MeganAll I wanted was to get my birth control pills and leave.But now I'm stuck in the same room with a man that I've tried so hard to stay away from. And that's only because he started avoiding me like the plague.I had no interest in pining after a grown man. If he wanted me he'd come after me. I was done chasing him.The way Edward Brown was looking at me sent shivers up my spine.Our proximity struck me.My face inches from his.Our breaths tangle.He had kneeled to cover me with the blanket, but he hadn’t gotten up. His nearness rattled me. Excited me. Consumed me. He was the type of big that didn’t bend to the confines of physical size.Edward sucked all the oxygen out of the room, and the fact that I could even breathe around him defied biology.He caught me staring at his lips.I licked mine, releasing an unsteady breath.I don’t know who moved first. One second, we were inches apart. The next, our bodies melded together, everything glued from chest up. Nothing between us bu
LucasI waited. I waited until I knew my brother. was out of the house and I came to her. I know it's wrong, but I also know she wants me just as much. I can't help it and I don't care if she's married to my brother.I lost her once, I'm not losing her again.She was mine once. She's still mine and she will always be mine."L-lucas you shouldn't be here," Charlie stutters as I take slow steps towards her. "M-my husband could be-""I don't care. And don't call him that." I grit out."Lucas...." she pleads“I’m so fucking sorry.” I kiss her cheek, then her jaw before moving to the side of her throat, murmuring, “I’m gonna take good care of you.” I could add “tonight,” but I don’t mean just tonight, so I keep it open-ended.I leave kisses down her back, lingering at her tailbone to glance up at her.She’s got her arms folded out in front of her, with her head turned sideways, resting on the top one. She looks relaxed, which is good, but possibly approaching boredom, which is not.My lips
We all know Katherine Pierce loved the Salvatore - or rather, one, of the Salvatore brothers.But in Thalia's case, she loves all three of them.A one-shot about a girl who loves three brothers."It's okay to love them both, I did."-Katherine PierceColeI watch in awe as Lucas slides his cock into her mouth. Her face is partially covered by his body, but her throat accepts him perfectly like she was made for him. Made for us.I rest the tip of my cock at her entrance until Lucas gives me the green light because I know the second I push into her, I’ll have no choice but to fuck her quickly. Already my cock is excited at the thought of coming deep inside her, filling her tender hole with enough cum to make her pregnant. I rest my palm on her flat stomach, and when Lucas grunts, my eyes snap up toward his. We share a look, both completely enthralled at the prospect of her being pregnant with our child.Since our talk earlier, I’ve become obsessed with the thought of Tia being pregnant
AvaHe was a boudoir photographer. I was the woman who was convinced to try out modelling. How did I go from, not wanting to show up at his studio to ending up in his bed numerous times?I shake my head, unconvinced. "You could move away and find someone else."He flashes me his charming, million-dollar smile. “Of course. Where would I go, love? I’m completely hooked on you.”Confidence is a daring vixen and when she’s feeling particularly full of self-love, acceptance, and the deepest kind of connection, she just can’t wait.“Thank you. Now, I’ve been naked in front of you for over an hour. Are you planning on doing something about it? Because it’s been a while since we’ve been together, and I’d really like to have sex now.”His smile disappears. “Wait a minute. I’m confused. Last time we talked, you didn’t ask for sex.”“What?” I squall. Incorrect. I’m pretty sure I’ve been explicitly clear that Nate’s body is my preferred drug and my favourite kind of high.His eyes narrow and I cl
"I want you, Aurora. You're all I've been able to think about lately." Griffin whispers to me.He's my uncle. This is wrong.My breath catches.My whole body responds to his words, electricity zapping through my veins.He wants me.But I knew that already, didn’t I?Why else would he have spent the past two days stalking me? Why would he have done what he did last night?Right before he yanked his hands out of my pants and stalked away last night he told me he wanted everything.I just didn’t realize that “everything” was me.Marcus is watching me steadily, the air and earth of his eyes churning like a hurricane. His knuckles continue their path downward over my cheek, and then his fingertip and thumb slide over my jaw, catching my face in a light grip.At this moment, I can’t remember what I came here for. The fury and panic that infused my body is a distant memory, replaced by something hotter but no less violent. I can’t think straight, and I can’t remember who this man is to
DañteMalyshka, you can call me sir any time you feel like it. I forgot you’re the perfect sub.”The instant I say that, I know she’s thinking of the threesome she saw at her first campus party. The girl was tied up. The way Willow watched the trio in open fascination made me think she was curious about all of it—to be shared and tied up while being shared.“I’m still not sharing you,” I inform her, repeating what I said that night. “I’m tying you up, though. The dom in me won’t be able to resist.”Her cheeks redden fiercely. “You’re crazy.”We’ve had this crazy conversation too many times before, and we both know the answer. But I’ll play—harder.“How about you put that mouth of yours to better use? My dick misses those lips.”“Fuck you.”“No, but I’ll happily fuck you.”Scowling, she makes the mistake of trying to walk away. I allow her one step before I reach for her and hoist her over my shoulder.She shrieks and starts pounding my back with her little fists. As if that willhelp
Drew"What do you think?" I pluck one of the clothes pins from my palm and squeeze it open, then allow it to close.She pales a little, and the scent of her arousal is laced with fear, and… Fuck, if that doesn’t turn me on further. Something about my Little Dove panting for my cock, while also dreading what she’ll have to do to get it, brings out the sadist in me. It satisfies that craving inside me and fills the emptiness inside me.Everything about this woman was made to satisfy me. Why didn’t I realize that earlier? Now, with her sprawled out, with her cunt on display, and her pussy lips swollen and begging for my touch, I’m filled with the need to stuff her holes and ensure she feels so good, she’ll never want to be with anyone else. This is wrong because I don’t intend to stay with her, but… Something within me insists I show her the heights to which I can take her. Yes, I’m selfish, and I’m going to hell for this— Oh, wait, I’ve already been there, so chalk this up to another of
James A story where the student falls for his psychotic teacher who was once a spy. What happens when they end up together after his student steals from him. Or is he gonna fuck him just because he wants the passcode to something important? Or does his psychotic mind derive pleasure in seeing his student in pain? I glared at Tex as he dropped his clothes carelessly. His fingers hovered over the button of his jeans.“What?”I looked from him to the mess he was creating. Tex rolled his eyes.“Really?” He yanked them up and looked around before tossing them onto the single couch.“No.”“What do you want me to do? Hang them up?” Tex sounded exasperated.“The closet is through those doors on the left.”“You can’t be serious.”“Hurry up,” was all I said.Tex stared at me for another second before he yanked his stuff up and made his way to the bedroom. I let him go alone, knowing there was nothing there.I sipped the gin in my cup, listening out for Tex. He was taking longer than necess
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LilahI was breathing heavily as I passed through the doorway, trying not to breathe in his incredibly attractive scent. His arm shot out, encircling my middle and stopping me dead in my tracks. It left me in a whoosh."Delilah," he growled. My pulse raced, so I inhaled deeply a few times before looking up at him. A ticking muscle in his jaw gave him a smouldering look. For a considerable amount of time, neither he nor I moved. I shouldve pulled away, but I resisted the urge to melt into him. But I was unable to. I found myself drawn to him.Then he struck. He turned my body toward him as his hand tightened around my hip. He pressed me up against the doorway, his lips crashing down on mine, the trim sending splinters down my spine. One hand slid into my hair, his fingers curling around the nape of my neck, trapping me in place with his hard body. Against my stomach, he grew long and hard, and I groaned into his kiss.Abruptly, he pivoted me once more and pushed me back into the chambe
Cedric I lay in bed, unable to rid my mind about the war. Deciding to focus on something else apart from death and blood, I shift my thoughts to the raging hard on I'm currently nursing.Desperate for relief, and not caring how it happens I summon one of my guards and send him to bring me a suitable and willing omega.Whoever she is she'd feel lucky and happy to have been chosen to warm my bed tonight. A few minutes later there's a knock on my bedroom door."Come in," I call out and then the door is opening revealing the guard I sent. He steps aside and a young woman steps forward from behind him. "Good evening, sir." She greets shyly. I peruse her body from head to toe, and then nod to the guard signifying that I'm contented with her.He nods and then steps out, and making sure to close the door behind him."How may I be of service, sir?" She asks sultrily as she walks until she's standing in front of me."So eager," I curled my lips up and chuckled, gaze flickering down t
JadaKarson sat on my living room couch, flirting with two blonde chicks that he had probably slept with a hundred times already. Everyone in this town seemed to know everyone else because it was so damn small. I had moved here because of the beautiful mountainous landscape, but after I met Karson, I immediately wanted to move back home.He was a dickhead.I threw back my shot and let it burn my throat.If he was not making out with me, he would probably yell at me for drinking too much alcohol. He was always complaining about me, a city girl, moving to the country; when I needed to hire that bitch to remodel my kitchen, he would not stop making mean remarks about it. He was the only fucking man who did that kind of shit in this whole town.Karson reached for his beer, took a sip, and gave me a glare with those dark brown eyes I detested looking at me every single fucking day. Everyone knew everyone else in this tiny town on a daily basis. It didn’t matter who you were or what you did.
Brad "You're perfect," Paul says firmly. "Every inch of you."He punctuates each word with a kiss, trailing down my neck and chest. By the time he bends down and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard, it's hard to worry about anything but the pleasure building inside me."Fuck," I grit out through my teeth, trying not to squirm. "You don't know what it's like to work that hard on your body and watch it getting wrecked right before your eyes. You probably came out of the womb with a six pack."Paul chuckles, the sound sending vibrations through the nipple he's grazing with his teeth. This is a dangerous position to be in with a guy who turns into a toothy monster—and has some pretty fucking sharp fangs even in this form—but it feels too good to want him to stop."I don't see anything wrecked," he says, lowering his hands to my stomach once more before he peels my shirt off the rest of the way. His hands immediately settle back on my waist, and his fingertips brush ove
SageLaila and I were left by Constantino in his BDSM room, strapped to the walls and with vibrators wedged deep within of us. I balled up my fists around the chains and held them there tightly, feeling a rush of pleasure. It seemed like we had been coming here repeatedly for more than an hour.I was propelled higher and higher with each vibrator vibration. I turned my head back and peered at the wall-length mirror at the side of the room, sensing that it was probably not just any ordinary mirror but rather a device that allowed Constantino to keep an eye on us as we approached, operate the vibrators, and grant or withhold pleasure at will.My crotch constricted, and I let out a loud moan. I felt wave after wave of pleasure shoot out from my core, sending tingling through my limbs and numbing my mind. And even though, had I been in charge, I would have removed the vibrator from my clit, the vibrations persisted.In fact, my vibrations seemed to get faster somehow each time I visited.
SageLaila was lying on the bed next to me, her tongue moving rhythmically in my mouth and her soft lips pressed against mine while she wore a dark green lacy lingerie set. I pressed my thighs together to ease the ache between them and kissed her back, my hands traveling down the curves of her body.Since she and her girlfriends returned to the high-rise apartment earlier for an early brunch, Laila had been observing me like some sort of prey while Constantino had been at work all day. I was the housekeeper, as her friends would say.However, we were both aware that I did not tidy anything in this house.We only made it dirty together. That is all.“God,” Laila murmured against me. “I’m so glad that they’re gone. I couldn’t wait another moment to get you alone.” She moved her hands down my body, undoing my bra and tugging it off me. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since last night with Constantino.”I felt her lacy panties were soaked for me as I dipped my fingers down
Sage One million dollars annually.That is how much the Mafia boss and his spouse wanted to use me as their plaything. Their desire was for me to reside in their house, sleep in their bed, and instantly bend over them like a child. Their desire was for me to reside in their house, sleep in their bed, and instantly bend over them like a child.But no strings attached never worked out.I cautiously made my way through the Buratti family club toward the back offices, where a towering security guard wearing a black suit and black sunglasses stood, amid flashing lights and grinding bodies. I held the contract in my hand and looked up at him, my heart racing a million miles per hour.“I’d like to see Constantino, please,” I whispered.He gave me a perfunctory glance before nodding and directing me to Constantino's office.Naturally, there were many drawbacks to the job and the money was illegal. I would be singled out by rival families, harassed by the police, and looked down upon by t
CatherineAll I wanted was a night alone, just the two of us, to escape the stress and obligations of parenthood. That is exactly what we need.More precisely, I really need a playdate tonight.I can not help but clench my jaw at the sensual music that permeates the hallway leading to Jay's office. I can not stop myself, so I take my time walking and take a quick look behind the curtain to see the group activity room. I clamp down on my bottom lip as I take in the scene, allowing the desire that warms my belly to grow.A couple of women in front of me are slowly being undressed from behind by their partners as they are deeply in love.Her breasts protrude as one man slides the dress down his girlfriend's arms. Her lover takes possession of her mouth, but her friend goes straight for her uneven pink nipples. They have a ballet-like choreography to their movements.The display makes me feel good, and that is all I need to be reminded of it. Feeling desperate, I drop the cloth and make m