Naked Scripts (Erotica Collection)
“Hold the fucking counter,” he growls.
I grip the edge. He slams into me raw (one brutal thrust that punches the air from my lungs).
“Fuck—Jake—” I choke.
He sets a punishing rhythm, hips snapping so hard the cabinets rattle, cock splitting me open.
“Quiet,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to echo. “Your brother’s ten feet away.”
Another vicious spank. Then another. My skin burns red.
“Yes—Daddy—harder—” I sob, biting my lip bloody.
He spanks me again and again, handprints blooming, fucking me so deep my toes curl.
“You love this, don’t you?” he rasps. “Love getting wrecked while Tyler sleeps.”
“Yes—fuck yes—don’t stop—”
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Naked Scripts is a compilation of thrilling, heart throbbing erotica short stories that would keep you at the edge in anticipation for more.
It's loaded with forbidden romance, domineering men, naughty and sex female leads that leaves you aching for release.
From forbidden trysts to irresistible strangers.
Every one holds desires, buried deep in the hearts to be treated like a slave or be called daddy! And in this collection, all your nasty fantasies would be unraveled.
It would be an escape to the 9th heavens while you beg and plead for more like a good girl.
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Chapter: The Professor- 5CHAPTER 5BRIANNAThe hotel room door clicked shut behind us, and the city lights filtered through the half-drawn curtains like they were watching. My wrists were already tied to the headboard with his silk tie, stretched above my head, and my ankles were spread wide, secured to the footboard with the hotel robe belts. I was naked, dripping, trembling. Dante stood at the edge of the bed in nothing but his dress pants, unbuttoned, that dangerous smile on his face."Please, Daddy," I whispered, arching my hips off the mattress. "I need you inside me. I've been good all day at the conference. I sat there in that boring panel pretending to take notes while I was soaked thinking about this."He chuckled low, crawling onto the bed between my spread thighs. His fingers traced lazy circles on my inner thigh, inches from where I ached most. "Oh, baby girl. You've been such a good little slut for me today. Smiling at the department chair like you weren't clenching your thighs under the table ev
Last Updated: 2026-04-08
Chapter: The Professor- 4CHAPTER 4BRIANNAThe rain came down in sheets, hammering the roof of the faculty parking lot like it wanted to drown the whole campus. Everyone else had already bolted the second the last seminar let out, umbrellas popping open like black mushrooms as they ran for their cars. I lingered in the hallway outside the lecture hall, pretending to check my phone, but really just waiting for him.Dante appeared at the end of the corridor, coat slung over one arm, briefcase in hand. He saw me and stopped. For a second his face did that thing again, the one where he looked like he was fighting every instinct he had."You don't have an umbrella," he said. Not a question. Just a fact.I shrugged, letting my lips curve. "Didn't think I'd need one."He exhaled through his nose, glanced at the glass doors where water was sluicing down in rivers. "Come on. I'll drive you."I followed him out without a word. The cold hit first, then the wet. Rain soaked through my thin blouse in seconds, plastering t
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Chapter: The Professor- 3CHAPTER 3BRIANNAThe lecture hall still hummed with the ghost of a hundred pens scratching notes when the last student finally shuffled out. The heavy door clanged shut behind them, sealing us in. Tiered seats rose empty around us like silent witnesses. I stayed behind on purpose, pretending to pack my bag slowly, bending just enough that my red skirt rode up the backs of my thighs. The same red skirt I’d promised him.Dante stood at the podium, erasing the whiteboard with sharp, angry strokes. His shoulders were tight, jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle jump from here. He hadn’t looked at me once during the entire lecture. But I’d felt his eyes every time I crossed my legs in the front row.The second the door clicked, he snapped.“Lock it.”His voice was low, dangerous. No please. No question.My hands shook as I turned the deadbolt. The sound echoed like a gunshot.When I faced him again, he was already stalking toward me, tie loosened, sleeves rolled, eyes black with eve
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Chapter: The Professor- 2CHAPTER 2BRIANNAThe fluorescent lights in the department lounge had been dimmed hours ago, leaving only the desk lamp glowing like a guilty secret. Stacks of ungraded midterms teetered on every surface, red pens scattered like blood drops. It was past midnight. The building was dead quiet except for the occasional creak of old pipes and the soft rustle of paper.I’d stayed late to help. That’s what I told myself. That’s what I told him.Dante, Professor Hale to everyone else sat in his high-backed chair, sleeves rolled to his elbows, tie long discarded. His hair was mussed from running his hands through it too many times. He looked exhausted. He looked wrecked. He looked like a man who’d been fighting himself since the first day of the semester.I perched on the edge of his desk, legs crossed, the same black skirt riding high enough that I knew he could see the lace edge of my thigh-highs if he let his eyes drift. He hadn’t looked at me directly in forty minutes.“Last batch,” I sai
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Chapter: The Professor- 1THE PROFESSORCHAPTER 1BRIANNAThe door to Professor Hale’s office was already cracked open when I got there, like he’d been expecting me. Or maybe he just never bothered to close it all the way anymore. Either way, my heart slammed against my ribs the second I saw him behind that wide oak desk—same desk I used to fantasize about being bent over during every single one of his undergrad seminars three years ago.I didn’t knock. I just pushed the door wider and stepped inside, letting it swing almost shut behind me. The click of the latch felt louder than it should have.“Professor Hale,” I said, voice brighter than I felt. “Long time no see.”He looked up from the stack of syllabi he was pretending to read. For one heartbeat his face softened—genuine surprise, maybe even something warmer.“Brianna.” He stood. Slowly. Like he was reminding himself not to move too fast. “You’re early for office hours.”“I couldn’t wait.” I smiled, the kind of smile I used to flash him when I knew I’d ac
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Chapter: Rivals Till The End- 3CHAPTER 3The team bus hummed down the dark highway like a secret the night was trying to keep, tires whispering against the asphalt while the rest of the debate squad slept under jackets and blankets, heads lolling against windows and each other. Riley sat in the very back row, the one nobody ever wanted because it was too far from the bathroom and too close to the rumbling engine. But tonight? Tonight it was perfect. Her head rested on Xander’s shoulder like it was the most innocent thing in the world, her cheek against the soft fabric of his team hoodie, pretending they were just exhausted co-captains sharing warmth after a long day of rounds.It wasn’t innocent. Not even close.Her heart pounded so hard she was sure he could feel it through her ribs. Three years of hating each other in the debate room, three years of sharp words and stolen glares, and now this—whatever this dangerous, addictive thing between them had become. And now, under the thick shared blanket, his hand was mo
Last Updated: 2026-04-08
Naked Pages (Erotica Collection)
"You wanna gеt fuckеd likе a good girl?” I askеd, voicе low.
Shе smilеd. “I’m not a good girl.”
I growlеd. “No. You’rе not.”
Shе gaspеd as I slammеd into hеr in onе thrust, burying mysеlf all thе way.
“Damian—!”
I covеrеd hеr mouth with my hand.
“Bе quiеt,” I hissеd in hеr еar. “You don’t want Mommy to hеar, do you?”
Hеr еyеs widеnеd.
I pullеd out slow—thеn slammеd back in hard.
Shе moanеd against my hand.
“God, you’rе so tight,” I groanеd. “You wеrе madе for this cock.”
Hеr lеgs wrappеd around mе, pulling mе dееpеr.
I prеssеd my hand hardеr against hеr mouth, muffling thе sounds of hеr criеs as I thrust into hеr again and again.
Thе bеd crеakеd. Hеr body shook.
“Thought I wouldn’t find out you wеrе a littlе slut for mе,” I growlеd. “Kissing mе. Riding my facе. Acting so damn innocеnt.”
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Naked Pages is a compilation of thrilling, heart throbbing erotica short stories that would keep you at the edge in anticipation for more.
It's loaded with forbidden romance, domineering men, naughty and sex female leads that leaves you aching for release.
From forbidden trysts to irresistible strangers.
Every one holds desires, buried deep in the hearts to be treated like a slave or be called daddy! And in this collection, all your nasty fantasies would be unraveled.
It would be an escape to the 9th heavens while you beg and plead for more like a good girl.
This erotica compilation is overflowing with scandalous scenes ! It's intended only for adults over the age of 18! And all characters are over the age of 18.
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Chapter: The Manager- 4CHAPTER 4CELESTEAdrian stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.“You’ve already been fucked twice tonight.” His voice is sharp, low, edged with disbelief. “Aren’t you tired?”I shrug, completely naked, leaning against the sofa arm. “You know I haven’t had sex in months.”His brow furrows. “Celeste—”“Don’t ‘Celeste’ me.” I push off the sofa, stepping closer. “You know what it’s like. Idol life. Contracts. Image. Always working, never living.”“You’re not supposed to—”“I don’t care what I’m supposed to.” My hand presses against his chest, sliding down until I feel him, hard even though he’s trying to resist. “What I care about is you fucking me again.”He catches my wrist. “No. You need sleep.”“Adrian,” I whisper, palming him through his pants. “You’ve been my manager for five years. You know me better than anyone. Do you really think I’ll sleep now?”His jaw tightens. He doesn’t move. Doesn’t answer.I squeeze him harder.“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath, shutting his eyes for a se
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Chapter: The Manager- 3CHAPTER 3CELESTEThe door bursts open.“Celeste!”Two staff members rush in, faces flushed. They stop dead at the sight of me—hair a mess, lipstick smeared, dress half-zipped. Their eyes flick to Adrian leaning against the wall, shirt wrinkled, hair mussed, chest still rising too fast.Silence.“Fix her,” Adrian says, voice sharp.They scramble. One drags me into the chair, fumbling for powder and lip gloss. The other sprays perfume over me, heavy, too sweet, trying to mask what we both know clings to my skin. Their hands tremble as they pat my face.I bite back a laugh.They’re suspicious. They’re dying to whisper about why my thighs are pressed so tight together, why my lipstick is gone, why Adrian looks like he just dragged me through hell. But they don’t dare.Adrian’s eyes are on them, cold, cutting. One girl giggles nervously—until she meets his gaze. She chokes on the sound, coughing into her brush.I smirk, watching my reflection in the mirror. Glitter, gloss, perfect again.
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Chapter: The Manager- 2CHAPTER 2CELESTEThe words make me drip. My thighs press together as I gag on him, spit spilling down my chin.“You like this?” he rasps. “Like being down there?”I nod, mouth full, humming a yes that vibrates around him.“Shit don’t stop.” His head drops back against the wall. His chest heaves, breath uneven. “Your mouth’s perfect. So fucking perfect.”I moan again, swallowing more, lips sliding to the base. Tears sting my eyes from the stretch. He groans, low and broken.“You’re going to ruin me,” he mutters, voice wrecked. His grip tightens, guiding me, but not too hard. Just enough. “Don’t you dare stop—”The muffled sound of fans chanting my name bleeds through the walls.I hollow my cheeks, gag again, spit dripping onto my tits. I pull back with a wet pop, licking my lips, panting.“You like that?” I whisper, voice wrecked. “You like seeing your precious little idol like this?”His jaw clenches. He strokes my cheek with his thumb, smeared with my spit. “Don’t ever call yourself
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Chapter: The Manager-1THE MANAGERCHAPTER 1CELESTE“Five minutes till stage.”Adrian’s voice slides against my skin, low and husky, too close to my ear.I don’t look at him. I stare at my reflection instead. Sparkling dress. Perfect hair. Red lips. The idol everyone worships.“You nervous?” he asks, fingers brushing my collarbone as he adjusts the mic wire.I force a laugh. “What do you think? There are twenty thousand people out there screaming my name.”“You’ll impress them like always,” he says.“Stop hyping me up. I might think you actually care.”His eyes meet mine in the mirror. “Maybe I do.”My throat goes dry. I turn my face before I give myself away. His hand lingers an extra second on my skin before he steps back.“Deep breath,” he says quietly. “Don’t let them see you shake.”The problem is, I’m not shaking because of the fans.“You’re bossy,” I mutter.“You pay me to be.” His mouth curves, but only slightly.My gaze dips before I can stop it. To the sharp line of his pants. To the bulge I noti
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Chapter: The Hockey Captain Boyfriend- 3CHAPTER 3Cole carried me into his dorm like I weighed nothing, his lips still hot on mine. I clung to his shoulders, dazed from what had just happened at the rink.He kicked the door shut with his foot, dropped me gently on the bed, and hovered over me. His hoodie was off, leaving just the plain white tee stretched across his chest. Sweat, faint musk, soap—he smelled intoxicating.I stared up at him, heart racing. He didn’t say a word at first, just brushed his fingers down my cheek, slower, softer than I’d ever seen him.“You okay?” he asked quietly.I nodded, voice caught in my throat. “Yeah.”“Good.” His mouth curved. “Because I’m not letting you run from me tonight.”He kissed me again, but not rushed—deep, unhurried. His tongue tangled with mine as his weight sank down over me, pressing me into the mattress. I melted, sighing against him.His hands slid under my dress, but this time he didn’t rip or grab. He touched me like he was learning me—palms gliding over my thighs, thumbs
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Chapter: Hockey Captain Boyfriend- 2CHAPTER 2The rink was empty. Just the hum of the lights and the faint echo of our footsteps.Cole dropped his gear bag by the bench and tossed me his jacket. “Put it on. It’s freezing in here.”I slipped it over my shoulders. It smelled like him—sweat, soap, ice. My chest tightened.He skated out onto the ice, just in sweats and a hoodie, moving smooth and fast. Like the ice belonged to him. Watching him was dangerous. Too easy to forget he was mine now.He skated back, leaned against the barrier, eyes locked on me. “You’ve been driving me crazy all night.”I blinked. “What did I do?”“That little dress at the party. The way you wouldn’t stop teasing me.” His grin was sharp, but his voice was low, darker. “You think I don’t notice the way you look at me?”My mouth went dry. “Cole—”“Get over here.”I hesitated. He vaulted the barrier like it was nothing, landing in front of me. My back hit the cold glass as his hands planted on either side of me.“Say it,” he murmured, breath warm ag
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