against his lips, and he growled at me for speaking. And then one hand dove into my pants, and a finger forced inward. My knees gave out entirely. We sank to the floor and he pinned me down, violently taking my mouth with his tongue and my pussy with his finger, and I learned what happens when you almost come and stop and then are touched again. I was out of control, my legs opened and my hips tilted. His fingers moved to my clit, then back inside me... everything ached and burned and it was all I could do not to beg for more. The late night fantasies were back, but now I was living one, the man who took, demanded, forced a young girl to feel things she didn't know about - my hips tilted up further, he twisted around and sucked a nipple roughly, painfully, and every muscle in me tensed, I couldn't stop, there was only more and faster- I came in that slow, violent way that takes away all control of your limbs and slams you again and again against the floor. My noises were guttural and raw, and when my eyes were closed all I saw was his dark, demanding gaze. --- OKAY NOW GO READ!

A girl moves in and finds her neighbour is all what she's been looking for. Warning: This is a dark, quick, and explicit romance and NOT what a normal relationship should look like. It's just a fantasy!! Then I met the man next door. And fuck. If he wasn't the guy every girls ever dreamed of. Well. Maybe not exactly what every girl dreams of. I saw him slap a girl across the face then grab her by the throat to pull her into his apartment. After making out with her against the wall. And really, met, isn't exactly the right word since that was the only time I saw him. We're neighbours now. And that night, right before he shut the door, he saw me, peeking around the corner. Saw me and smirked as if he knew something. Before shutting the door and leaving me standing there with my heart pounding. The rest of the night I couldn't eat. Couldn't sleep. I was so... aroused. And he was the only thing on my mind."

Did she even know what she was doing or what she wanted?

"I don't care if you want it or not, all I care about is you believing and admitting that you are mine. I don't care what lengths I have to go to make you believe that you're mine. You belong to me , I own you Chula " his voice alone sent chills down my spine. Staring into his eyes, all is see is fury, I clasped my hand on his tight hands trying to get him to stop. I begged him with my welled up eyes, begging him to stop. I couldn't produce any sound. He finally let go off me. I had to cough couple of times to clear my air passage. I stared at him and I can't even find any regrets, he still had the same expression on. "Michele you can't do this to me. I have a life back home, I have people out there that needs me.. ... " i was saying until I got snatched up again. This time his grip on my neck tightened . "What part of you belong to me now don't you understand !! " he yelled in my face. His eyes went from deep brown to dark. They are blazing with fury. I blinked rapidly and the tears finally flowed freely from my eyes. At this point, I know he's definitely going to kill me if he continues like this. He let go of me but immediately snatched my hands " I guess I have to remind you that you're mine After all " with that he starts dragging me as he walked.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥......

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt

'Now, get on your knees and open your mouth like a good girl.' Billionaire club-owner Nathaniel Sterling ruins pretty things like me. That's what I'm told the first time I step foot in his sensual night club, desperate for a loan. He's willing to give me what I need...but it comes at a steep cost. He wants my body. He wants ALL of me. I won't let him consume me and leave nothing behind. But in order to survive, I'll have to change...I'll have to be reborn. No one survives as they are in The Sinner's Club. For mature readers.

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Lonzo Mattia doesn't like strangers. When his underboss, Gabriel, invites his sister, Alexia, to stay at their house when her parents can no longer guarantee her safety, Lonzo is anything but pleased. The last thing he needs is something else to worry about, he only wants to build his empire without distractions. Alexia Dalton knows what she wants in life. After being brought up by vigilantes, Alexia wants to make a different path from the one that is set out for her. But when she moves into the mafia boss's house, nothing is simple when there are two mutual feelings between them. Hate and a lot of uncontrollable lust. Neither of them want to admit that they love the taste of it. ✧ ✧ ✧ Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Brother's boss/best friend - Forbidden Love - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - He falls first and harder - Dark themes - Spicy scenes

Any smut I feel like writing :)