Marie One night was all they asked for last weekend, but I denied them.Two young men who wanted me? Me? A woman at least twice their age with wrinkles and a pudge for a belly and all those nasty purple veins and stretch marks on her legs. I didn’t believe for one moment that those two devilishly handsome men actually wanted me.Yet I was back. Back at the same bar where they had asked me to go home with them last weekend, hoping that they’d ask me again because, last time, it took me by surprise. This time, if I had a couple glasses of wine to get myself to believe their words, I might just say yes.After taking a deep breath, I stepped into the bar and could immediately feel their eyes on me. Instead of glancing over toward the corner of the bar, I straightened out my back and pushed some of my graying blonde hair over my shoulder.Stay confident, Marie. They don’t intimidate you. They know nothing about you.I slid into my usual seat and grabbed a menu from the counter. I alrea
Renee"I can’t wait to finally meet you, baby,” Juan said over the phone, his thick Mexican accent making me shiver. He groaned. “There are so many things I’ve been wanting to do to that tight pussy.”Pressing my legs together, I sucked in a breath and blushed. Being a bigger girl, I hadn’t found many guys who talked to me this way. Nobody had been as open about wanting to bring me to bed as Juan.“I can’t wait to see you either, Juan,” I said, smiling stupidly at the ground.“Think about me tonight, baby. By the time I see you tomorrow, I want your pussy to be throbbing for me.”I whimpered and turned my vibrator on the highest setting, pushing it inside of me. We had been dirty talking for months; my pussy was already throbbing for him.I gnawed on the inside of my lip. “I’m already thinking about what that big cock will do to me.”“Mmm, your moans make me hard,” he grunted. “Fuck, baby.”“Stroke that hard cock for me,” I said, trailing a hand up my body and tugging on my nipple. Pl
Annie I always thought he only lurked in my dreams. He wasn't real. Until now. He can't be real. He's a monster that takes what he wants. In my dreams I have control. But reality, I'm just a submissive slut that would let him do whatever he wants to me, and I'll enjoy it. He knows it too.“You… Why are you here?” I start to remove my hand from beneath my shorts, but he shakes his head.“Hide again and I’ll leave.”I swallow, flattening my palm on my folds. Jeremy’s expression doesn’t change, whether in approval or displeasure, as he reaches for the elastic of my sleeping shorts.My free hand grabs his, my nails digging into the veins on the back of it.“Let go,” he orders with easy authoritativeness. The type that gets past the confinements of my ears and flows into my blood instead.My fingers tremble and it’s my turn to shake my head. I’m sluggish and can barely think straight, but I can still remember those horrendous images.Those…loss-of-control pictures.But then Jeremy come
Alicia He sat on the side of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his gaze on the floor. A dangerous haze permeated the air like tendrils of smoke. It felt as possessive as chains, looked like moonlight, and tasted like obsession.Silver rays filtered through glass, illuminating his body but not his expression. Now that I was so close to him, breathing his air, feeling his presence that could effortlessly consume mine until I would cease to exist, the bravery that had brought me here disintegrated to dust.My heartbeat tried to escape my throat, and an icy shiver ran through my blood, leaving my skin hot to the touch. I hadn’t known it was possible to want something so much and to fear it in equal measure. Hesitation stopped my feet and tugged at my heart. Nonetheless, I suddenly knew that even if I chose to change my mind and turn around . . . I wasn’t getting out.Every inch of my body burned as I walked toward him. Sensitive as freshly waxed skin, his pants felt abrasive ag
Alicia The hot sweep of his tongue sent a violent shiver through me. A mindless haze brushed my thoughts away, leaving lust and insanity behind. I was so hot, burning up like a comet falling from space. My hips rolled beneath his mouth as he licked me everywhere he could reach.Each fiery wave coalesced into an empty ache between my thighs, until I could only feel empty.I needed him. In a mindless, archaic, bordering madness kind of way.And if it made me a slut, I didn’t give a damn.“Nick . . . stop.” I learned his compliance was a one-time thing, because as I tried to pull away, he did nothing but tighten his arms around my thighs. However, I then lost track of my end goal for a moment, my eyes rolling back into my head.So empty.I yanked his hair as hard as I could, and he finally deigned to give me his attention. The gold in his eyes had burned up, leaving nothing but char. They narrowed around the edges. I didn’t say a word, but he must have read what I needed on my face.H
Emily“I’ll consider it if you make this good. Now, open. I need your lips on my cock, baby.”I slowly do, my heart hammering. He slides inside, inch by inch, and I start licking. I’m still absolutely clueless on how to give a blowjob, but I’m supposed to be doing this, right?He pulls out, tsking. “Don’t just lick it like it’s a Popsicle.”Kaden shoves three of his fingers in my mouth and deep-throats me, hooking against my tongue and twirling it. My legs jerk and I swear I’ve never been as turned on in my life as I am right now.“Use your tongue for friction and quicken your pace. Don’t worry if you think you’re being too quick. You won’t hurt me.” He pops out his fingers, leaving a trail of saliva between them and my mouth, and before I can say anything, he shoves his cock back inside.Harder this time.Stronger.My gag reflex kicks in, but I breathe through it and keep up, twirling my tongue like he told me to, over and over until my jaw hurts, but I don’t stop. I lick him with ev
Esmeralda I have a bad habit of running from my problems. Well, not just problems. Anything that made my heart race and made me anxious.And Christian De Martel made me feel all those things. I didn't like it. As I opened my door and made my way inside, I was glad to find my best friend Tatia and her date had vacated my apartment, though I could see they’d enjoyed one of my expensive bottles of wine. Finding some left, I poured the remainder in a glass and leaned against the counter, taking a sip.A heavy knock sounded at the door.I sighed.I’d been waiting for a visit from David—or, more likely, a check-in—now that I was a single woman. I finished off my wine and went to open the door.My heart dropped to my toes.Christian stood in the hall, his gaze lowered. He’d removed his jacket but otherwise wore his gray tie, pants, and white dress shirt he’d had at the club. When his eyes came up to me, I realized they were clouded with something dark and terrifying.My pulse leapt.
KatrinaExcuse me.” I glanced up from my phone. A young woman with strawberry-blonde curls and glistening green eyes was smiling at me. She wore a nude skirt that hugged her hips and a rose-colored blouse that had three buttons at the top unbuttoned, just enough to tease onlookers.“Hi. Can I help you?” I adjusted my purse on my shoulder.“I’m trying to find The Aldra Place.” She laughed softly. “I’m new to the city, and I can’t seem to find anything.”I gazed at my bus stop across the street.“It’s okay if you can’t. I’m sure I could find someone else,” she said.My bus wasn’t here yet. I had some time. “No, it’s okay. I’d love to help you.”Her full lips stretched into a smile. “Great!”As I gave her directions, she furrowed her brows together and nodded slowly. She sucked in the corner of her bottom lip. I doubted she understood anything I just said. Aldra Place was difficult to get to from here.After gazing back at the bus stop, I shrugged my shoulders. I could catch the next
LukeWhere is your bedroom?” Laney asked against my mouth.I pulled my lips from hers and stared down at her. Had I just heard her right? There was no way she was actually asking me that. Not when I’d done everything I could to put physical distance between us and what happened last week. Fuck, I could still taste her on my tongue.Towing the friend line had been hard as hell, but I’d done it, and now she was asking me where my bedroom was?“Laney?” Maybe she’d meant that she wanted to continue the tour. That was possible, right? My dick was already hard, hoping she’d meant it in the other way—the impossible way.She rose on her toes, slipped her arms around my neck, and kissed me. Her lips were soft against mine, but she raked her teeth across my lower lip as she drew back. “Where is your bedroom, Luke?”There was nothing but desire and honesty in her eyes.The small tether I had on my control started to fray, the threads unraveling so fast that I could barely keep a hold of my own n
I was horny. Too fucking horny to even function.“Why don’t we just skip our last class today and have some fun?” I asked Carter, Harwood Academy’s star quarterback. I wrapped my arms around his abdomen, slipped my hands underneath his shirt, and brushed my fingers against the thick muscle underneath it.Carter opened his locker and shoved in two textbooks next to the football and smelly practice clothes that he always kept in there.I pressed my nose to his neck, inhaling the Azzaro Wanted cologne I bought him for his birthday last year, and sighed. “Come on, Carter.”“You know that I’d love to, but if I miss another class, Coach will sit me out next game.” I placed a lingering kiss just below his earlobe—right where he liked it—and slid my hand underneath his jean buckle, then wrapped my fingers around his hardness. When I began stroking it slowly, he took a deep, shaky breath.“Are you sure about that?” I murmured.I had wanted him to take me all day, had been daydreaming about th
TRIGGER WARNING! Wind whipped through my fur. Branches cut into my sides. I hopped over some fallen tree trunks and sprinted deeper and deeper into the forest. Running away from the pack of ferocious wolves.They growled behind me, following my scent. The scent of a rogue.For weeks, they had been tracking me. For weeks, I had hidden from them. But this morning … Moon Goddess … I made a terrible mistake this morning.Wolves’ paws hit the ground in a thunderous roar. I ran faster. As fast as I could. Faster than I had ever run. Because I was running for my life and away from my mate. Not many people ran from their mate, but my mate was a rogue killer, so I did.I had run through these woods hundreds of times when my brothers were still alive, causing trouble in our pack. We used to stay out until the fireflies started glowing around us. But I had never run around it during the day, when the light was shining so brightly in my eyes.The wolves sounded closer now. I pushed my body f
I take the necklace and loop it around her neck, hooking it in the back so it falls perfectly in the center of her collarbone. She looks down at it, staring for a moment, and at first I’m unsure if she likes it. It is a gruesome gift. But when she looks back up at me, her lips slightly parted, she gives me her answer, “Ryan, I’d like you to touch me now.” I don’t need her to say anything else. It’s the only permission I need. I bring my body to hers, crawling on top of the table and mounting her. My waist is in between her milky thighs, and I drop my mouth onto hers, taking in the red color of her mouth until she’s swollen from my kisses. She moans into me as our tongues wrap together, devouring one another, pouring every single bit of raw emotion into each other’s mouths. All the torment, all the suffering alone, all the love. My chest hurts. My heart is throbbing, coming alive for the first time in over a year. It feels good to reward myself instead of the opposite. These molt
“I have the perfect lighting.” I walked us up into my bedroom. “Nothing happens in here without your complete, wholehearted enthusiasm. One no from you and it stops.”She nodded, and I led her across the threshold, dropping her hands once we were inside. While she took in the spacious room and its heavy, dark furniture, I hit the button on the remote I kept on the nightstand, and the roman shades rose on the eight-foot windows that lined my bedroom, looking out over the greenspace behind our housing development and flooding my bedroom with late afternoon sunlight.“The golden hour,” she whispered, as the light bathed her face, and a challenge rose in her eyes."Your skin really is flawless.” I picked up the camera and looked through the viewfinder, clicking my first picture.“You’re not going to ask me to smile?” she teased, the corners of her mouth lifting.“I want you to do whatever you want.” Another click. “You are so fucking beautiful, and you don’t even realize it.”“I know I’m
A curvy woman like me was never supposed to be mated to such a cut and chiseled alpha. All the girls from high school made sure I knew I’d end up alone or with a lone wolf, never accepting the fact that I was different from them and from the other skinny girls in our pack. And part of me stupidly believed those rumors, even after we had graduated and gotten on with our lives. Their words haunted me every single time I looked in the mirror, no matter how much I tried to love all my imperfections, all those stretch marks, and all that extra weight on my stomach. But as fate would have it, I was mated to the sexiest, most ruthless alpha in this part of the forest. Nobody dared to mention the name of the tattooed, pierced, cruel man or else there would be consequences. Terrible consequences. Yet here I was, alone in his bedroom, with one of his tattooed hands around my throat and the other between my legs, thrusting his fingers into my wet pussy. “Tell me what she said to you,” he
Cara “So, what should I do?” Ethan asked from across the kitchen table. With his beautifully dark brown eyes, he gazed at me, then he took a long sip of his milk and burped.I wrinkled my nose. “Not that.”He tilted his head and wiped the milk mustache off his upper lip. I swore I’d been living with a five-year-old for the past two years. He placed the glass down.“Cara, I’m being serious. This is our first anniversary together. I need it to be good. Should I get her something, or should I make her something?”“Why are you asking me now? You should have thought about it, like, a week ago, not the day of your anniversary.”He pushed the kitchen chair back slightly, leaning back, and crossed his arms across his chest, making his biceps bulge through his gray sweater.“Well … I was busy …” he said.I cocked my eyebrow at him.“Fine, fine. I forgot about it, but I invited her over tonight, and now, I have nothing planned, and I have to go to work. I don’t know what to do.”“I have tod
AthenaHe wrapped the silk cloth around her eyes and another around her arms and legs. Then, as if she were nothing, he forced her onto the rough wooden chair.His musky scent intoxicated her as he knelt by her side, securing the restraints. She could feel him pause next to her, and then he drew a finger down her jaw, making her shiver. It was so light, but it held a dominance to it.She listened to his departing footsteps and sucked in a breath. He was leaving her here, nearly naked?“Hey! Where are you going?” she yelled, desperately craving her kidnapper’s touch.When the door shut, she struggled against the fabric, trying to escape. But after a few moments of kicking and screaming, she stopped and slumped against the back of the chair. It was useless. She couldn’t escape. He had bound her up too tight.Goose bumps rose on her skin. Her nipples hardened against the thin white material of her shirt. It was colder than she originally thought.She bit down on her lip and squeezed her
Alec had the door shut and locked, shoes kicked off, designer suit jacket that fit like a motherfucking glove slung neatly across the leather chair and was back to kissing him in record time. He plunged his tongue hungrily into Keyes’s mouth. No soft getting-to-know-you kisses—just raw and demanding possession embraced Keyes. He cradled Alec’s face in his palms as he explored that sweet mouth. He was certain this man was used to getting what he wanted, but there were things he wanted too. “You’re so fucking hard,” Alec rasped, breaking from the kiss, his firm hand sliding across the front of Keyes’s jeans. Keyes pushed into the pressure of that welcoming hand. “All your doing,” he growled, chasing Alec’s lips, needing that sinful mouth back on his. Alec must have gotten the hint, because he licked a long slow trail across his lips before diving in with a vengeance. Alec’s tongue darted into his mouth and a low moan vibrated in his throat as he lost himself to the invasion. T