His hot breath fanned my ear and I nearly died the moment the straps of my dress fell away. Revealing a part of myself that left me vulnerable to his hungry gaze that moved over me. I pride myself on decency, to always be appropriate but the way he clenched his jaw and ran his large hands on my thighs made me go. . . to hell with decency. Reaching out, the need to touch him no longer bearable, I traced the outline of his torso through the fabric of his shirt. But even that wasn't enough as my hands moved underneath the fabric to trace the muscles there. He shifted slightly away triggering a fear in me that I had done something wrong. However, the fear diminished when he removed the fabric- granting my eyes the chance to feast on seeing more of his skin. He moved forward peppering light kisses all over my neck and torso only to latch onto my nipple tugging gently on the hard nub. I cried out at the movement of his teeth and tongue as his hands kept me close hindering any chance to reduce the contact to damn near impossible. Reducing the contact was the last thing I wanted, especially considering how far we had come. . .

(Dark Romance) Zora Kaureen tak menyangka akan bertemu kembali dengan Nevano Abraham yang menjadi CEO di perusahaan tempatnya bekerja. Kehadiran Nevano benar-benar membuat hidup Zora bagai mimpi buruk. Penyesalan Zora yang dulu rela ditiduri Nevano 9 tahun silam karena terdesak uang demi keluarganya, membuat Zora tak bisa berkutik saat Nevano yang brengsek memanfaatkan kelemahannya untuk mengintimidasinya. Entah karena dendam ataupun obsesi, Nevano seolah tak ingin melepaskan Zora dari genggamannya. Bagi Nevano, melihat gadis keras kepala itu menderita dan tampak tak berdaya di hadapannya merupakan hal terindah yang Nevano rasakan. Namun, Nevano tak sadar alasan terbesar penyiksaannya terhadap Zora sebenarnya bukanlah karena dendam atau obsesi gilanya semata, melainkan karena sebuah perasaan cinta. Sayangnya, ketika Nevano menyadari hal itu. Semuanya sudah terlambat!

Her smirk tempts all to spend a single Night or more inside Her continent. To take Pleasure in Her tunnels soaked with honey and milk. Rolling off the tongue, Her taste is sought after, As ships from far and wide come to soak in Her juices that are unique. She has no curse Between Her thighs, only redemption that frees me from chains that weigh me down. And thus I confess she is the one I always needed... His voice sounded so delicate, entrancing the simplicity of desire in me, I died then and there in his palms. This boy has me and fighting it for as long I could this attraction won. I'm a good girl really I am. So why don't I mind being bad for him? His hands seek refuge under my dress, evoking an involuntary gasp out of my lips as his tongue moved from my earlobe to the scope of my neck leaving a sinful trail. My arms held him as close to my body as it experienced electrical surges as my wetness trailed down my quivering thighs currently wrapped around his waist. His lips found mine, his tongue probing mine to only feel as it lavishly caressed parts of my soul I never knew existed. The groan that fell from his lips, vibrated the space in between, as he pushed me further up the wall with his hips. * * * Raquel never felt satisfied with her relationship. What happens when an awkward situation turns into a collision of two hearts never anticipating love to envelop them? Yes - he was younger than her and he was her opposite in every sense of the word. Although they face judgement and ridicule from all angles, the desires pumping through their veins are too strong to simply fade away.

When Aaliyah Winston waltzed into the city of New York in search of a new life, unexpectedly she is thrust into a world that makes her gain more than she bargained for once she catches the eye of Nicholas Walsh, the boss of the mob. Drenched in decadence and an allure that has her throwing all caution aside, Nicholas proves to be more than meets the eye. As they indulge in an attraction so powerful and addictive surpassing that of any drug it's in their aim for love, when family secrets and lies are exposed. It's quite a risk to allow a man of the mob into her bed but the true test of whether they’ll survive lies if she can accept hands that have been painted in blood holding her heart.