Dirty Jokes For Him

“Tell me, Scarlett. What do you want?” His voice is a growl — low, filthy — fingers teasing beneath the lace of my panties, just enough to make me squirm. “Say it. I want to hear you beg for it.” He murmurs the words, lips brushing the shell of my ear. “We shouldn’t be doing this…” I whisper, breathless, my body already arching into his touch, betraying every word I just said. Then his fingers slide into my soaked folds, and a sharp moan escapes my lips. He chuckles. Dark. Wicked. “Then why are you so wet for me?” — All Scarlett Bennett wants after a messy divorce that nearly destroyed her reputation and forced her out of the career she loved is a fresh start with absolutely no complications. Even when she wakes up dazed after a reckless, mind-blowing one-night stand, she tells herself it was just sex. A mistake. A moment of weakness that would never happen again. Until she walks into her new office… and sees him. The man who had her spread across his bed, begging for more. The man she now works for. Lucien Whitmore. Lucien is all sharp edges and sin. He's a Billionaire. Brilliant. Mysterious and every bit as dangerous as he is irresistible. He is everything she should avoid — powerful, untouchable, and entirely too used to getting what he wants. And what he wants… is her. She swore it would never happen again. But when he’s got her bent over his desk, whispering praise in a voice that makes her knees weak, she forgets every reason she ever had to resist him. She’s not just a part of his empire now. She’s his favorite sin. And if the world finds out? They’ll both burn for it.

Sister Reina Valen thought her life was set, hidden behind convent walls, cloaked in the nun habit, and bound by chastity. But everything shatters when she steps into University of California, only to feel her wolf stir for the first time in years. The cause? Professor Julian Maverick, the hot, charming yet cold professor at the podium, her fated mate. What should have been impossible becomes inevitable. He’s not just her professor. Something she soon discovers. He’s a spy agent, sent by the Alpha King to track down the kingdom’s long-lost only heiress to the throne who went missing as a baby. He realizes that this same daughter now wears a nun’s veil and hides the birthmark that could claim a crown. Reina is that heiress. But loving him means breaking every vow. Mating him means going back on her vows. And when a scandal threatens to destroy them both, Reina must choose between duty to the throne or surrendering to a desire that could burn the country down. As secrets unravel, enemies close in. The King is poisoned. The Royal Council plots rebellion. When Reina discovers she's carrying Julian’s child, the greatest taboo of all explodes into the public eye: a nun pregnant by her forbidden mate. In a world ruled by werewolves, tradition, and betrayal, will their love survive the storm—or spark a new era? She was never meant to lead. He was never meant to love her. But fate doesn’t ask. It commands. And as the country trembles on the edge of war, one question remains: Can a nun-turned-Alpha King-to-be rewrite her legacy with her mate by her side or she's cursed to be alone forever? Their bond is sacred. Their love is a crime. And it’s only just begun.

“I'm going to come!” I mustered. “Don't come till I tell you to,” he breathed out his order. I strained to hold the feeling, but he slammed into me two more times and I felt my core tighten, my balls shrunk and a sensation scurried along the tip of my cock, the thick ropes spewing. "What did I say?" His voice was dangerously low, sending a chill down my spine. He pulled out abruptly, making me gasp at the sudden emptiness. My body trembled, every nerve frayed. He moved to the drawer, my chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as he pulled out a nipple clamp, a whip, and a thick dildo. I swallowed hard. A slow, wicked chuckle rumbled from his throat. “Oh, love,” he murmured, dragging the leather whip along my sensitive, overstimulated skin. "We’re just getting started.” Oliver’s life as a sex worker was about to come to an end, until he met the Billionaire with a kinky taste that changed his life. He soon discovers that the company he got accepted to as an intern is run by the same man, Benjamin and he is plunged into a secret office romance where he becomes Benjamin’s play thing. In this gripping tale of sex, desire and romance, haunting characters from Benjamin’s past reveal themselves and Oliver finds himself entwined in a world of deception, betrayal...and dangerous emotions that threatens his love for Benjamin.

Dark intentions. Scandalous affair. Carnal desire.Her life is nothing but perdition.Sahara Smith. Model by day, singer by night.Desired by men, envied by many.Her beauty is a blessing, her charm is a curse.She sings like an angel, she moves like a tease...She meets men with different desires and with each or them, she falls. Hard. She is admired, used, manipulated, hunted, betrayed. But her name is synonymous to grit. She's willing to do anything to get what she wants - even if it means using her body to seduce men and destroy them.If there's one man Sahara worships and desires, it's Max. But he's a schmuck so she chooses Baste instead - the only man who puts her in the pedestal. There's one problem with him though - Baste is dirt-poor, something she really can't put up with.Her life is going according to plan when she crosses paths with Arnold Del Mundo. Again. He's a respected professor and a decent family man - but he's also obsessed with her, dangerously.She then meets Ace, who's smitten the very first time he sees her. He is Sahara's depiction of a prince charming - gorgeous, well-off. He's her lifesaver but also her damnation.As Baste discovers her dirty secrets, Ace suddenly disappears. She's left without a choice but accept Ricardo Aguas in her life - a fine gentleman who promises her the world in exchange for being his mistress. But the lavish life he promises has a price - her freedom.Then comes Armando Tantoco. Known for his cold attitude, he saves Sahara from her nightmare. He proposes marriage and guarantees protection. As Sahara gets everything she ever wanted, she's confronted with the men from her chaotic past...Max. Baste. Arnold. Ace. Ricardo. Armando.Who's willing to keep Sahara's dirty little secrets?

For five years, I quietly supported my boyfriend, helping him rise from a lawyer's assistant to a partner at a top-tier law firm. At the annual awards ceremony, I was thrilled, ready to celebrate publicly and surprise him. But then, he walked on stage with a female coworker, their behavior cozy and intimate. "Cade owes his success to my brilliant strategies behind the scenes," Caitlyn boasted. Cade smiled, echoing her words, "Absolutely, without Caitlyn, I wouldn't be where I am today." The audience erupted in applause, congratulating them. I stood at the back of the crowd, frozen. Leaving the venue, I called my assistant. "Cut off all networking support for Cade Gilliam. End all cooperation. That shady case he took on? Stop smoothing things over. Let him face the consequences."

In the third year of our marriage, my wife’s ex-boyfriend of eight years suddenly posted a picture on social media showing off a multi-million-dollar wedding house. His caption read: “Wow, got myself a huge villa, I’m the master of charming women!” I stared in shock at the picture, which showed my wife swiping her card at a sales office, and left a single comment: "?" A second later, my wife called to scold me. “I was just fulfilling a promise I made to him back when we were dating, buying him a house. Why are you getting mad at him?” “What? Are you really going to be so vicious as to force me to break my word?” That evening, her ex showed off another lavish post, this time flaunting a renovation bill worth hundreds of thousands. I knew it was a gift from my wife to please him. But by then, I no longer cared.

After serving five years in prison for Luke Dashwood, I walked out a free man… only to be handed divorce papers. It turned out his first love was terminally ill, and the dude's final wish was to become his family before he died. Swallowing my grief, I signed my name on the divorce papers. But when I reappeared hand in hand with another man, panic flashed across Luke's face. Suddenly, he wanted me back.

The scent of pine and damp earth clung to the air as the full moon created long shadows across the Ancient Clearing. Tonight, was supposed to be our marking ceremony, a sacred ritual binding Alpha Anderson and his chosen Luna before the eyes of the Frostmoon Pack. “My heart,” his gaze locked on Leah, who stood under the moonlight “has always belonged to another. My first love, the one whose spirit has been weakened by the venom of wolfsbane, is my Luna.” He drew Leah closer, his hand possessively circling her waist. Under the watchful gaze of the moon, he smiled. “Our traditions are clear,” he continued, “Only the woman who stands with me at this altar, witnessed by all, shall be my Luna. Though I had always thought that Irene was my mate which I mistakenly marked a time ago. But thanks to the goddess for making me see clearly before it was too late.” They exchanged vows beneath the trees, witnessed by the werewolves and the Moon Goddess. The silver crowns were placed, the ceremonial kiss sealed their bond. I stood hidden in the shadows of the surrounding forest. For twelve years, from the moment my wolf recognized his at eighteen until my thirtieth moon cycle, my love for Anderson had never changed. But his heart, it was clear, belonged to Leah. If that was the truth, then I would release him. He had never truly seen me, never truly cared. Yet, the act of my departure seemed to unravel him in ways I couldn’t understand.

Fucking hell,” was the last thing I heard from him before his lips met mine, his hands cooling my skin. But it still wasn’t enough. I wanted more. I needed him to ease the burning inside me. “Inside—” I gasped, turning my head to the side. “It hurts inside of me.” Seth was breathing heavily above me. “Do you know what you are asking for, Camilla?” I swallowed, looking at his face before spreading my legs. “Yes, Beta. I want you inside of me.” Camilla had always lived in the Green Hill pack but hadn't found her mate yet. She started to think she was either mateless or her mate wasn’t in her pack. After an attack with while she was cleaning the Luna’s house , she was taken to the hospital by their Pack’s beta, Seth. But when Camilla opened her eyes and looked into Seth's brown eyes, she felt sparks. She had known Seth, but even with their brief encounters, there was nothing. Camilla’s happiness faded when she remembered Seth was married and had a four-year-old son. Now, what would Camilla do, especially after finding out she was carrying the Beta's child? Would she remain the Beta's dirty little secret?

When Alpha heir, Eddie Beaumont finally feels the pull of the one fated to love him forever, he expects a woman. A luna to stand beside him, strengthen the pack,, like his mother did for his father. But fate laughs. The moon goddess makes her first mistake. Because the scent that calls to him, the person that makes his soul sing, is a man. Noah Harrow. A brooding man who hates the world and seems to hate Eddie even more. Noah wants nothing to do with Eddie, and this should make him happy, after all, there has never been a man with another man for a mate. But Noah is all he can think about, his mind is consumed with the one man who wants nothing to do with him. With every rejection Noah sends his way, Eddie wants to own him even more. But somethings are better off leaving them alone, which Eddie will soon enough, find out.