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Diary of a Hypnotic Nympho (Sleeping With My Mothers Man)

Diary of a Hypnotic Nympho (Sleeping With My Mothers Man)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Aug 2, 2018
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Romance
YOU GOING TO HAVE TO SUBSCRIBE TO READ ALL THE CHAPTERS Seeing her mother go through the break up with her father and being sexually abused by her mother new boyfriend. She vowed not to ever rely on a man for anything, not for phsical, emotional, or sexual purposes. When she met her moms new boyfriend everything had changed for her. She began having dreams of him and her body craved for him. When she finally gave into to her sexual desire things really changed. Now everytime she have the craving she have to have sex with him. She wants to be the good girl she is but her body wants different. How can she tame this urge or does she really want it fixed?
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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