LOGINMERRY CHRISTMAS šš¤
I've been staring at this screen trying to figure out how to say what I want to say without sounding like a Hallmark card lol... but here goes.
Thank you.
Like genuinely, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
Do you know what it feels like to be a small author? It feels like shouting into the void and hoping someone hears you. It feels like putting pieces of your soul into a story and wondering if anyone will care. It feels like refreshing your stats at 3am just to see if one more person clicked.
And then you showed up.
You clicked. You read. You stayed. You voted. You commented. You added my book to your library like it mattered.
And to me? That's everything.
That's you saying "I see you and I pick you." Out of all the books on this app, you picked mine. Do you know how insane that is? How grateful I am?
So here's my Christmas wish... if this book has made you feel something, anything... would you leave me a review? š„ŗš
It doesn't have to be perfect. Just real. Just you and your thoughts and your words. Tell me what you loved, what you hated, what made you scream into your pillow lol. I want to hear it all.
Reviews are how other readers find me. But more than that... hearing from you reminds me why I do this.
Merry Christmas, loves. You're making my dreams come true and you don't even know it š¤
ā Remi š¤
CHAPTER 1: DON'T TOUCH WHAT'S MINEPIPER'S POVI know Uncle Gray wants to fuck me because I watched him jerk off saying my name six months ago.Last Christmas. Everyone drunk on eggnog and my mom's terrible mulled wine, the house too hot, too loud, too full of relatives who wanted to pinch my cheeks and ask about my major. I'd escaped upstairs to get away from my aunt's interrogation about my love life when I passed the guest room door and heard it.My name. Breathy. Desperate.Piper. Fuck. Piper.The door was cranked open just enough. I should have kept walking. Should have gone to my room and pretended I'd heard nothing.I stopped. I looked.Uncle Gray was on the edge of the bed, pants around his ankles, his fist wrapped around the biggest cock I'd ever seen. Thick and veiny and flushed almost purple at the tip, leaking pre-cum that dripped down his knuckles as he stroked himself hard and fast, the fat head flaring every time his hand
CHAPTER 3: SWALLOW BEFORE THE CAKE PIPER'S POV Grayson freezes with his tongue buried inside me. "Y-yeah!" My voice comes out high, strangled. Grayson hasn't moved ā his tongue is still deep in my pussy, his hands still spreading my ass wide. "Just changing! I spilled something on my bikini!" "Oh okay, honey. Have you seen Gray? Can't find him anywhere." Grayson's tongue curls inside me and starts moving again, slower but relentless. I bite down on my fist so hard I taste blood. "No, Daddy! Haven't seen him! Maybe he went to get more ice!" A pause that lasts a century. "Alright, well, we're cutting the cake soon. Don't take too long!" His footsteps retreat. The second he's gone, Grayson starts eating me again ā faster now, more urgent, his tongue fucking into me while his thumb attacks my clit and two thick fingers shove inside me, curling hard against my g-spot. "
CHAPTER 2: SHE COMES WHEN I SAY SHE COMES(TW: DUBCON, PUBLIC GROPING)"Count the hands," he whispers in my ear. "Feel how many men want to touch you right now. Feel how many men are going to make you come on this train."I try to count but his fingers curl inside me and someone's thumb finds my clit and I lose track, I lose everything except the pressure building in my core like a tide I can't stop, can't control, can't even slow down.Because every time I get close to thinking clearly another hand touches me somewhere new ā groping my fat tits harder, pinching and twisting my nipples until they're swollen and aching, spreading my ass cheeks so wide I feel exposed.And someone is now rubbing my clit in fast, rough circles while two sets of fingers pump in and out of my soaked cunt."She's close." A different voice, deeper, from my left. "I can feel her clenching.""Not yet." The first voice, commanding. "She comes when I say she comes. Keep her on the ed
CHAPTER 1: STRANGER AFTER STRANGER(TW: DUBCON, PUBLIC GROPING)The 7:42 train is always packed but today it's something else entirely, bodies crushed together so tight I can feel the buttons of the man in front of me pressing through my blouse, can smell the perfume of the woman beside me mixing with coffee breath and sweat and the metallic tang of the rails under us. I grab the overhead strap because there's nowhere else to hold and I plant my feet and I resign myself to another thirty minutes of being sardined between strangers while I think about the grocery list and the meeting at nine and whether Jerry remembered to take the trash out this morning like I asked him three times before I left.A hand touches my thigh and I don't think anything of it because hands are everywhere in this crush, elbows and shoulders and briefcases bumping against me from every direction, and it's just another accidental brush ofāThe fingers curl inward.My skin prickle
CHAPTER 6: RIDE ME, MOMMYDELILAH'S POVāA little training?āāMm-hm.ā I clench around him and he gasps, his cock twitching back to life already. āYou didnāt think this was a one-time thing, did you? Stepmommy has so much to teach you. Weāve barely scratched the surface.āHe is getting hard again. Already. The resilience of youth.āBut first,ā I push him off gently, feeling his cum gush out of me the second he pulls out in a hot, sticky flood that soaks the backseat. āWe need to get you to college. Your dorm awaits.āāFuck the dorm.āāLater.ā I wink at him. āNow clean up and drive. Iāll sit here and feel you dripping out of me the whole way.āThe dorm is chaos. Parents everywhere, moving boxes, tearful goodbyes. I smile and wave and make small talk while Beckettās cum slowly leaks into my panties, the warm, sticky mess squelching between my thighs with every step. No one suspects a thing.His room is a single ā thank god. His roommate is
CHAPTER 5: LESSON ONE: DON'T BE GENTLEDELILAH'S POVHe pushes deeper. And deeper. Until his balls are pressed against my ass and I am stuffed fuller than I have ever been in my life. He is so deep I can feel him in my stomach, the fat head pressing right against my cervix like he is knocking on the door of my womb. Feel him pressing against places his father has never reached, could never reach. My pussy walls flutter and clench around him, milking his thickness, creaming so heavily that it squirts out around his base and soaks his balls.āYouāre so tight,ā he breathes, wonder in his voice. āYouāre so fucking tight.āāAnd youāre so fucking big.ā I clench around him and he groans, the sound raw. āNow fuck me, baby. Show stepmommy what youāve got.āHe starts to move. Clumsy at first ā the strokes uneven, the rhythm off. He does not know what he is doing. Does not know how to use his body yet.But he is learning.āSlower,ā I instruct, grippin
SABINEāS POV The grand ballroom of the Fairmont Hotel glittered like a trap set just for me, chandeliers dripping light onto silk gowns and tuxedoed egos, every sparkle a reminder that I, Sabineāthe groomās ex, the villain in this storyāshouldnāt have come. Bu
CHAPTER 3: FUCKING THE BRATKIMāS POVIf I thought one night with them would get them out of my system, I was a fucking idiot.The next day, sitting in the library, my brain was pure static. My pussy was still throbbing, a sore, delicious reminder of how Mason had stretched me open, how Reece had
CHAPTER 3: KNOTTED IN BOTH HOLESLUUāS POVThe sensation was delicious. His mouth was hot, his tongueāthat wicked, forked tongueāwrapped around the peak, the two points flicking over the hypersensitive nub while he sucked, hard. It was a mix of sharp pleasure and a deep, aching need that radiated
AURORAāS POVMy heart has been racing since the first day I walked into Baron Enterprises.Iām just an intern, twenty-four and naive as hell, I know. But from the moment I saw himāCasper BaronāI was a goner.Heās⦠a lot. Tall, built like he could break you in half, with these dark gray eyes that s







