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The Billionaire's Temporary Wife {*Completed*}

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LECTURES 10,755,779
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Parties 15
Durée 1h 21m

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Not trusting my voice for I was afraid it would be too high or squeaky, I just nodded and felt goosebumps rise as he gently began to detangle that particular knot with his deft and agile fingers. I lost the ability to think as I got a whiff of his shower gel. 

It is the most erotic--I mean exotic scent ever. 

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Addiction/Affliction {M.Healy}, écrit par trumanoodle

WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content. Not recommended for precious little eyes. Please remember to practice safe sex always and don't fall in love with boys like Matty. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My middle finger scrolled through the questions on my laptop, tapping loudly in annoyance. "Do you find yourself interrupted by sexual thoughts or desires as you are completing mundane daily tasks?" I asked him. Matty's index finger was tracing the square of his jaw now, which was atypically speckled with perfectly symmetrical stubble. I noticed every detail about him, the curve of his lips, the slant of his brows, the itty-bitty moles scattered on his face. "Sometimes," he answered. "For example, today, I was thinking about you in the shower, about how nice it'd be to fuck you against the glass door." I grinded my teeth together and clenched my hands tight. "Matty," I said, trying to be as firm as possible. "Those kinds of comments are inappropriate." Especially because I was imagining the same thing this morning, and for him to have been doing the same thing, it floored me. "You said to answer as truthfully and honestly as possible, Jones," he shrugged, toying with his hair. "My turn? Am I frustrating you, darling?"

LET LOVE LEAD..., écrit par princessalisha33

"We shouldn't be doing this here," i say heavily breathing clearly turned on by his huge hands caressing my thighs. "We shouldn't even be doing this at all," he whispers in my ear before chuckling and kissing my neck. He sucks on my neck and i start instantly getting wet. I've never felt this feeling before but it feels so fucking good. "You like that ma?," he says in between his breaths as he slowly rubs my inner thigh pushing my skirt up and getting closer to my wetness. The butterflies in my stomach implode as an unintentional moan escapes my lips. "Anyone can just come in the library," I say trying to come up with some excuse for this was getting a little too heated. "I could barely give a fuck," he says now pulling my chair closer towards his. He looks so fucking good it's making it very hard for me to resist him even though I know us being in the library isn't the biggest issue for why we can't be doing this. "You want me to stop ma?," he asks as he looks me deep into my eyes with his gorgeous smile of his. "Uuhh...,"

Spice, écrit par SugaryWinter

"Do you know what it feels like to sweat in bed, Bailey? Have you ever felt your body giving out, but being so consumed that you don't want to stop?" He looked up into her eyes with a predatory gleam. "It's raw, passionate, insatiable fucking. That's the carnal experience, and you've never felt it." *** After getting dumped over the phone two weeks before her wedding, thirty-year-old Silver Bailey's perfect life seems to come to an emotional stand-still. Her fiancé of ten years is gone, her wedding arrangements have to be cancelled, and she has to endure a work trip with the one person she despises the most in the world. Jared (Insert Expletive Here) Jung, also known as her ex's best friend. The two of them have been at loggerheads since the first time they met. Jared doesn't like her even a little bit, and Silver reciprocates in kind. Now, caught in a complicated situation, the two of them have to face tolerating each other for the sake of their professionalism, but a few unintentional peeks and a moment of carelessness between the two leads to an attraction that puts the burning sun to shame. Jared picks at the loose threads on the uptight Silver, and the unwound woman responds in kind with more than a fair share of jabs. One week, one bed, two hotheads. What could go wrong with that level of spice?

THE BOOK OF SECRETS BY TRISTAN SNOW, écrit par fuwbot

Hunter and I had known each other since we were children, the best of childhood friends that grew to more the older we got, he was my first kiss, my first orgasm, and I had even lost my virginity to him, we had had the same interests and the book of secrets was our thing, we had tried everything to find clues, I had thought he was my soul mate, but as i stood in our apartment, aghast!, as my jaw hit the floor when he'd said "he was sick and tired of looking for it and wasting his time with me to do it", i kept thinking this isn't him , it cant be, he's my soul mate and then my stomach dropped like a rock when he said. "I think we should go our separate ways, make a clean break, I've been thinking about it for a while now, I've got a job for a dig in Africa, and I am going to take it". Wow!, was all I could think, its like I meant nothing to him, 2 things happened to me at once, 1st I would make him pay for what he did to me , and 2nd id find the book myself and rub it in his stupid face. "Fine , go, see if I care", I said and I ran to the bedroom stuffed clothes into my overnight bag, passport and some money id stashed and headed for the door, I didn't even realise he was still here, until I almost ran straight into him. "Please we have to talk" he said "NO hunter, we don't" and I rushed for the door and ran for the elevator, once inside I heard footsteps running down the hall. "WAIT" he yelled "WAIT" WAIT"WAIT. Wait my arse, I said to myself, he rounded the corner, concern etched across his face, as the doors to the elevator slammed shut.

I Can't Be The Alpha's Mate, écrit par Red_Assassin

CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. "Katarina," my name passed his lips in a gruff whisper and I felt like I was going to melt into a puddle. Rafe's hands ran over my body as he backed me up to the bed. Everywhere our skin touched a fire burned within me. It consumed me. In that moment I wanted him more than anything. I was hyper aware of his hardness pressed against me and I bit my lip. Looking into his dark eyes I could see his desire. His mouth was on my neck, his teeth grazing the skin. I let out a moan as he hit my sweet spot and I could feel his body react to it. He pressed harder against me and slowly slid a hand down the front of my jeans, leaving a tingling path as he made his way. "I want you to say it Katarina," he said. I felt his hand stroking me and I bit my lip. There was no doubt I wanted more, and he wanted to give it to me. "Say what?" I asked, my voice strained as I tried to hold my composure. "You know what," he said sliding my shirt up, sucking on my exposed breast as he teased me below. I moaned again and I could feel him smile. He thrust two fingers in and my control started breaking. I couldn't remember the previous arguments with myself, I couldn't remember why I had been so afraid of him, I couldn't remember why I had tried staying away. All I knew was I didn't want him to stop, I wanted more. "Rafe, I'm-"

Maid for You, écrit par CabertSilversmith

Jocelyn thrust her head backward and groaned in frustration. Aroused as she was, all her nerve endings had become very sensitive. She closed her eyes as her arousal left her no choice but to focus completely on the sensitive touch of the metal spoon edging ever closer to her sex. She was ready for him to take her right now. She wanted to feel his finger or the spoon on her clitoris. She wanted to come. She could almost scream in frustration. Tied as she was, there was nothing that she could do herself. How much cream did he still have left to eat...? Just how much closer can he get and still not quite hit my... As his spoon finally ran gently over the tender lips of her vagina, her whole body shivered. Oh my God! That was it. Do it again...! + + + Marc woke up one Sunday morning to find Jocelyn on his doorstep. Someone had given him a gift of this lovely maid to help him with his housework for a year. Who had done it, and why? While Marc tries to find out what is going on, Jocelyn finds out about Marc's dark desires. She pushes him until he brings them out into the light. The tables turn and the cheeky Jocelyn finds herself willingly fulfilling services that go way beyond the initial gift of a little more free time... + + + Note: This is a teaser. The full work is available on Amazon. With 21 out of 32 Chapters, it is quite a long teaster...! Enjoy...;-)

Addicted | 18+, écrit par bbyxlvs

[BILLIONAIRE SERIES] [BOOK 1] "Do you want to kiss me?" "No, I want to devour you completely. Every inch of your body and soul belongs to me. Let another man touch you, and you'll find him six feet deep into the ground. And you will end up in my bed, fucked in every hole until the only name you remember is mine. Do you understand, love?" The way his dark words rolled out of his mouth, it sounded so sensual. "Yes." I breathed out. "You say yes so easily." The corner of his lips curved up, and the next second, his lips were on mine. The heat, the pleasure, the firm pressure of his lips, and soft glide of his tongue against mine. The kiss was so demanding and rough. A moan slipped from my mouth to his earning a groan from him as my fingers slid into his hair and my back pressed against the wall. My body liquefied in his touch as I felt sparks consuming my skin. If he hadn't been holding me up, I would've melted right there. His tongue slid in my mouth, devoring it just like he said.

Rose of Silk, écrit par Mazzy_Q

Queenie Ramirez wasn't expecting to fall for CEO business man Maxwell Roseman. They have many encounters from time to time, but when they have a one-night-stand she soon learns he's married as she struggles to learn that she might be gay and she also comes in contact with Miracle Simmons who helps her through this journey as Queenie comes to love who she truly is. + I did as I was told; He told me to undress and take a breath. For it was my first time with anyone and I was nervous; you could hear my heart race. I thought it was about to jump out my chest. I stood there in the middle of his master bedroom bare ass naked exposed to the cold air coming through the vent even though the windows were locked shut and the blinds were down. Both palms started to sweat as they leaked through my hands. My nipples were either hard because I wanted him, or they get like that when exposed to certain temperatures. I suddenly, heard a voice coming from down the hallway. He was standing by the door by the time I turned around. It was him, Maxwell Roseman. "Wow; you look beautiful!" he says as he walks toward me keeping eye contact. I shied away as my cheeks started to blush. He circled around me as he studied the shape of my body by gently touching my waist which made my eyes flutter with excitement and desire for him. He stood behind me and rubbed my shoulders to relax me a little more.

His Blogger, écrit par Gray2143

" 'I moaned as he pounded into me relentlessly while gently circling his finger around my clit. The hot water from the shower poured down on us and the small water droplets cascaded down our bodies, contrasting with the cool tile wall I was thrown up against. I straddled him as he continued to thrust deeper and deeper into me, causing me to climb higher and higher into pure bliss. "Shit Ace, I'm close" I breathed out in between moans, I gasped as he took my nipple in his mouth and bit down. "Cum for me princess" And with that, I came undone, digging my nails into his back and shaking with pleasure. He groaned with me an-" "Danny get your ass off that damn laptop before I come over there and snap it in half" I rolled my eyes at my roommate and powered down the laptop. This blog is going to be the death of me. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Danny Accola, a smart and frisky sophomore in college, is drowning in debt, stress, and mountains of workloads. Part of that workload in the college's daily online blog she was unwillingly assigned to do at the beginning of the year. Luckily, she can write about ANYTHING she wants, so she takes out her sexual frustrations on the safest place in the world... the internet. Ace Mitchell is hot, to say the least. Every girl on campus drools all over him and he loves the attention. But when a certain girl makes a snarky remark about him and his "estrogen vultures" he's drawn to her challenge and wants her instantly.

Everything happens for a reason, écrit par SonaGalstyan

"You smell like strawberries," I said with a smile. "I love strawberries." "I know. It was your shower gel that gave me this smell," she blushed a bit.

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Addiction/Affliction {M.Healy}

WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content. Not recommended for precious little eyes. Please remember to practice safe sex always and don't fall in love with boys like Matty. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My middle finger scrolled through the questions on my laptop, tapping loudly in annoyance. "Do you find yourself interrupted by sexual thoughts or desires as you are completing mundane daily tasks?" I asked him. Matty's index finger was tracing the square of his jaw now, which was atypically speckled with perfectly symmetrical stubble. I noticed every detail about him, the curve of his lips, the slant of his brows, the itty-bitty moles scattered on his face. "Sometimes," he answered. "For example, today, I was thinking about you in the shower, about how nice it'd be to fuck you against the glass door." I grinded my teeth together and clenched my hands tight. "Matty," I said, trying to be as firm as possible. "Those kinds of comments are inappropriate." Especially because I was imagining the same thing this morning, and for him to have been doing the same thing, it floored me. "You said to answer as truthfully and honestly as possible, Jones," he shrugged, toying with his hair. "My turn? Am I frustrating you, darling?"