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The Long Game

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The woman's eyes filled with love and admiration as she gazed down at him. She cupped his face with her soft, manicured hands and rested her forehead against his, exhaling in unison.
"Kenzo... حبيبي" He lifted his face to meet her gaze, and as he closed his eyes, a tear slid down his cheek. Despite the respect he commanded from others due to his past, he was vulnerable in her presence. Her heart ached for him, knowing how strong he was around others, masking his pain behind a tough exterior. 
"Look at me, Guapo."As he opened his eyes, he drew her closer to his body. She was making every effort to get him to look at her. She shut her eyes and ran her hands through his hair while humming a low melody. He held her even tighter, causing her to furrow her eyebrows and try to hug him back as hard as she could. A soft cry escaped from his lips, which made her break down. She looked up at the evening sky and let a few tears roll down her face.All Rights Reserved

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In Control by goldmelanin17

[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.

Strawberry & Cigarettes by lilcvpidd

🍓 x 🚬 Xaliana Ali XALIANA is a married women. She's from Afghanistan. She was forced to marry AYAAN because she was caught having a relationship with a village boy. They have been married for 4 years, she was 17 then, now she's 20. She's very bubbly without her narcissistic 48 year old husband. Xaliana went to her friend Isadora mansion but when Ayaan called her to come back she couldn't walk in the night of New York streets alone so isadora called her brother to get Xaliana home. But she didn't even know isadora has an older brother.. {slow burn} D'Angelo Ace He's an TSA ASSASSIN, (top secret assassin) he works for the government as a secret assassin. His brutal job made him have an empty heart for anyone. He has power because of his job and intense powerful demeanor. He has a younger sister that he rarely sees because of his travels and missions, but he tries to come home at night so she feels safe.But one late night Isadora woke him up to drop her friend...he didn't even know she had friends..but he could care less about her friends. ••• "Show me" Angels eyes soften into mine Why?" "I want to see how many times you needed me and I wasn't there." •• My breathing sightly stopped when I see the pregnancy test in Ayaans hand. Oh no.. "Who's child is this?" his eyes darken at me and stepped forward. "Yours" I lied "YOU never had sex with me!" •• Angels sanpaku eyes stared sharply at mine and I returned it with my almond shaped eyes. He was leaned against his car staring at me. his friends stared at me too. "You sure? My brother can drop you off" Dora said as all his friends whistled. HE doesn't know I'm married. "No my husband will"

NO DOUBT [bwwm] by bunnygirlsenpaistwin

『 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: 《 His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

The Love That Hurts (#Billionaire's Obsession) | ✓ by _purplesky12

"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔" •••• "Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention. "Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him. •••• His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping. (Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this) Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft. "You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go. "And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me." Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."

The Inferno's Indulgence by Eroticaaddict

❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure. I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want. "I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts." He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans. I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself. "Your breasts." he admits. "You love...?" I ask. "You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear. → Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth. #1 Manxwoman #2 Forbiddenromance #2 Blackwoman #2 Slowbuild

Accidentally Yours. Season 1 by lunaaaflix

Harsha : "Come in." He said, not even bothering to look up from his work. He was wearing a beige linen suit with a crisp white shirt underneath.Okay, not bad," I thought, even though he looked hot. Not that I would ever admit it, of course! Akshu : "Yes, sir, do you need something? You called me in the middle of the celebrations-not that I'm complaining or anything." I clearly stated it sarcastically, showing my displeasure at being called out of all the classroom representatives. He finally looked up and locked his gaze on me, staring without blinking for what felt like minutes. We held each other's eyes, as if time itself had come to a standstill around us. His intense gaze held something I couldn't quite describe, and slowly, he stood up, still saying nothing. The air between us crackled with unspoken tension. He slowly began to take steps toward me-step, step, step... I instinctively started to back away, gulping as he closed the distance between us, striding toward me like I was his prey. He finally reached me, pinning me against the wall, and just as I was about to say something, he leaned in closer......... Harsha : "Shhhhhh." I was scared, my heart racing like a drum. Suddenly, he leaned in closer, his face inches from mine, and... To find out what happens next, start reading the story! 🫣🫣🫣😂😂😂😂 Professor x student Slow burn Age gap Grumpy x sunshine Started: 16-october-2024 Ending : 22-january-2025

SELF DESTRUCTIVE CURIOSITY by HAILSTORM2119

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[tos-kah] by hakunaruu

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In Control

[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.