LOGINDear reader, you have been warned. This isn't your regular romance... In fact, it's not romance at all. These are unapologetic stories of pleasure, lust, power and obsession. These men and women will infiltrate your thoughts, your mind and your body, and they will do so without your permission. Every word is spoken out of sinful desire, and every action will leave you dripping from your core, ready to burst. Are you ready to go down this rabbit hole where the line between lust and moral is drawn? If you are not, then leave while you still can, but if you are, then go ahead and turn the pages, be ready to have your darkest desires dug out and explored. .... Trigger warnings! BDSM LGBTQ content. DOMINANT AND SUBMISSIVE. TABOO/STEP SIBLINGS AND STEP PARENTS. STALKING AND KIDNAPPING. EXPLICIT SEX SCENES.
View More"Tell me right now, did he fuck you?" Teddy questions, leaning in way too much. I can feel her excited breaths on my skin, and I move back with a grin on my face."Why would he? He's my professor and I am his student." I answer with a straight face. There is silence between us for a while before we both burst out laughing, gaining the attention of some of the other students in the class. "Bitch, stop playing and tell me!" She says, restless. "Well," I reduce my voice to a whisper, "he did touch me, but we haven't fucked yet. I'm going to his office today and I'm going to try and seduce him." I answer and she squeals. "No way!" "Hey, can you both keep it down? Some of us are trying to study!" A student in front of us fumes, tossing back her blonde hair while glaring at us. She is our next door neighbor who has hated us for the longest time.I decide to ignore her, but Teddy won't let it slide. "What about when your moans stop me from sleeping? Did I complain about that?" Teddy sn
An electrifying bolt of pleasure runs down my spine as soon as his lips meet with my right nipple. I can't help but throw my head back, my fingers digging into the desk that I am sitting on. My legs are crossed on top of each other as I savor the feeling of his wet tongue and cold lips on my breast. His tongue slowly flicks my nipple, teasing lightly, and making me more expectant. He withdraws his tongue and holds my crazily erect nipple between his teeth, biting and gently grazing it, leaving me with a dipping heartbeat. I can't help but shut my eyes in pleasure, my fingers still clinging to the desk. I can feel my own wetness drenching my panties, and it is making me crave for him more than ever. I cannot believe that this is actually happening after months of thinking about it and fantasizing about my professor. It feels like a dream, and even if it is, I never want to wake up from it. One of his hands sneak around my waist, pulling me closer to himself as his buries his nose i
It's got to be at least eight inches, or maybe I'm overthinking it. But I can't help the sweat that trickles down my face as I stare at the giant cock in front of me. How can it be so big? And how can he keep it locked in those pants without it bouncing around whenever he walked?I snap out of my thoughts when he clears his throat. I take my eyes up to meet his gaze for a split second, and I can see the darkness etched on his face, buried underneath his grin. I return my attention to his throbbing dick which has been waiting for me to take it in my mouth. I salivate, swallowing the lump in my throat before wrapping my palm around the heavy shaft. It throbs in my palm and my knees buckle in excitement. A soft hum escapes professor Ivan's throat when I start to work my way up and down his shaft. His veiny cock seems to welcome my touch, because it keeps bobbing and throbbing, visibly begging for more. The professor also looks like he is about to run out of patience, but I am determine
"Miss Amy Smith?" Professor Ivan's secretary calls out to me, her voice tender but firm. I look up from my phone, my eyebrows raising as I blink at her. "The professor will see you now." She gives me a bit of a scowl, and I roll my eyes, understanding exactly what her problem is. It is no news that she sleeps with the professor, I mean, I would do the same thing if I was working for a hot man like professor Ivan. I tuck my phone into my tote bag before standing to my feet and making my way into the office. His office is grand, made to look even bigger by the imposing paintings hanging on each wall. Almost everything is made out of varnished oak wood, the evoking scent wafting through the air. A giant table is in the middle of the office, with tons of files, books and ornaments piled on it. The glass windows reflect the sun's rays, and the view of the city from them is mesmerizing.Then, behind the desk, professor Ivan sits with his index fingers pressed together and resting unde
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