YOU KNOW THOSE DAYS when your own life feels too dull and you just want to get laid by a hot stranger? I’m having one of those days. Most times I ignore the urge and move on, but today I’m indulging myself.The guy who just walked into the bar is drop dead sexy. I’m not the only woman in the room to notice him; two women in business dress at a table close nearby look his way too, and the brunette waitress collecting glasses pauses to give him the once over, and then the twice over. I don’t blame her. He’s not regular hot. Lots of guys are that, but this one has that special something that turns him into an eye magnet. You know what I mean, right? He isn’t necessarily the most classically handsome man in the room, and not usually the loudest, but he’s always the one you’d pick to take home, if you happened to be in the mood to pick a stranger up in a bar.Which, as luck would have it, I am.This isn’t something I do often; very rarely in fact, once a year at most. I kicked work to t
Yvonne SnowWhen you love your job but have an infruiriating boss what do you do. Endure?Well my name is Yvonne Snow and I work with an advertising brand company. I obviously love my job but the one thing is I have a boss who literally gets off on humiliating me. I can't count the number of times he's reduced me to tears right there in the office, usually in front of other people.Take today for instance. I was late, my car had to decided to fail me once again so I had to board a bus to get to work.. Thanks to my shitty luck I missed the first bus and after much cursing, swearing and finally an aggressive gangsta mode I was able to hitch a ride with the next bus.. Long story short I had practically ran like a mad woman from the very moment i realized just how fucking late I was It was later I soon realized I had gotten on the wrong bus, especially when I was halfway across the other side of town. Shit That was when I knew I was in deep trouble, immediately I went to meet the d
Holly Pierce P.O.V.It was a warm summer day and school was over. Holly was done with her first year in college and back at home. But she was not too happy. It was not the vacation part that irked her she loved that, but she did not want to be back home. After getting used to living alone, partying and getting wild with her fellow students, the thought of sharing a roof with her dad seemed very unappealing. To make matters worse, her dad’s girlfriend Kathy was also there. The two had only been dating for two months, so this was the first time Holly had to live with her. Kathy did not seem like bad person, but she was definitely very strict, and it would need some getting used to. On her very first dinner back at home, Holly realized it would be hard having fun this summer. But she was determined. After all, there was no way she wouldn’t fuck for the entire vacation. “So, honey do you have any plans for the summer."Her Father asked, their relationship had always been cold. The two us
Renee P.O.VIt was so fucking wrong. So wrong. Sleeping with my stepbrother. Aching for him to fuck me. Waiting for him to come home every night to take me while our parents slept in the next room. My name is Renee Gilbert and am In love with my step brother's cock.When we got home from one of our many family dinners, and my step brother pushed me into my bedroom, pressed me against the door, and ground his cock into me from behind. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he said into my ear. He wrapped his hand around the front of my neck, pulled it up gently, and sucked hard on my soft spot, definitely leaving a big red hickey.Snaking his other arm around my waist, he pulled me closer to him. I turned around in his hold, pulled his face to mine, and kissed him hard. Fuck that movie we were going to watch. I pulled his shirt over his head and let my hands wander down his thick, muscular abs. He tugged off my bra, leaving my shirt on and letting my tits bounce out of it
Blurb: He craves her , wants her , watches her and bids his time in making his move and when finally he did, she becomes his Obsession.Will she be his undoing?She knows nothing about him except he has been her secret admirer, sending her flowers and love notes every single day . He's the mystery man in her life or more like her stalker .This is a fantasy based story , I don't actually think it has happened that anyone has had sex with there stalker so it's purely fantasy...Think of it like a mystery admirer.I repeat it's all a fantasy...Hope you like the naughty bits...Daisy's P.O.V.You can call me crazy but am definitely not normal, anyway I've fallen in love or more like in lust with someone I know not .Six months ago after moving to Brooklyn I started receiving love notes and Daisy flowers just like my name which is my favorite type of flowers.I wonder how he knew and I seem to not care much either because all I really want to do is to see the mystery man who's been hun
Mr M's .P.O.V Fuck it!!!What am I going to do if she says no. I don't know how much longer I can hold off. I need the extra time to worm my way in, but if she's not willing to give it, I may go insane.She stays silent. Through the darkness and into the light of her room, I watch as her chest rise and fall with her heavy breathing. Her back is straight with her feet planted on the floor. The split in her nightie is open enough that I can see her flat stomach and the tops of her thighs. The wisp of material covering her pussy is so small, it's barely noticeable. She bites her bottom lip, mimicking what I'm dying to do.I wait with bated breath as she comes to her decision. I release a relieved sigh when she finally relaxes and whispers quietly, "Okay."Although she agreed, she still keeps her eyes on the window."Do you have the scarf?" I ask.she nods, knowing I can see her."I want you to use it to cover your eyes. Tie it good for me." I keep my voice low.She hesitates, thinking a
Intro: Hannah is obsessed with her hot math professor! Warnings: The book is written for your personal guilty pleasures and desires so if you don't like it just skip it. Hope you enjoy.... Hannah's P.O.V . My Name is Hannah Magurita Monre, and I've got this huge crush on my teacher I've always wanted Mr. Landon Patrick to take my virginity. It's like my long dream fantasy , I want my teacher to punch my V card I know this probably sounds cliche maybe like a novel or something but I don't really care. All I desire is him all over me He's only a few years older than me, and definitely not skinny and awkward like all the guys my age are. No, he was all pure man. While I see him every day for my Math class, I doubt he noticed me at all. I'm pretty much just one of his many students. One more young woman in an endless sea of long hair . I existed in an ocean of khaki and plaid, the school's overly conservative uniform. Underneath, I decide to wear nothing when I have his class.
Hannah's P.O.V.Feeling a bit excited and quiet nervous as to what to expect next .I did as I was told. I shut the door, pressed the lock, and with every second that ticked away I felt more and more nervous and excited at the same time. Today is probably the day that is going to mark history, the day I'm going to lose my virginity to my dream fantasy. Just thinking about him made me wet, and I squeezed my thighs together when I felt my inner walls clench in anticipation. So dreams do come true how I've fantasized about this very moment so many times. Since that first day he entered class and introduced himself as our teacher, all I wanted was for him to take me.When I heard the click of the door, I held my breath and waited for him to give his next instruction.No one could see us in this room. I was alone with Mr. Landon.I didn't know why, but I liked the feeling of being told what to do, especially coming from him. He emitts a strong and more powerful aura when he orders me aro
The Twin GameIntro: Calvin is a brooding and mysterious man, never thought a simple summer would spiral into chaos. When he agrees to crash at his best friend’s family home, he’s thrust into the world of twin sisters, Lilia and Seraphine. On the surface, Lilia is the responsible, reserved one, while Seraphine is seductive, cruel, and full of mischief. But Calvin quickly uncovers the secret: he knows exactly who’s who, and he’s playing them both.Lilia, desperate for attention, is the quiet twin who holds a deep, burning attraction to Calvin. Seraphine, on the other hand, is all about power and control, manipulating everyone around her for her own gain. Neither twin knows that Calvin has been orchestrating their every move, turning their desires into a dangerous game of seduction and deception.As the summer wears on, the tension rises. Seraphine’s cruel provocations begin to push Calvin further, while Lilia’s sweet, submissive nature slowly draws him in. But when Seraphine finally re
The Summer Intern Intro; Fionn is a ruthless CEO who has one simple rule: no sleeping with interns. But when Thea, a confident and irresistible intern, dares to break the office rules, she finds herself alone in Fionn’s office after hours, bent over his desk. The chemistry between them is undeniable, and despite his ironclad control, Fionn can’t resist her any longer. What begins as a forbidden flirtation quickly turns into a fiery, no-holds-barred encounter. Thea’s boldness drives Fionn to the edge, pushing him to break every rule he’s set for himself. Their passionate, raw connection is impossible to ignore as they navigate the fine line between desire and obsession. As the night unfolds, their worlds collide in a whirlwind of power, hunger, and burning need leaving them both questioning how far they’ll go in the game of dominance and submission. Fionn’s P.O.V. She walked in at 8:03 a.m. She was three minutes late but I didn’t dock her. Thea Calloway, our intern number five o
The Nanny’s Night Off! Intro;When Leah takes a job as a live in nanny at the Voclain estate, she knows the rules: stay out of the master’s wing, keep her head down, and never, ever cross the line. But when her employer Cassien Voclain, the enigmatic billionaire and dangerously controlled boss leaves for the weekend, curiosity lures Leah into his forbidden bedroom.She never expected to get caught.She never expected him to watch.And she definitely never expected what followed to be the beginning of an unforgettable night, one that unravels her body, her boundaries, and everything she thought she knew about power and desire.He doesn’t punish her for trespassing.He rewards her.Now, caught in a dance of dominance, temptation, and dark seduction, Leah must decide: was this just one night… or the beginning of her most dangerous addiction?Leah’s P.O.V.The house was too quiet, no footsteps, no distant hum of a lullaby monitor. Just the grand, sprawling silence of a mansion that wasn’
Virgin Obedience Intro; She was untouched, innocent, unaware of what it meant to truly obey and be owned until he chose her.Julia has lived a life of control. Quiet, composed, and pristine. A virgin not just in body but in every carnal sense of the word. But when she agrees to a private obedience session with a man she’s never met , known only by the name Dario. Her world fractures in the most devastatingly delicious way.He’s older. Colder. Built with an authority that demands submission before he even speaks. He doesn’t ask for her surrender he commands it. And in the dim-lit room where trust is whispered and bodies are tested, Julia learns the brutal beauty of being taken, ruined, and worshipped all at once.His control is cruel. And her obedience? Inevitable.He intends to teach her how to seize her own pleasures.Julia's P.O.VThe penthouse suite was glamorous and exquisite, just what I had expected for his taste, quiet typical of me to say since am a stranger to wealth but it'
Kneel Professor!Intro; Isolde Virelle is a star philosophy student sharp-tongued, unshakably confident, and effortlessly seductive. She plays by her own rules, and no one dares challenge her. That is, until she discovers the secret her cold, unreadable professor has been hiding beneath his pristine suits and stoic stares. Dr. Laurent Marek isn’t just the department’s most feared intellectual he’s a secret masochist who craves degradation, punishment, and surrender. And when Isolde sees him on his knees at an exclusive underground club, the game shifts forever. She doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t run. She leans in. Now, in classrooms and behind locked doors, it’s Isolde who holds the leash. And Laurent? He’s never wanted anything more than to kneel at her feet and be ruined by her mind, her mouth, and her merciless dominance. But obsession runs both ways and what begins as teasing powerplay spirals into something far more dangerous. Because Isolde may control his body, but Laurent kno
Signed in Rope Intro; Evangéline, a sharp, ambitious lawyer, is accustomed to breaking rules and bending the law to her will. But when she crosses paths with a dominant and powerful man, Luciano, a businessman with his own unyielding authority, everything she thought she knew about control is challenged. A chance encounter leads to a dangerous game of power and desire, where every glance is loaded with tension and every touch an unspoken command. Bound by a contract that promises no mercy, Evangéline is pushed to the limits of submission, but she’s not going down without a fight. Luciano knows exactly how to handle her teasing, tempting, and breaking her down until there’s nothing left but pure need. In this provocative battle of wills, Evangéline will have to decide how much of herself she’s willing to surrender and whether the contract’s terms are really as final as they seem. As their chemistry intensifies and the lines between submission and domination blur, she will lear
Window Across The Alley!Intro; Every night after midnight, Léonie watches her mysterious neighbor through the window of her high rise apartment. It had all been a simple light obsessive habit until one stormy night through her rain-streaked window of her high-rise apartment she gets caught eye fucking him.Théo the handsome hottie with his brooding handsome Greek God face who was always half dressed is the kind of man you don’t just fantasize about… you obsess over. She tells herself it’s harmless. Just a little late-night indulgence. Until one stormy night, he catches her watching.And invites her over.What begins as a voyeur’s thrill spirals into a night of wet confessions, exposed desires, and a brutal, beautiful domination that leaves Léonie trembling at the glass. Under the thunder’s roar and his commanding hands, her fantasies blur into something far more dangerous and addictive.But this isn’t just about being seen anymore.It’s about being owned.Léonie P.O.V.The rain ha
Blushing Bride Intro; When nineteen year old Georgia Marcelli walks down the aisle, she steps into a marriage arranged by power, not love. But behind her virgin innocence lies a dangerous craving to be seen, owned, and devoured and no one sees her quite like Massimo De Luca. He’s a thirty-three year old ruthless and obsessively controlled self-made billionaire with a name that turns heads and a stare that undresses her soul. The moment she becomes his wife, he makes one thing clear: She is his. To touch. To claim. To ruin.In the gilded walls of their honeymoon suite, Georgia learns what it means to surrender, to know pleasure, to know pain, to the man who both frightens and feeds her deepest dirties fantasies. But as lust bleeds into obsession, and obedience twists into raw, desperate love…She starts to wonder, Is she being consumed by Massimo or is she the one unraveling him?Massimo’s P.O.V. The sky outside our honeymoon suite bled violet and rose, the last of the sun
Bitter Fire Intro; She came to forget him but he followed to remind her. In the ruins of a crumbling cathedral, beneath shattered stained glass and the ghosts of saints long abandoned, Saphira finds herself face to face with the one man she swore she’d never surrender to again Caelen Dravik. Her enemy, Her obsession. The man who tore her world apart with a kiss and then left her bleeding for more. Their hate is the kind that devours slow, burning, laced with hunger they pretend not to feel. But tonight, there are no sides. No guns drawn. Just him, in an Armani suit that clings to his brutal grace, and her, trembling on the altar like a sacrificial flame daring him to sin again. He strips her with hands that should kill. She moans for him with lips that should curse. Every touch is punishment. Every thrust a confession. And when she shatters on his tongue, when she sobs on his cock, she realizes hate was never the enemy. Longing was. Saphira’s P.O.V. The air inside the cathedr