Accidental Literotica Novels & Stories

how is something I never expected the mafia King to do “ Yes it is a secret, but don't tell him that I told you, I think he's embarrassed to show me but I happened to stumble upon one in his pocket” “Can I see it?” “ Yes I mean no, I put it back, I don't want him to be embarrassed and decide not to write anymore” “ Don't be so stingy” “ I am not but I don't want him thinking that I go through his things when he's not around” “ He won't mind and besides you're the only woman that he wants so why would he mind what you do”

Jack "Pearl!" One of the other women admonishes the old lady, but she just laughs in response. My mouth drops in shock as my eyes swivel between Everett and the old lady trying to figure out what the hell she's talking about. "What does that mean?" Everett asks and a round of giggles goes around the room. "Smut is... A descriptive romance. With spicy scenes." One of the women says. "Literary p**n." Another one adds. "Cliterature, if you will." Someone else supplies with a chuckle. The word triggers something I've always wondered about.

With each passing moment, I hoped for a sense of normalcy to return, but the events of the night had left an indelible mark, reminding me of the fragility of safety and the need for constant vigilance in a world where danger could lurk in unexpected places. **Amelia POV**

He lifted it to his lips and took a sip, spewing out the overly sweet beverage all over Jack’s desk. “Oh, shiitake mushrooms,” Mia breathed. “I think that was mine. I’ll go and get a cloth to clean that mess up—” “Don’t worry about it,” Liam said, standing and swapping cups with Mia before shooting his own shit-eating grin at Jack. “Jack can clean up his own mess.”

Lol. I walked till I got in front of a small bar which read "VELVET BAR". I looked around it to notice anything that appeared odd. I do not want to get into any trouble of any sort and I am not safe moving on my own this way because I know I escaped from the hold of a dangerous influential man. I do not want to get into bigger trouble by being seen by anyone who knows him and knows me. I walked stealthily into the bar in a way to avoid myself getting noticed by anybody. I turned my eyes into searchlights and looked everywhere. The ins and outs of every counter table, customer table, behind me and even above me. I looked around several times. My security is a priority right now.

Lexi POV I smile up at the stranger, his fingers wrapped around my waist as we dance slowly to the music My feet unsteady and our vision blurry we dance to the slow song, the Vegas strobing lights blocking our vision The drink here is different I admit, it immediately turns me into an animal, I start to want and my desires come forward. Today my desire is reflecting on the tall hunk of a man, he leans down, his hot breath on my lips, “Vacation?” he whispers, his words slurring out

Jennifer and Erica stood in between the sleek modern cocktail table as they sipped their wine, engaged in a hush conversation. Erica's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she said. "So that's how you got yourself into this situation." Jennifer nodded, "it's supposed to be confidential, but I don't want to keep anything from you."

At our university class reunion, the class president had chosen a fancy club known for its stunning male escorts. After a bathroom break, I bumped into one of the escorts. He had this otherworldly charm, like a mystical figure out of a fantasy show, and his gaze was intense enough to make anyone's knees buckle. Clearly drunk, he slurred, "Miss, I'm from Suite 305. Can you help me get back there?" It was obvious he was so drunk he got lost in his own workplace.

I had been living in a pit of soup cartons and medication since a few days before, and I was frankly sick and tired of feeling so… well, sick and tired. I was meeting Harry for lunch at a café not far from my place, and I was so excited about seeing him again—and handing over the presents for Winnie and him at last. I had managed to make it out to the store the day before to grab something for both of them. For Winnie, I had found this cute little book on unusual professions that women had had through the ages, and for Harry, I had selected a bottle of whiskey that I was looking forward to handing over to him. The two of them had been so attentive and sweet with me that I figured it was the

His touch was brief. "Alright," he said, shaking off the unexpected flutter in my chest. "I guess that makes us. partners. Partners," Adrian echoed, back to his chair, his gray eyes sparkling with mirth. "This is perhaps the most outrageous thing I have ever agreed to, but hey, that's what life's all about-risk and all that, isn't it?" I couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Well, I hope this gamble pays off for both of us.