Metal in Honey
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Under The Bed
As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.Completa
My Bro's Hot Friend
"Lock the door"-I mumbled. "What? Are you scared that the janitor might hear us? Or are you afraid to wake the broomsticks up?" "I'm scared my brother might pass on the hallway and hear me fucking with you..." #6 in badboy!!Completa
Not Your Average Ghostface X Reader
Hello my dear friends! You like blood? Violence? Subject matter of an explicit sexual nature? Then look no further than this: "Not Your Average Ghostface X Reader" (Ghostface X Reader) Story! Your boyfriend just stormed out of your house after (yet another) one of his outbursts. Getting into his car and leaving despite knowing damn well he was too drunk to be behind the wheel. You'd gotten so tired of the abuse, you almost hoped he wouldn't end up making it back. It seemed easier than breaking it off. Safer; for you, at least. But things seem to go from bad, to one hell of an adventure that you were not expecting. Your phone won't stop ringing. And the voice on the other line is not one you can recognize. He says he's after blood tonight, and you could have sworn you heard movement from inside the house. Will the stranger take another life tonight? Or will he take more than just that? Can you last the whole night alone with him? 18+!!!🔞 GRAPHIC VIOLENT AND SEXUAL CONTENT- NOT SUITABLE FOR ALL AUDIENCES ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ : Blood, gore, dead insects/entomology-pinning/taxidermy, domestic violence/domestic abuse, physical assault, graphic sexually explicit scenes, mask kink, breath play/choking, knife play, praise kink, degradation kink, blindfolding, cuckolding, and murder.
𝑹𝑼𝑳𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 𝑯𝑰𝑴 |18+|✔️
"What do you want?" I ask, defeated. "You." A blush creeps up my cheek despite being held captive in his arms. "I meant what do you want me to do now?" I ask. "For starters, I want to feel you under me, shivering, begging, crying." What is wrong with this man? He continues, in a dreamy rasp, "I want to you begging for mercy underneath me. I want this porcelain skin," he traces a finger lightly over my arm, "marked and bruised. I want you writhing in pleasure. Can you give me that?" I gulp. I feel hot. "You'll love it." He says. ☆☆☆ 𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑨𝑽 𝑺𝑬𝑯𝑮𝑨𝑳 Uncaring, winner, ruler Manav doesn't like to loose control, but ever since he's met her, he can't control his actions. ☆☆☆ 𝑨𝑽𝑵𝑰 𝑲𝑨𝑼𝑹 Charming, Social, Spoilt, artist Avni has the perfect life on the outside, but somethings are not meant to be told to the world, like having a stalker. ☆☆☆ Book 4 of BY HIM series ☆ONGOING☆Completa
As a child you always fear the monster under your bed or in your closet. Maybe you watched a scary movie or were told a horror story to make you believe something was under there. You jump onto your bed and jerk your limbs away from the edge or always shut your closet door. Then you hide under the covers in hopes that they don't get to you. As you grow older you realize the invisible monster under your bed is just that, invisible. Its not that they don't exist, it's just that you don't see them. You write off the bumps in the night as the wind or shifting floorboards but they're lies. Little white lies you tell yourself so you can sleep at night. Well I'm here to tell you that whatever is causing those bumps is very real. In my case, the source doesn't hide in my closet but rather under my bed. And he's determined to drag me right there with him. Can you be friends with the monster under your bed? ** "Ask me Aria," he rasped. His voice dripped with temptation that would make the devil jealous. His lips were brushing against mine as we leaned into each other. I felt like I was drowning in his presence. The hand that was on my breast had moved to my waist, keeping me close even as I tipped towards him. His hand was still on my sex, leisurely teasing the area. "Please," I whispered. Something mixed between a growl and a purr escaped him. It vibrated deeply from his chest. I thought he would kiss me but he didn't. His lips hovered over mine before they softly traced my cheek. I gasped when his hands moved to under my arms, moving me until I straddled his thigh.
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