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Once Upon A Caterer

Leituras 367
Votos 23
Capítulos 19
Tempo 3h 22m

Leituras 367
Votos 23
Capítulos 19
Tempo 3h 22m

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NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER 13!
Butterflies fluttered in Mallory's stomach as she slowed her car to a stop in front of the huge, intricately crafted wrought iron gates.  She jumped slightly at a tapping on her window.  A kindly-looking man in a security uniform motioned for her to roll it down.
"ID?"  He asked in a routine manner.
"Um, yeah," Mallory fished her driver's license out of her purse and handed it to the man.  "I'm with the catering company," she explained, somewhat unnecessarily; she was wearing a white button-down shirt with the Carly's Catering logo on it.  The real guests at this party would be decked out in ball gowns and tuxes.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Chasing Cherry Pie , de tiannamaree93

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into with me" he murmured, lips almost touching my ear. "I trust you" I breathed back, staring into those dark green eyes that were so deep I felt like I was drowning. "no deberías" [you shouldn't] he whispered before claiming my mouth. ____________________________________________ Luna Swan, at the ripe age of twenty-three finally decided to make the leap and move to the place of her dreams; New York City. Apartment 23A - Her new home is everything she ever dreamed it would be, and she is finally ready to take on the world... until she meets her new neighbour. Right next door in apartment 23B, Tanner Black is the type of man you don't look at for too long. Not because he isn't the sexiest man on the block, but the cold and bastardly attitude he has is enough to scare even the bravest of them off. Will Luna ever get Tanner to open up to her? Or will she end up bitter and resentful for the sexual frustration and high walls he puts up to keep her out...

The Wars of Ivory White (Book I: The Protector), de ShadeandShadows

Edited version of "The Protector." Excerpt: "You are my mate," he said to her coldly. Tracy looked at him intensely. "What does that mean in werewolf?" She asked curiously. "It means that you are my soulmate.'" "You don't sound happy about it." Tracy said cocking her head to the side. Closely studying his features, she briefly considered what it would be like to be a Luna. "Honestly, I could care less. My plan was to announce a mate this evening. You conveniently showed up. I don't intend to change my ways. I can have any woman I want, anytime I want her. You're mine by right, so get over it." "I am not anyone's property. Especially not yours." Tracy said firmly, hiding her tormented feelings. "I refused to be used. "she said angrily. Crowding Tracy's body with his arms, he boxed her in against the bookcase and growled. "I own you." "Really? I don't see 'Property of Douche Bag' written here." Tracy said, her voice heavy with sarcasm. Jonathan's scent was strong, arousing the tickle in her nose. The heat from his muscular frame drew her body closer. Holding firmly, she refused to melt into him. Jonathan dropped his heavy gaze to the rapid pulse beating visible on her pulsing neck. Stroking a single finger over the spot where his mark would be, he caused her to shiver. "That can be rectified." he said seductively. "Try it and I'll muzzle you." She snapped. Jonathan's green eyes darkened. lunging forward, he grabbed Tracy by the throat and pulled her forward. Elongating his teeth, Tracy remained calm. "You shouldn't have done that." she chuckled. Feeling the powers surge through her veins, her grey eyes glowed a burning silver. "You really shouldn't have."

Rrinkers, de Dianejameswriter

Lucas was beyond annoyed. "Why'd you press that button?" He said, angrily. "It was an accident." "Well, we're stopped now. You pressed the stopping button." "Ok...can you undo it?" "Do I look like elevator maintenance?" "Fine!" She said with the same tone, as she pressed the red button on the elevator key. She assumed that the red button was for elevator maintenance. "What are you doing?!" Lucas exclaimed. "What?" "You just pressed the fire button. Now the fire department is going to show up!" "Well, how am I supposed to know?! I thought it was the help button." All of her tiredness went away in the heat of the moment. "Maybe open your eyes and read what it says." "Open my eyes?!" She was livid, so she let him have it. "I had two hours of sleep last night! Two! Because someone decided that they want to have a nightclub in their pent house...in the middle of the night! Oh and to add on that...I've been at work for the past eighteen hours! Eighteen! So don't start telling me to open my eyes and read what it says when you're the reason I am so sleep deprived and making mistakes!" Lucas just stared at her with a straight face and asked in the most serious tone, "Are you normal?"

The Girlfriend Experience ✔, de ObsessedwFiction

Warning: Mature themes. "Alex? What's wrong?" I noticed his bulge pressed against me. "I didn't bring any protection," he mumbled. "Oh, I have some condoms in my purse," I told him, brushing my worries away. "You do? Did you anticipate..." "I always supply the protection for my clients," I reassured him. "Clients?" He loosened his hold on me and I got on my feet. "What do you mean clients?" "Alex," I stated, my tone firm and serious, "You know that I'm an escort, right?" "You're a what?" ~o~ Valerie has life in the palm of her hands, making an earning as an escort and living luxuriously through her clients. Her days are free and her nights are fun. That is, until she is approached by a regular client about posing as his friend's girlfriend for a weekend trip. Alex is a workaholic and he's not ashamed of it. But with the pressure his parents put on him, he has to find a girlfriend quick since he had let it slip that he already has one. This white lie leads him to vent to his best friend, Lance, for help and with a pat on the back, Lance reassures him that everything will be alright. Unexpected passion between an unlikely pairing shakes up their lives in more ways than one as one weekend turns into many.

His Tesoro (The James Series book 1 )(BWWM), de sjpwell

BIG DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was a CHILD. The MC's are underage. If it makes you uncomfortable, please DO NOT read. This book is still up due to it being a comfort book, outside the smut. It touches on mental health and can be relatable. PLEASE, THIS IS A WARNING! THEY ARE UNDERAGE. "let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

Mr Hulk's Jelly Bunny (Completed)✔ EDITING, de Sheewrites_4fun

HIGHEST RANKING-1st in Cool & Laugh! {08/07/18} Elena/Lena Matthews is an eighteen year old simple curvy girl with a bit of sass who loves her family very much. Overall she is a good person...unless you get on her bad side but she has a huge obssession for vampires,little did she know that these creatures do exist... Ethan Storm is a one hell of a hot-headed and most feared vampire prince who has found out that Lena is his mate and he will do anything to make Lena his.. But will Lena accept to be his mate? Read to find out.. ---------- I could feel my face heating up that I tried to take deep breaths to calm myself down. The hug was incredible. It was not a friendly hug which I usually get from my friends or my parents or even Leo. This one was different. It was soothing and comfy. After a few minutes later we parted and he looked at me in the eyes. "My Jelly Bunny I am sorry for what happened later. It is just that the thought of you leaving me just drive me insane." "It is alright now. I am always here for you Mr Hulk." I laughed a bit when I mentioned 'Mr Hulk'. He neither looked offenced nor angry when he heard that name on the contrary he laughed. "Mr Hulk and Jelly Bunny. I like it." He said bringing his face close to mine. "Yeah me too." I could feel the tip of his nose touched mine and his lips parted a bit then they took my lips. It was my first time kissing someone so I don't know how it goes but I tried to go with the same pace as Mr Hulk. His lips tasted like chocolate with a hint of mint. God! My favourite chocolate flavour! I wanted more of his taste. Suddenly I could feel his hand on my butt squeezing it. It surprised me but kind of hot. He pressed me against a wall but not too hard. He was being gentle yet dominant. P.s : Please don't copy or take my ideas as they are purely original and they are my imaginations. Thank you. ♡Also! If you enjoyed this story don't hesitate to share it with your friends! ;)

Garret's Bethrothed (Completed), de FoodFreshy

"What are you going to say?" I inquired. "They are all calling me a slut." "What do you want me to say?" He asked and bit his lower lip, something I'd come to find sexy. "That you are my slut? Because I can go ahead and say that." I gulped and diverted my gaze, the temperature in the vehicle increasing all of a sudden. His palm on my lap moved, his forefinger poking out as he began tracing circles on the spot. The light material of the dress did nothing to prevent the heat of his finger from meeting my thigh as the innocent sensation brought about sinful intentions. His hand didn't stop it's tracing, each second ticking by as it should as the car soared down the road, however you could see what was in our minds from how tight his grip was on the steering, and in the crimson color staining my cheeks. "Fuck it!" He hissed in irritation and stepped hard on the accelerator, the force sending the car flying forward at a risky pace. I pretended not to notice this, nonetheless his forefinger began tapping a tempo on my thigh, it didn't take up to a minute later for his palm to squeeze my flesh, the pressure doing things to my bones. We stopped at a red light when he turned to give me a meaningful stare, "your place or mine?" +++++++++++ Being an air hostess wasn't Latifa's dream job but it was a light in dark times. After 3 years of holding the star hostess title, things take a messy turn when she gets involved with Garret Jay Evans, the young and handsome minister of foreign affairs. She finds herself being bitten in the ass by her crazy life choices when she discovers Garret is her supposed betrothed. 'A Short Steamy Romance' for you. Enjoy❤️

sin and salvation (Kindle), de Cherylauthor

21+🔞 mature content. ***** Around me, the world blurred, red velvet walls, strangers grinding, hands everywhere but it felt like all of them were looking at me. At my mask. At my smile. At my body shaking as Dev fingered me in plain sight. "You're leaking for strangers," he whispered, thrusting harder, faster, his palm smacking lightly against me with each push. "Ah...D!" I instantly bit back my tongue. "Do you know how filthy you are? You like this. My faceless whore, pretending to dance while I ruin your cunt." A shudder ripped through me, my one hand clawing at the back of his neck and the other on his free hand, my head falling back and resting on his shoulder, face pressing against his jaw to hide the tears of pleasure pricking my eyes. I was completely on display. Strangers were watching me, hungry eyes everywhere and the more they looked, the more my body burned with desperate need. Dev's hand might have been hidden behind the fabric of my dress, but every single person in that room knew exactly what the fuck he was doing to me. Slowly, the hand that had been gripping my waist slid upward until it reached my breast. He grabbed it hard, possessive, merciless and squeezed like he owned every inch of me. "Fuck!" the cry ripped out of me, because his hold was brutal, his fingers kneading me without a shred of mercy, sending shocks of filthy pleasure through my body. I was already unraveling, but then his next words made my stomach twist and my pussy clench so hard around his fingers I almost lost it. "Shall I pull this dress down, darling?" he growled against my ear, his tone dripping with dark, filthy promise. My hand instantly flew to his, the one clutching my breast. My nails dug into his skin, desperate, torn between stopping him and begging him to do it. The dress was off-shoulder, one hard tug, and my tits already colored blue and red in his hickeys would spill out in front of everyone. I wanted to scream. I wanted to beg. I wanted him to never stop.

The billionaire's secret game , de get_me

"Waitress," a deep voice called behind her. She froze. Turning, she found him closer than he had any right to be. His presence sucked the air from the room. He wasn't looking at the tray. He was looking at her. "What's your name?" he asked, not unkindly-just... directly. Like a man used to answers. "Ava," she said, pulse quickening. "Ava," he repeated, tasting the name like wine. "You don't belong here." She straightened. "I'm working." He smiled faintly. "Not for long." Before she could respond, he slipped a small card from his jacket pocket and placed it on her tray. "Come to this address tomorrow. Noon. Wear something elegant." She blinked. "Why would I-" "You'll want to hear the offer." His tone left no room for debate. "And Ava..." "Yes?" He leaned closer, voice dropping to a dark murmur. "In my world, love is a dangerous game. Make sure you know how to play." He turned and walked away without waiting for a reply, leaving her with a business card, a thousand questions, and a decision that would change everything

Runner (Riders of Apollo #3), de eat_a_brick102

I know he's followed me when the door shuts and locks behind me. His breath is on my ear before I can even think about anything and I relax against him as his teeth nip at the lobe. He reaches around me to start the shower and starts undoing my belt without even looking at what he's doing. He's leaving hickeys up my neck and almost rips my shirt in an effort to get it off me. I spin around once it's off and smirk at the lust in his eyes. I push him back against the door and press close enough to him to feel everything, every breath and every rumble of his chest as he hums in approval. "Are you going to keep teasing me, mi vida?" (my life) I shiver at his tone and lean forward, close enough for our lips to brush. "This is not teasing, love." My hand drifts up his torso to wrap around his neck and I turn his head to return the favour, leaving red hickeys and bite marks as he grinds against me. The room starts to steam up as the water reaches the right temperature and I tug his shirt off and yank my belt off along with my jeans and boxers. I back up into the shower and his eyes trail me heatedly, I can almost feel his look on me and I savour the feeling as I step under the water and slick my hair back. He removes the last of his clothes and drifts over to me, his eyes not leaving mine for a second. He reaches for me and slams his lips down on mine viciously, his teeth nipping and pulling while his tongue soothes the pain. He pulls my hair back to release himself from the kiss and starts kissing down the column of my neck to my collarbone where he leaves another mark. His grip is tight enough to leave bruises and I relish in the pleasure pain he gives me as he completely numbs my senses to everything but him.

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"You don't know what you're getting yourself into with me" he murmured, lips almost touching my ear. "I trust you" I breathed back, staring into those dark green eyes that were so deep I felt like I was drowning. "no deberías" [you shouldn't] he whispered before claiming my mouth. ____________________________________________ Luna Swan, at the ripe age of twenty-three finally decided to make the leap and move to the place of her dreams; New York City. Apartment 23A - Her new home is everything she ever dreamed it would be, and she is finally ready to take on the world... until she meets her new neighbour. Right next door in apartment 23B, Tanner Black is the type of man you don't look at for too long. Not because he isn't the sexiest man on the block, but the cold and bastardly attitude he has is enough to scare even the bravest of them off. Will Luna ever get Tanner to open up to her? Or will she end up bitter and resentful for the sexual frustration and high walls he puts up to keep her out...