HaileyDon't fuck your enemies, because they're enemies. That's incorrect. Don't fuck your enemies because they may turn out to be the best fuck you've ever had. Only if I had listened.I stare at the handsome man in front of me, someone I've spent so long hating. And all I can think about is his body against mine.He shakes his head. “No, it wouldn’t, and you know it. Let me take you to my bed and I’ll show you exactly how much of a mistake it wouldn’t be.”I open my mouth but no words come out. All I can focus on are his strong fingers flexing on my hips. How good they felt two nights ago when he touched me. How much I wanted him to carry on before he stopped.My core contracts, flooding my pussy with heat and making me suck in a stuttered breath.Dante narrows his eyes at me. “Okay, pretty girl. I’ll make you a deal.”“What deal?” I breathe out the words.“Look at the clock on the wall behind me, and if I can’t make you come in two minutes, then you can go to your bed and I’ll go t
CarolineWhat is it about danger that's so appealing? I should have known to stay away from him, I knew he was dangerous. Hell, he told me himself. But it only drew me closer to him. He was a bright flame that called out to my desperate heart, and I didn't stop moving closer until it was too late.When I got burnt.Maybe it was my submissive heart, or maybe it was the romantic one trying to find a way to thrive.His palms skimmed my legs, pushing my dress up until he found bare thigh. My skin danced with anticipation. His hands fit me so right, were the perfect roughness and the warmest heat. I suddenly didn’t know what I would do if I could never feel them again.He tugged the backs of my knees, pulling me closer until I straddled him.Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. My pink dress to his black dress shirt and tie. We were so different, I realized then. Big and small. Hard and soft. Demanding and docile.We breathed each other’s air for a momentbefore he leaned in and ran his
ElenaNiklaus and I have been abstaining for weeks. I was surprised he agreed to it, with how incapable he is of keeping his hands off me.Four weeks doesn’t seem long in the grand scheme of things, but the more I’ve got to know him, the more I’ve wanted to climb him like a tree. There is something about learning the tough, muscular football player’s favourite movie is Moana.It does funny things to your insides.When I hold my arms up in the air, he sits up and pulls the T-shirt over my head. His brown eyes darken and the heat of his gaze travels over me, sending a jolt of anticipation up my spine. My bra goes next, his tongue immediately flicking over my already taut nipple. Travelling up my chest, he kisses his way to my mouth, grasping my face between his hands.“We breaking all the rules?” he asks against my mouth. There’s hardly any room between us and I swear this is the most content I’ve felt in weeks.“Definitely.”Finally, his mouth meets mine, tongue exploring fervently as
Vivian"You can't seriously think of dating all of them?" My mother scoffs dramatically."Why not? I love them." My mother has been against my relationship with my boyfriends since I can remember"Vivian, it's unnatural!" She shrieks, disbelief evident on her face. "What would people say?"I smile, "Good thing I don't give a fuck about what people say then. Goodbye, Mother," I retort before walking out of the house."Vivian! Vivian!! If you go to those men, I'll stop being your mother," she threatens. I scoff at the empty threat and continue walking to my car."That would work if you were a good mother in the first place," I snap angrily before getting into my car and driving off to the one place that feels like home.When I get there, I see them settled on the couch, watching a movie. "Viv, what's wrong? Daniel asks I step in with teary eyes. Cole and Riven stand immediately when they see me too.I shake my head, relief filling me. "Nothing. Kiss me, please. All of you,"Riven kisses
Veronica"I've missed you so much, baby." My husband mutters as I step into the living room. "Fuck, I've been hard all day thinking about you," Stefan says lowly."Did you enjoy fucking me in your office yesterday," I whisper in his ear."Fuck yes,"“Mmm.” His mouth is on the side of my neck, licking and nibbling. The touch is affectionate, although no less heated. He has the power to make me feel desired. The shivers that quiver along my body are just as hot as before but sweeter now. I reach for the waistband of his shorts, slip my hands underneath and feel his taut butt. Even there, he’s perfect.His lips still trailing kisses along the sensitive tendon on my neck, he gets rid of his shoes and socks, then drags his shorts and underwear down and kicks them off. Finally, he’s fully nude.His cock juts out, the head almost grazing his abs. I extend my hand down to grab it and run the pad of my thumb along the tip, but he wraps his hand around my wrist and pulls me away.“Later.” He sl
Rachel I've been in love with my neighbour for years. I wish I could say I had some self-respect when it came to him. I wish I could listen and forget about him when he blatantly tells me he doesn't like me. I wish I could say that when he kissed me last night for the first time, I didn’t kiss him back, or that I pushed him away and ran from him. But the moment his soft lips touch mine again, I lose all sense of time, place, and space. I lose all rationality.I kiss him back instantly. His kiss is not gentle or romantic; it is demanding, passionate, and possessive. He kisses me as if he wants to devour me, and it feels incredible. He takes my face in his hands, deepening the kiss. Our lips move in sync, his tongue tempting and brushing. Our breaths quicken, and I feel like I could pass out at any moment from the intensity of this kiss.I melt in his arms.I never thought anyone could make me feel this way. My whole body is electrified, blood rushing quickly through my veins. Damo
TW: PrimalEliaI’ll never stop being a coward and will never do what I want.To take risks.To step out of my comfort zone.I want that feeling of freedom again. I need to overflow with being both wrong and right at the same time.That's what I kept telling myself after clicking on the club's profile, I pause, then type a DM.I want to be chased and ambushed. In the dark. Where you can use me and no one knows.They read it. But no dots appear.I stare at my screen for what seems like hours, but no reply comes.So I flip my phone and groan when it falls on my face.What the hell have I done?I’ve been asking myself that question ever since I woke up this morning with an epic headache and an ache between my legs. Why the bloody hell did I message a sex club and tell them about my darkest fantasies?I had gotten over that situation, I even forgot about it. Until I received a reply from them. They had paired me with someone. They explained how they had sent him my details.Oh, God.A few
MelissaPeople always tell you how bad forbidden love is. How you should stay away from it. How it's.... forbidden.What they don't tell you, is how captivating it is. How it lures you into its tight grip and doesn't let go. How... intoxicating it is.Honestly, if the way I feel for this man is the same way Eve felt in the garden of Eden, towards that forbidden fruit, then I don't blame her for eating it.Because I would too.I swung open my door and stomped down the hallway to his study. I didn’t even knock as I pushed through the entrance.There he sat, Tristan Ford, glasses and a smirk on his face as he pumped himself once. His cock completely bared to me, long, hard, thick and throbbing. I gulped as I stood there. Seeing Tristan in the world he’d created for himself, surrounded by beautiful carved white crown mouldings, all the books had been turned with the pages facing out too, all white. The black bookcase holds all of the books in their rightful place. His desk was glass, his c