Badgirl Romance-Webromane & Secret Love-Geschichten

"I'm your maid tonight, Daddy. I want to clean everything...maybe your cock?" He dropped his bag and rubbed his face. "We can't keep doing this. I told you to stop, are you mad?" I walked up to him, close enough that my boobs pressed against his chest. I took his hand and pushed it under my skirt, straight to my wet pussy. "Feel how soaked I am for you," I whispered boldly even through my thumping heart. "You fucked me so good last time. Now let me serve you like a proper maid." **** This is an erotica collection of sinful stepfathers and Stepdaughters who craze sex like beasts. Ranging from BDSM, Cuckold, Fisting, and LGBTQ… sin thrives here.

This collection is straight-up depraved. Expect rough breeding, degrading dirty talk, public humiliation, brutal domination, reluctant-to-ravenous submission, creampie obsession, and group violations that leave characters addicted and dripping.   No safe spaces. No regrets until morning. Just raw, pulsing, dripping sin in the places you’re most likely to get caught.   Once these pages grab you, resistance is pointless.

My Job? Keep Creed Empire’s playboy CEO away from gold-diggers. My secret? I used to be one. ~ My name is Jenna. A quick one before my lovely writer takes over. To the world, I’m Jason Creed’s bodyguard… tough looking and unfeminine. The perfect image of an official bodyguard. But my real assignment has nothing to do with criminals or rivals, like you’d expect. Instead, I keep the leeches away — the ladies Jason drags into his bed because he’s bored of his grandmother’s ‘approved list’ of women. Yes, I know how pathetic that sounds. But this job pays for my father’s treatments, and it’s my one shot at a real fucking guard academy. Then Jason sleeps with the wrong girl… a blogger’s daughter with a habit of blackmail. His grandmother, the Baroness, gives me 48 hours to fix it or I’m fired. So I made a deal with the playboy himself. One night… One vow to his grandmother – a vow that can never be broken. Jason laughs in my face. A tomboy like me? Please. He has no idea what I’m capable of. No idea how easy I could get a man wrapped around my finger. No idea about the man who’s been hunting me for years. That night changes everything. But the Creed Family may not survive it when my past comes knocking.