Salome Von Moretti, daughter of a feared mafia boss, longs for a normal life. At school, everyone avoids her—except Jordan, the football captain and boyfriend of the school's mean queen, Laura. He's stunning, mysterious, and now Salome's science partner. She wants him—and she always gets what she wants.*******************************I bit my lower lip like I couldn’t breathe. He was sitting right next to me, so close I could smell him—musky cologne with a hint of mint. It wrapped around me like a spell, and suddenly, even my name felt full of him. Jordan Fritwood. The captain of the football team. And now… my lab partner. Fate, you cruel bitch. But thank you. Up close, he looked unreal. His smooth, chocolate skin glowed under the sunlight streaming through the classroom window. When his eyes accidentally met mine—light brown, warm, magnetic—I felt the heat rush to my cheeks. I quickly looked down. "You okay?" His voice. God, he spoke to me. I looked up, meeting his ey
Colt Wincosin, a ruthless businessman,stands in his penthouse, anticipating thearrival of M.J., the hottest stripper in thecity. As she enters, Colt's calculatedhunger takes over. He commands her,using various toys and techniques to pushher to her limits, extracting raw, unfilteredscreams of…*****************************The city lights twinkled like distant stars as I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, a glass of aged whiskey in hand. The empire I’d built stretched far below me, a testament to my ruthlessness and ambition. But tonight, the boardroom battles felt distant, insignificant. Tonight, I was Colt Wincosin, the man who reveled in the raw, unfiltered screams of a woman pushed to her limits. And tonight, M.J. was my playground. I heard her before I saw her, the soft click of her heels against the marble floor echoing through the dimly lit hallway. My pulse quickened, not with anticipation, but with a calculated hunger. I knew exactly what I want
Sofia, a young woman, enters Dr. Chris Rahal'sconsultation room, where the tension fromtheir previous intimate encounter lingers.Despite the professional setting, theirchemistry is undeniable. The routinecheckup turns into a passionate encounter,leading to a raw and intense sexualexperience. **************************The nurse’s voice broke the silence in the waiting room, her tone gentle yet firm as she called out, “Dr. Rahal will see you now.” The door to the consultation room creaked open, revealing a sliver of warm, golden light that spilled into the antiseptic-scented air. The patient, a young woman named Sofia, rose from her seat, her heart pounding in her chest. She had been dreading this appointment for weeks, not because of any medical concern, but because of the man she was about to face—Dr. Chris Rahal. Their last encounter had been anything but professional, and the memory of it still stayed in her mind like a forbidden secret.Sofia smoothed her dress as she
Kim, a nineteen-year-old, visits Raphael,her friend's thirty-one-year-old uncle, tocollect on a bet. She had boldly asked himto perform oral sex on her and to have sexwith her. Raphael, intrigued, agreed. Theirencounter is intense and passionate, withKim taking control and pushing Raphael to…**********************I took a deep breath as I stood in front of Raphael’s apartment door, my heart pounding in my chest. It felt surreal, being here, about to make good on the deal we’d struck. I was only nineteen, but I knew what I wanted, and I wasn’t afraid to ask for it. Raphael, my friend’s thirty-one-year-old uncle, had lost our bet, and now he was going to fulfill my deepest desire. I’d been bold, maybe even reckless, when I’d told him exactly what I wanted: for him to go down on me, to suck me, to eat my pussy, and to fuck me until I couldn’t think straight. His reaction had been one of intrigued surprise, and now here I was, standing at his doorstep, ready to collect.The d
Judy, a professional dancer, is hired for aprivate performance by a billionaire in anopulent, dimly lit chamber.*******************Judy stood at the edge of the stage, her heart pounding in her chest as she surveyed the opulent private chamber. The walls, adorned with velvet drapes, seemed to swallow the light, leaving only a single spotlight to illuminate the center of the room. A solitary figure sat in the shadows, his presence commanding yet enigmatic. He was a billionaire, a man of immense wealth and power, and tonight, he had hired Judy for a private dance. But as she would soon discover, this was no ordinary performance.Judy took a deep breath, her fingers tracing the delicate straps of her silk robe. She was a professional, a dancer who had graced countless stages, but this felt different? The weight of his gaze, even from the darkness, sent a shiver down her spine. With a graceful sway of her hips, she began her routine, the soft melody of the music filling the room
Elias watches Belle, an eighteen-year-old with a mix of innocence and defiance, as she stands onan auction stage. Driven by her sister'sdebt, Belle is forced to participate in theauction, where Elias bids for her and wins.He takes her to his penthouse, assertinghi…************************The room was thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of desperation and desire. I stood at the back, my eyes locked on her like a predator stalking its prey. Belle. Just eighteen, with skin like cream and hair that cascaded in waves of midnight black. She was everything I’d ever craved, a living, breathing fantasy. And tonight, she was mine. Not by chance, but by choice—hers and mine. Her sister’s debt had driven her to this, and I’d been waiting for an opportunity like this for far too long. She stood on the small stage, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. The auctioneer’s voice droned on, but I barely heard him. My focus was solely on Belle, on the way her chest rose an