ANMELDENDisclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat.---STELLA'S POVFifty thousand dollars.That was what Seth Calloway brought to the table and the moment he said it, every sensible thought I had lined up in my head walked quietly out of my head.His mother was sick and she wanted him to get a girlfriend before she moved on to the other world.He needed someone beside him to get his mom off his back. And that person was me.Don't be confused, I'm his ex-girlfriend's sister and he called me on a Tuesday evening, and offered me fifty thousand dollars to be his fake girlfriend. And I had willingly accepted his offer without thinking twice about it.Now here I was, sitting in the passenger seat of his car memorizing a story that was not true.You are doing this for the money Stella. That is the only reason you are doing this. The fact he remembered you and something in your chest
ZINNIA'S POV “I guess Ryder doesn't use these words on you.”He smiled, his eyes moving to my exposed lap.“And what if he doesn't?” I asked, expecting him to say something else but his response shocked me.“Don't tell me he haven't fucked you yet. And even if he had, how do you beg him for more? Is it Fuck that pussy or hit that spot babe?” He laughed, it was clear he knew what the answer was and he was clearly making a mockery of me. I wasn't having it, I frowned and put on a serious look.“Kelly! I don't want you talking about my marriage life, leave it out of everything you have to say. Besides, it is not the right thing to do.”“Fine, just don't turn off on me.” He pressed his palm together more like a please.“You came with your luggage, how long do you plan on staying?” I asked.“This is my brother's house Zinnia, I can stay as long as I want, besides I know you want me here.” He smiled.“What a joke.” I scoffedHe flashes me a quick grin but I roll my eyes at him.I proceeded
Disclaimer!!! : Explicit erotica concept, raw and unfiltered desires. BDSM and Kink. Triggering themes. Do not go any further if you are not ready for the heat.No Intro, go in blind and enjoy the outcome.-----ZINNIA’S POVI gasped as I moaned out my husband's name. I arched up towards him as he stroked my pussy with his cock. I writhed against the bedsheet moaning out loudly.“Fuck Ryder….oh babe!” I watched my husband slip his cock out of my pussy and give me a spank on my ass. Making me scream, and coming back to reality.This was me, dreaming about him fucking me again. It was becoming a daily routine for me.I stared at the empty room, hoping he would walk in through that door and say something to me, and fuck me but that wasn't going to happen.Not when he was on a trip and won't be back for one month.One whole month of my wanting my husband and he was nowhere to be found.I was all alone in this big mighty house.I jerked up from the bed, threw the sheets away and got down.
ETHAN'S POV She was awake before I opened my eyes.I could tell from the way she was lying beside me on the couch.Her head was on my chest, her hand flat on my ribs. I lay there and looked at the ceiling then back at her. Her eyes were closed but I knew she was thinking. She was far from being asleep."Ethan," she called my name finally."Yeah," I said.She lifted her head up and stared at me. I stared back at her, the environment still behind us. We were locked in the study until we stopped hating each other. But right now, it was a different case."Say something," she said."You first," I said.She took her eyes away from me and stared at the ceiling. "I have spent two years being angry at you for something I misunderstood.""I have spent two years doing the same thing," I said.She looked back at me. "We are both idiots.""Completely," I agreed.She sat up, pushed her hair back, and looked around the study. At the food basket on the floor, the locked door, the morning light co
Rated 18+Intro: He loves her and she hates him. His grandfather had enough of both of them.---NADIA'S POVTwo years.Two years of living in the same house, eating at the same table, breathing the same air, saying absolutely nothing to each other that wasn't required by basic human decency.Ethan Cole was my husband and I could not stand him.He was arrogant, cold, always looking at me like I was something he had to tolerate, always walking into rooms and sucking the warmth right out of them. He had this way of looking at me that made me feel like I was an inconvenience he had been handed and had never figured out what to do with.I felt the same way about him.At least that was what I told myself every morning when I woke up in my room on one side of this massive house and heard him moving around in his on the other side.His grandfather had been watching us for two years.Grandpa Cole was seventy three years old and had absolutely no patience left for nonsense. He had made that
Rated 18+Intro: Everyone saw the bad boy and the nerd girl. But no one saw what they were both hiding.---SASHA’S POVSport period was the one hour of the week I actually looked forward to.Not because I liked sports. I was terrible at sport and everyone including my PE lecturer knew it. I looked forward to it because for exactly one hour the library was empty, the hallways were quiet, and I could breathe without someone asking me to explain a concept or help with an assignment.I slipped out of the gymnasium the moment the lecturer turned his back and walked toward the main building with my hands in my hoodie pocket and my earphones in.I heard him behind me before I saw him."Nerd."I kept walking."Sasha." His voice dropped on my name the way it always did when we were alone, different from how he said everything else.I turned around.Kai was walking toward me with his hands in his pockets, that expression on his face that he reserved specifically for me. The one that had noth
CHAPTER FIVE The first seven days after Mia left felt like living inside a dream that Lana never wanted to wake from. Every morning she opened her eyes to sunlight pouring through the master bedroom curtains and his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Every night she fell asleep with her head
CHAPTER TWO Lana stood frozen against the bathroom door while the words still echoed in her ears. He had just told her to let him help her finish properly. His knees pressed into the marble floor as he knelt right in front of her. The amber nightlight painted golden stripes across his broad shoul
CHAPTER EIGHT Amara spent the morning weaving through the house to avoid Jace. After breakfast, where her mother’s sharp glance had nearly unraveled their secret, she lingered in the kitchen, scraping crumbs from her barely touched toast into the trash can. Her fingers trembled as she stacked pla
CHAPTER FOUR The house had gone still after Nicole left. The slam of the front door still echoed in Amara’s head. She sat on the couch for what felt like hours, staring at the wall, trying to make sense of what just happened.Her lips still tingled. She pressed her fingers against them, as if she







