Novel & Cerita Booktok Kink

"Alpha Reis knows how to treat a woman in bed. You're going to be left fully satisfied." He knew how to leave a woman satisfied? More like he had a fetish for choking a woman half to death. I remembered the times he'd choked me with his fingers. It started out really hot at first but always ended with me begging for my life. Yet somehow, my body still yearned for his touch. I'm sure I must be crazy. "Relax, miss. It's going to be fine, okay? The book is pretty detailed. It can teach you everything you're missing out on," Betty said with a smile before gathering her tools and leaving.

"You are going to kill me like this." I pulled back for a second and looked at him. "I want to please you. Tell me if it feels good." Then I took him back in my mouth and went slower this time. I sucked, licked and used my tongue in ways the book described. His hips started to move a little. I could tell he fought to stay still. Power rushed through me. I had never felt this…. bold before. After a few minutes I could feel he was at his brink but before he could release, he pulled me up gently. "You are a naughty little girl. Just what exactly did that book teach you little storm?" He flipped me onto the bed and covered me with his body.

My chest slammed into the spines of a hundred leather-bound books. "Ugh!" I groaned, the rough texture of the books scraping my skin. He didn't use a desk this time. He stepped up behind me, his massive body pinning me against the shelf. He didn't even take off his pants; he just unzipped, his hard, heavy dick pressing against the crack of my ass. He reached around, his large hand gripping my throat—not hard enough to choke, but enough to remind me who held the power. He spat into his palm, using the meager lubricant to roughly prep me with two fingers. I was already leaking, my cock pulsing with a mix of terror and sick, addictive excitement.

"Lean forward baby. As far as you can." I do as I'm told, using his knees as stabilizers. His hand skims down my body. Feeling the sweaty dew, "good girl. Now tell me again, baby. Tell me you want me to consume you. Fill you like you've never been filled before. Fill you like you can't get enough of me." Oh my! That was the sexiest damn thing. I didn't know that I had a good girl kink until him. His voice changes, too, when we're having sex. It's thicker, raspier, sexier, and I want to give him whatever he asks for.

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeeze his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.

Even when he grins and winks at me after saying it, it still has the same effect on me. “Jesus, you’re getting her all wet, she’s dripping all over me!” Jory spreads my legs to show the others, and I redden, hiding my face in his chest. “Well, she did say that she loves being treated this way. Now, I actually believe that our girl has a kink fetish. She is a true sub.” Knox states, “But, we really need to talk about this before the two of you go and abuse her poor holes for the rest of the night.” He chuckles.

Some triggers include: hemo-eroticism, depression, incest/parental abuse, off-the-page rape set in the past, infidelity, pregnancy loss, stalking, aggravated jealousy, mentions of sexual assault, extreme psychological abuse, bullying, parental loss, blackmail, graphic sex and sexual harassment, revenge p**n, psychotic displays, dub-con, forced coercion, kidnapping, objectification, degradation, sadism-masochism, suicidal ideation, attempting suicide, murder, breath play. Some kinks include: denied orgasm, forced orgasm, overstimulation, choking, filming of sexual acts, voyeurism, feet fetish, golden shower, exhibitionism, temperature play, findom, Asphyxiation, age gap, hemo-eroticism. - AUT

There are plenty of other books out there for you, just maybe not this one. This book will also contain some elements of BDSM, spanking, and a very heavy praise kink. Along with a very morally gray male lead and his step-brother who are both possessive and a bit obsessive about their woman. I do hope you enjoy Andreena, Spencer, and Adam’s story as much as I have enjoyed writing it and I look forward to writing more books for you to enjoy in the future. XOXO, Jane Knight Chapter One Andreena Pulling up to the small two story red brick house, I smiled tiredly. My sister’s little Chevy car was parked in the driveway beside Nolan’s truck. We hadn’t made plans to hang out, but I was excited to

And yet, the pain had another wave of lust dosing me. Victor arched forward when I began moving my head quicker, "That's it, take my cock and make me come. You're going to be a good girl and drink every drop of it, aren't you?" I nodded my head while pleasantly discovering I may have unlocked a new kink. Dirty talking was never something I enjoyed but here I was becoming putty in this man's hands because of it. Being called a good girl was just the cherry on top of the ice cream sundae.

It was infuriatingly hot and wicked of her because, while I sat there, twitching, shuddering and fighting back moans, she just talked through dinner like her hands weren’t rubbing furiously on my clit. I should have known. Sitting together would mean she gets to do something filthy with me, because we don’t sit close. At all. I tried to smile, to stop the expression of pure ecstasy from clouding my face. Her hands moved slow and agonising on my clit, pressing the perfect amount of pleasure. The pace was perfect. Slow. Torturous. I was so fucking wet and surprised that I would be into a kink like that—Her fingers making me shudder and wet under the table at dinner while we pretend nothing is