The Blues, is set in the 1920s, where the icy winter of New York has taken over. My main character is called Silas Costello. He's charming, intelligent, educated, filthy rich, and extremely lonely. We open on a cold night, 3 months after his release from his 5 year prison sentence during the end of the first World War. It's been weeks of emptiness with nothing to bring him joy, until fate continuously brings him back to a mysterious woman. She's quite ragged and skinny, her body hugged by a large coat, fishnet stockings and large stiletto heels, always carrying at least a gram of Heroin around. She's soundless, not a word past her lips, which has turned her into a complete mystery. Eagerness fills him, keen on knowing more about this strange woman that has been slowly making her way into his life, but is that possible? Is she more than just the Heroin in her pocket?
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This is a sneek peak on my new, historical romance novel "The Blues". It will warm your little hearts. I truly hope you can support this as it means a lot to me and hopefully it will mean something to you too once you read it.
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Tatyana.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....