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My n*ppl*s strain against the lace fabric, begging for his mouth while I squeeze my thighs together, slick heat smearing between my folds. His voice alone—calm, commanding—does what my husband's c*ck never could. "It tightens when I come," I whisper, cheeks burning. "And penetration?" he asks, eyes locked on mine. "Shallow... or deep, with something thick enough to stretch you until you break?" I can't look away. Memories flood back: his grip on my hips, that fat c*ck slamming home from behind while I clutched the sink, biting back moans so no one would hear. Deeper. Always deeper. Full. Ruined. *** A nun's trembling fingers clean blood from a mafia lord's chest while he whispers exactly how he'll make her scream his name against cold stone walls. A step-sister's jealousy boils over when her brother brings home a girlfriend—until he drags her into the woods and fucks the possessiveness right out of her. A shy girl in the gym mirror watches her beast of a trainer's hands linger too long, praising her curves until "good girl" becomes the only word she can whimper to. And in a billionaire's mansion, a modest maid learns the twins didn't hire her to help clean—they hired her to take them both, deep and relentless, until she's dripping down her thighs. Forbidden touches. Broken vows. Power that bends to raw need. Lust wins. Every filthy time. Some affairs end in regret. These affairs always end with someone begging for more. If you want more breathtaking dirty stories, feel free to click on it.

Nikolai. Braxton. Derik. Three alphas who have pledged to protect the humans in their territory. All they ask in return is one night with the virgins of the villages, one night to take them under the blood moon and complete the ritual. This year is Lorelai’s turn. A winter born, cursed—or blessed—with powers rarely seen, Lorelai has been shunned by the other villagers her whole life. Once she’s taken to the wolves’ mansion, she takes matters into her own hands. After all, what if one night just isn’t enough?

She was always off limits... until she wasn't. Some lines were never meant to be crossed... Jace Crawford has lived by one rule for as long as he can remember. Never look at his best friend's little sister. It was easy when Jasmine was the kid who followed them around every summer, stealing hoodies and demanding a turn with the football. Then she left........... But when Jasmine returns to North Ridge University, she's no longer the awkward girl everyone remembers. She's confident, independent, and determined to make a name for herself.....without her overprotective brother watching her every move. One look is all it takes to shatter Jace's self-control. What begins as stolen glances and playful banter soon becomes an undeniable attraction neither of them can ignore. But falling for Jasmine could cost Jace the one friendship he's spent a lifetime building, and loving him might leave her caught between the two men who mean the most to her. Some rules exist for a reason. Others are worth breaking...........

"Is this about revenge? Because I didn't wait for you to go off with your fling?" He murmurs something I didn't catch. "Noah, just say what you want," I snap. I couldn't take his intense gaze anymore. You want my help, princess?" he asks calmly. "Fine. Marry me." “…What?” “You heard me.” I let out a short laugh. “You’re insane.” "Well, lucky for you. I have two options for you. I'm being so f*ck*ng generous." he replies. “Option one,” he says, watching me closely. “You marry me.” My breath catches. “Option two…” He steps closer. Close enough that I have to tilt my head to look at him. “You give me seventy days.” I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my ears. "Seventy days of what?" His gaze drops briefly to my lips, then back to my eyes. “Of you,” he says. Being generous, indeed. “Yeah. Right. Option 3?” Noah scoffs, turning toward the window indifferently. "Off you go, then. I am just feeling bad for your boy's life." He knows he has me cornered. "Fine." I grit out. "I'm listening." He turns back around, a triumphant gleam in his eyes. B*st*rd. He steps so close to me I can feel the heat off his chest. "I want you available to me. Whenever and wherever," he says, his voice thick. "In my bed, outside of it... you belong to me. For..." Aria never thought she would owe Noah anything but her hands were tied as her son’s life depended on him. Four years ago, her boyfriend chose her step-sister over her, announcing their engagement to the public while she was forced to remain hidden for more than seven years because of his career. Heartbroken, she left everything behind, started a new life in another country, building her designer brand into something successful and in demand. She believed the past was gone for good. Until her son fell critically ill. With no matching donor and no other option, Aria returned to the past she never wanted to face again. To Noah. Her ex-boyfriend’s best friend. Now one of the most powerful and desired men in the world. A man who always looked at her like she belonged to him. A man whose emotions toward her were always hot and cold—dangerous and unpredictable. He agreed to help her… but not without an ultimatum.

"An...thony... Please save me... I'm dying..." While my fiancé was walking down the aisle with my sister, I was here, soaked in blood, gasping for breath, and fighting for not only my life, but that of our unborn baby. "Don't be petty, Sophie. Are you doing this to make me stop the wedding?" "Let's talk when I get back." Then the line went dead... My heart stopped with it. When I opened my eyes, I was back to four years ago when everything started. The day I got engaged to Anthony. Then I saw him... His uncle. The man who held my cold body and cried desperately after my death. Why was my death so personal to him? The question rang in my head. There was only one way to find out and also get my revenge on everyone... Marry him...

She ran into a chapel to escape a nightmare—and stumbled straight into a billionaire’s vow. Twenty-year-old Emily Zack is desperate. Pregnant after a wild, masked one-night stand with a stranger, she is running from her parents, who are determined to take her baby and force her into a life she never wanted. All Emily wants is to keep her child and sketch her breathtaking fashion designs in peace. But when she hides behind the heavy double doors of a grand chapel, the latch gives way. Emily falls backward, crashing straight into the high-society wedding of the century. The bride has just stood up the groom. The chapel is in chaos. And a dazed, concussed Emily—who happens to be wearing white—blurts out *"I do"* to a priest who doesn't know any better. Enter Matthew Rice: cold, calculated, and the most powerful billionaire CEO in the city. To save his family empire from a catastrophic PR disaster, he takes the witty, unbothered stranger by the hand and claims her as his wife. Matthew vows to protect her and her unborn child, presenting a united front to his elite family. He is icy, brooding, and strictly business—yet he anticipates her every midnight craving, shields her from her past, and drops her off at university in high-end luxury cars just to show the world she belongs to him. Slowly, his frozen heart begins to melt for the free-spirited girl who lights up his darkest days. But as the bump grows and a beautiful baby is born, a striking resemblance triggers a shocking suspicion. Matthew demands a secret DNA test, only to uncover a breathtaking truth: The stranger from the masquerade night—the biological father of Emily's baby—isn't a ghost from her past. He’s the husband she accidentally married.

He laid me on the sheets, climbed over me, caged me with his arms. "Last chance to run," he said, voice low. "I need the money," I whispered, feeling so tiny in his arms. "You're soaking," he muttered. "Virgin or not, your p*ssy wants this." I moaned, looking away, couldn't help it. "Eyes on me, sweetheart," he pushed his tip in slowly. "F*ck," he groaned. "So tight." He f*ck*d me like he was claiming something. "Come for me," he whispered in my ears, moving faster. "Damien," I cried out his name as I came. "That's it," he growled. After a long minute he pulled out slowly. "One night," he said again, almost like a reminder. ... Weeks later, I walked through the quiet hall of my school. A massive portrait stared back at me. Damien Blackwood Principal Benefactor and Owner Columbia University. Same man who'd just taken my virginity for money. My stomach dropped. "Oh f*ck... what have I done?"

She went to a club with her friends to drink for the first time after finishing her third-year examinations. Gabriella was a 21-year-old virgin who had never kissed anybody before. She met a stranger at a club, accompanied him to a hotel, had her first kiss, and lost her virginity. She enjoyed herself. When she awoke the next morning, the man was gone,  He left. She found out she was pregnant a few months later. She continued to go to the hotel in the hopes of running into the man, but after four months, she gave up. He abandoned her, leaving her to face the situation alone. She dropped out of university to raise her son. She returned to school a year later to complete her studies and get her degree. She then saw the person she had slept with on TV and realized he was now engaged, as well as the fact that he was the well-known multi-billionaire Javier Hills. What would his grandma do when she finds a boy who looks just like her grandson? W Will She brush it off or would she be convinced that the little boy was her great-grandson? What will Javier's Grandmother do?

WARNING! SMUT! SMUT!! SMUT!!🔞 “Open your f*ck*ng legs wider, b*tch, and stop pretending this isn't what you have always wanted.” I flinch at the boom of his voice and do as he says. He drives in three fingers into my p*ssy as he pounds my *ss and all I can do is moan and take it. “Take it, you filthy f*ck*ng sl*t,” he says, pounding harder into me. “This is what you want right? To be a filthy f*ck*ng sl*t. If this is what you want, you can f*ck*ng take it.” And I can feel his c*ck hitting my guts. ***** I am Holly Winterbourne. I am a young girl with a secret forbidden crush on her best friend's father. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't even think of his touch on my body and most importantly, I shouldn't be F*CK*NG him. But fate brings us together during the holidays and I realize I can't resist my best friend's father, no matter how hard I try.

Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way. When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Thompson agrees. But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else? Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her? And if so... what does she do about her husband? One Weekend with the Billionaire is a s*xy story for mature readers.

I let a stranger destroy me in a hotel room. Two days later, I walked into my internship and found him sitting behind the CEO's desk. Now I fetch coffee for the man who made me moan, and he acts like I’m the one who crossed a line. ****** It started with a dare. It ended with the one man she should never want. June Alexander didn’t plan to sleep with a stranger. But on the night she celebrates landing her dream internship, a wild dare leads her into the arms of a mysterious man. He’s intense, quiet, and unforgettable. She thought she’d never see him again. Until she walks into her first day at work— And finds out he’s her new boss. The CEO. Now June has to work under the man she shared one reckless night with. Hermes Grande is powerful, cold, and completely off-limits. But the tension between them won’t go away. The closer they get, the harder it becomes to keep her heart and their secrets safe.

🔞🔞 “Answer me…how many damned men have taken pleasure from this body…” I shake as I feel his fingers skating down my chest… Torso, Then…then…my womanhood. I moan, staring into his orbs with desire... He locks eyes with me while he feathers a touch over my nether regions. “Speak up. How many men have touched this nether parts, make it swell…make it sensitive…speak?” He commands and I moan again... *** Since my eighteenth birthday everything I felt for David turned into lust. I want him to ruin me for other men but he keeps rejecting me. Breaking my heart. I'm not about to stop. I'll tempt him until he caves. Until he makes his. Because David Truman is mine.

BLURB: Forbidden Romance. Best Friend's Sister. Age Gap. There are a million reasons this can't work, but Dominick and Phoebe just can't help themselves Phoebe Jackson is a Law Student looking for an Internship which she got through her brother at K2 Law Firm. There, she met Dominick Kincaid, one of the founders of the Law Firm she's interning at. Dominick is grumpy, no-nonsense, sees worst in people. They hated each other on the spot and they continuously clashed, but is it truly hate? A very thin line differentiates Hate from Love. Keep reading to see them discover their Love!

Isabella needs a huge sum of money for her aged grandmother's surgery. She has nowhere to go for help and she decides to seek help from her Billionaire boss, Jayden. Jayden doesn't believe in marriage and happily ever after but he needs a wife so his mother would stop pestering him when he eventually proves to her that marriage isn't for him by getting divorced after a year. Isabella comes to him for help at the right time; a contract is signed and there will be no strings attached. After a year, they will both go their separate ways. What will happen after a night of drunken passion between them? Will Isabella be able to endure his cruelty for just one year or leave before the stipulated time for their marriage to end? Will Jayden find Isabella or let her go with his seed growing inside her?