Romances Online sobre Contemporary e Histórias com Badgirl e Age Gap

"Your pet is fidgeting and hot. Are you running a fever? Or should I help you solve it?" "Do you know who you're talking to?" The man asked with restraint. His wide hand tightened its grip on my ass*, which had only been supporting it so faithfully a moment ago. I didn't even realize when he had stopped walking. "Why, do you like it, Selio?" I squeezed his length* again and played with it while the man let out a series of low curse.

Savannah thought she found her forever home when she was adopted at a young age. It didn't take her long to find out she was meant to be nothing more than a replacement for the daughter that went missing. When the real daughter returns she tries to get rid of Savannah. Not knowing where else to go, she turns to her adopted brother for help. The man she has been in love with for years. She seduces him and tries to make him fall for her. The same way she has fallen for him.

If the idea of the men who should have protected you instead holding you down and taking what they want still makes you flinch, close this now. Find something softer. But if your body already answers—if a stepfather’s hand on your throat, an uncle’s cock splitting you open, a stepbrother’s weight pinning you makes you wet—then stay. The first stories are about girls. Innocent. Mouthy. Curious. Already wet and pretending they aren’t. Stepfathers who stop pretending when the house goes quiet. Uncles who watched too long. Stepbrothers who lock the door and force every inch while she stays silent. Fathers-in-law. Dad’s friends. Men who raised them, who should have looked away, who instead tell them to be good. Rough throats. Tight holes forced open. Creampies dripping while someone sleeps nearby. “Daddy’s going to fill you.” “Keep quiet or I’ll do it again.” “This pussy was always going to be mine.” Sneaking. Caught. Used anyway. Blackmail. Training. Breeding talk that ignores how young or scared she sounds. That is the beginning. Then the boys on their knees for the same men—stepbrothers, uncles, the stepfather who claims his stepson’s mouth and ass. Then the women: stepmothers pinning daughters, aunts with a strap, sisters who stop pretending. Gay. Lesbian. Straight. Same house. Same risk. Same rule: those who should have kept you safe take you apart. If being owned by family—the man who raised you, the brother who shared your childhood, the woman who should have been off-limits—makes your cunt clench or cock throb, you already know where you belong. They are not going to ask. They are already inside.

We shouldn’t be doing this,” Nate said like he meant it. But he didn’t move away. All I wanted was a fresh start. New city. New apartment. New version of me. So when my best friend, Olivia, offered me a place in her brother’s building, I didn’t hesitate. What I didn’t expect was Nate. Her older brother, my landlord, and a man who already belonged to someone else. The kind of man who looks at you once and makes you forget every reason you shouldn’t want him. I knew the rules. I knew the risks. I broke them anyway. But desire has a price. And mine came with a friendship on the line, a past that refused to stay buried, and pressure closing in from every direction. The smartest thing I could’ve done was walk away. The problem? Nate had already made me forget how. The moment we crossed the line, everything I came here to rebuild was suddenly at risk.

I SLEPT WITH MY MOTHER'S HUSBAND. If my mother ever found out that I was the secret mistress whom her ex-husband cheated on her with, I'm sure she'll kill me. Gideon Calloway was my mother's husband, but now they are divorced. That alone is supposed to be my cue to end our secret affairs. But I didn't. While my mother spends her nights drowning her heartbreak in expensive wine, I'm sneaking through the back gates of Gideon's mansion, straight into the arms of the man I'm supposed to forget. Then his estranged son comes home completely unaware of the secret hiding underneath his father's roof. Somehow, he falls for me, and now I'm caught between two Calloways. One wants me in the daylight. And the other wants me at night, where no one can see us. But secrets have a way of becoming disasters, especially when the woman you're hiding is the same woman your son is falling in love with. And when the truth finally comes knocking, there won't be anywhere left to hide. Because Gideon may have divorced my mother. He may have walked away from her marriage. But he never stopped being the man I called mine. He thinks he can fly away and forget me. But he is about to realize that no matter how far he runs, he will always come back. Because no one else can touch me. And he will always be my DADDY.

I've wanted him for as long as I can remember. My father's best friend. Forbidden. Untouchable. But that only makes me want him more."Sorcha has spent years longing for Karios—the man who commands every room but refuses to see her.She’s not a child anymore. And when her father leaves her in Karios’s care, it’s the chance she’s been waiting for.”But what she doesn't know is that Karios isn’t as unaffected as he seems.Alone in his house, she’s determined to make him see her. Want her. Lose control.” And once he gives in… there’s no turning back.”

I never knew that one day I would be begging to be fucked by Damian Steels— my best friend’s father. But I also did not know how huge his cock was, when I found out, I couldn't help but spread myself on his table, and moan when he spanks my ass. He is cold and strict, but also fucking sexy at the same time. To the world he was my best friend's dad, but to me, he was the man who made me wet without touching me, who made me squirt just by seeing his cock, and who made my pussy walls clench hard just by calling my name. What are the odds? My best friend finding out about my escapade with her dad? Or me having the best fuck of my life?

Blurb: For two years, Professor Laurel Cruz Leonard has lived in a beautifully constructed cage. To her university students and the public, she is the epitome of elegance, poise, and academic excellence. But behind the closed doors of her pristine home, she is starving. Ever since a devastating miscarriage, her husband, Leonard, has weaponized his grief, blaming her for their loss and freezing her out of his bed. Desperate to feel alive and clinging to the hope that her marriage can be saved, Laurel copes in secret with an unmet passion. Until him!! Julian Vance. He is twenty-five, fiercely intelligent, and entirely untamed. He sits in the back of her lecture hall, watching her with a dangerous hunger that mirrors her own. He knows she’s forbidden. He knows she’s his professor, and the wife of a powerful businessman. He doesn't care. When boundaries blur and a moment of weakness sparks an intoxicating affair, Laurel is thrust into a high-stakes game of obsession and betrayal. But in a world where her reputation is everything, the ultimate lesson might be how much she’s willing to lose to finally be touched.