Drenched Panties

Natalie Underwood and Damian Abbott were high school sweethearts. Both of them were the most good-looking students back in high school, and when they began dating, they were the most well-known golden couple on campus. There was once when they had made a vow to get married once they reached the legal age to do so. But just when their love for each other reached its peak, Natalie suddenly broke up with Damian before leaving the country with a rich scion. On the day of their break-up, Damian chased after Natalie for a very long time with red-rimmed eyes. To think that a young man as prideful as him kept begging her not to break up with him. He kept promising her that he would be successful one day. Damian begged Natalie not to act so rashly. He pleaded with her to wait for him and not to fall in love with someone else. But Natalie remained cold and aloof to him. She didn't even want to waste her breath on him. Heck, when she witnessed him getting into a car accident during his pursuit, she didn't bother returning to him. It was an extremely serious car crash. Damian's kidney was completely ruptured. He needed a kidney transplant in order to survive. Although he was lying on the surgical table while drenched in his own blood, he insisted on getting up so that he could call Natalie on the phone. But the calls that he had mustered all of his strength to place ended up getting hung up by Natalie repeatedly. For as deep as Damian's love for Natalie ran, hatred could run just as deep. From that day onward, Damien had nothing but burning hatred for Natalie.

“How do you feel?” He asked, his voice low and dangerous. “How do you think I feel?” I returned the question, staring back at him defiantly. “Perhaps I should continue?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Can you please step back, your fiancée is just meters away and this is not the right way to stand with a woman”. I said, my voice firm, and his face turned into a scowl. “Why are you keen on torturing us?” He asked, one of his hands trailing downwards, “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “Do you like it when I flirt with her?” He inquired, his hands now in between my laps and I bit back a moan, “Do you want me to touch her like this?” He added, his fingers slipping into panties and I immediately held his hands, “Stop! Guards and maids are around, Sophia is still at the dining table” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Answer the question, Ava”. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After her husband’s betrayal and a hospital error, Ava discovers she’s carrying the child of Billionaire Zayn Beckham. Forced into a surrogacy contract, Ava’s stubborn nature and determination clash with Zayn’s dominant personality and he finds himself falling in love with his supposed surrogate, despite his girlfriend’s presence. As Ava’s pregnancy journey progresses, secrets are revealed, their lives are threatened by attacks, putting the baby’s and Ava lives in danger. With each attempt on their lives, Ava and Zayn must fight to protect their unborn child and struggle to get over their growing feelings for each other. Can they overcome the obstacles and find a happy ending? Find out more about their love story as you subscribe.

“I’m confused,” Jane said. “Actually I’m very confused.” Tristan gave her a bored look, “About what?” “What just happened upstairs? Did you forget that you just told your mother- I mean Your Highness that we are dating? Because the last time I checked, we spent one night together?! Are you crazy?” “It’s really not that complicated,” Tristan turned towards her, a determined look in his eyes. “We will date for a while. I mean fake date for a while so that my mother and the media can get off our back. No big deal. It’s not like you have a boyfriend or anything. Why are you worried?” Jane wanted to kill him and wipe that lazy smirk off his face. But he was royalty, and she would pretty much be hung for that. It was not worth it. *** Jane Rosetti is an exchange medical student in Walsh, new to almost everything. To pay off her student loans, she’s working as a bartender in a high-end club “Floral Liquor”, where she meets Tristan. At first, she’s incredibly taken by his good looks and thick accent. She has no idea about his real identity, which doesn’t matter as they end up in bed together. Prince Tristan of Walsh has finally returned to his hometown after two years. As he’s been very secretive, everyone wants exclusive about him. So when he’s exiting Jane’s apartment, he’s captured with her panties stuck on to his sleeve. Both of them are photographer together, and that’s when Jane’s troubles start. Right after her one night with the Prince. ***

His smirk deepened and he took another step toward me. “I want to fuck you.” His voice dripped lower, “As a dancer, you should be used to this by now.” I shook my head quickly, panic rising in my chest. “Yes, I do know. I mean, that’s what I’m meant for.” “Now, let’s get down to business, shall we?” He said, stepping closer. “I don’t have all night.” Before I could part my lips to answer, his hand gripped my thigh and lifted it. The fabric of my dress bunched up, exposing the fine lace of my panties. I gasped, trying to move away from him, but his other hand moved to the back of my neck, holding me in place. His mouth crashed into mine, claiming my lips with a hunger that left me breathless. Suddenly, I felt his hand slip under the elastic of my panties, his finger grazing my sensitive flesh. I whimpered into the kiss, trying to resist, but the sensation was too overwhelming. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his finger moved further, sliding inside me with ease. I moaned in protest, the sudden intrusion causing a sharp pain as he broke the kiss, smiling wickedly. “Shhh…” he murmured, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. He knelt, his hand still holding my leg up. “I’m going to need you to open those thighs for me,” he ordered, his tone dark and mocking all at once.

She was his first light. He became her greatest shadow. She babysat him. And he fell in love. Years ago, 19 years old Olivia Wilde left behind a child, who loved her in silence, now she works for the man he's become. Fabian Stone is young, ruthless, unreadable and far too powerful. But buried beneath the cold exterior, is the same soul that once sketched her heart on torn paper and whispered promises he never got to keep. She shouldn't want him. He shouldn't still burn for her. But the past doesn't forget, and neither does he. ~~~ "Strip Olivia" he said, his voice dripping of command. I immediately obeyed, like I was programmed to follow all his instructions. My hand reached for my top and I slowly took it off staring him in the eyes. Next was my pants, then my bra, my breasts spilling from their confinement and I rubbed them, playing with my already hard nipples. His eyes were clouded with lust and something else I couldn't read. My hand reach for my panties, slowly taking it off, then tossing it where my other pile of clothing laid. I sat on the desk, legs spread, giving him a show of my already wet cunt. I heard him groan, a hot and sexy groan and I smirked, already proud of myself. I fingered myself, imagining it to be his long, thick hands, I close my eyes, reeling in the moment when his voice dripping command boomed, "Don't cum without me telling you to"

“Benjamin, stop! This isn't the right place. If anyone catches us, I'm done for.” He smirked, locking the door behind him. He approached, grabbing me and placing me on my desk. He tried to kiss me again, but I dodged. “Benja—” I started, but he cut me off with a whispered, “Shush.” Before I knew it, he lowered his head, removed my panties, and spread my legs. The moment he placed his tongue on my clit, I felt like I was in heaven. I couldn't believe I had gone years without sex, especially craving Benjamin, who knew exactly how to please me. Racheal Williams battles the pain of childbirth only to face an even greater torment when her newborn twins were almost taken from her. She managed to keep her daughter but lost her son to her ex-husband. She was forced into an impossible agreement with her ex-husband Benjamin and her mother during their bitter divorce. She was shattered but hopeful; she clung to the dream of reuniting with her son. Four and a half years later, as a fierce and determined police officer in Rome, Racheal has rebuilt her life with her daughter Kyla. But her past resurfaces, her ex-husband Benjamin appeared in Rome. Benjamin discovers the daughter he never knew existed and seeks to reclaim his place in her life, igniting a battle of wills and hearts. Amidst the chaos, betrayal, and an undeniable connection that still lingers, Racheal and Benjamin are thrust into a collision course of love and loss. Can they find a way to mend the broken pieces of their past, or will the secrets and lies keep them apart?

My new neighbor is a jerk. A grumpy, arrogant shithead. At first, I was dazzled by his looks; tall, broad-shouldered, hot enough to melt panties at ten feet. But the moment he opened his mouth, I knew I hated him. He’s smug, rude, and way too good at getting under my skin. I’ve never disliked a man more, especially because he's got that 'Ill ruin you' energy and my stupid body wants it. I want him gone—until he shows up out of nowhere and saves me from getting abducted. And the worst part? The photos go viral. Turns out, my hot, broody neighbor is an NHL hockey star and now the world thinks we’re dating. His PR agent wants us to run with the story. For his reputation and fans. Fake dating? With him? Great. *** Rhett Lawson isn’t just the world’s hottest hockey player. He’s a powerful Alpha hiding his real identity. His parents were murdered when he was just a boy, leaving him and his pack scarred and cursed. And the reason he’s in the human world is because the Moon Goddess whispered, “You’ll find your greatest enemy and your fated mate in the human world. She holds the key to your redemption.” His only goal is to find his enemy and the fated mate who holds the key to his redemption. Not get tangled with his annoying neighbor. But why does his wolf want her in their bed? She's human, annoying and forbidden. The story contains themes of Obsession, Dark Romance, Violence and highly Erotic scenes. 18+ only. Enjoy the story of Lulu & Rhett

“Look me in the eye and tell me, that night meant nothing and I meant nothing to you.” Sebastian caressed her cheeks lovingly, ignoring her tears. Zara closed her eyes trying to hide her feelings and spoke harshly. “Perhaps you should try to find someone else to satisfy your lust.” She pushed him hard as he is pressing into her more but to no avail. “What’s your problem? Why are you being stubborn? Why are you denying your feelings for me?” He ripped her panties making her scream. Sebastian Wild thought that making Zara Jones his wife will be his happily ever after. It isn’t easy to make his sunshine submit to him when she is headstrong on rejecting him countless times. Little did he know that the actual story begins after claiming his sparkling sunshine. And, he will be the reason for the pain his little baby will go through. “Why did you kidnap me?” "To kill you" "Why?" “because you loved him” Only Zara knew the struggles she faced to forget the fateful night with her Bash. At last when she decided to confront her fears and pave a path for the future with him, everything changed. The enemy she never know existed wants her dead. She was dreaming about her life with her Bash only to lose everything. Her love, her family and almost her life. How can she survive after witnessing the love of her life marrying someone that is not her? How is it possible for her to be free from the clutches of Poison, The notorious underground Mafia Don. How did she even become his target? Moreover, has she lost her Bash forever? What will be the fate of Sebastian Wild and Zara Jones? Will they overcome the hurdles in their way?

“Do you know how utterly beautiful you are, Serena” he mumbled stop trailing kisses all over the neck. “Tell me” Serena breathed. “I don’t think any precious stone or any gem in the world can outshine you, mia dolcezza” “Now aren’t you a flatterer” Serena sighed, her eyes still closed and her breath hitched. “I don’t flatter, mi cara.” He whispered in her ear. Damon grabbed the strap of her gown and tore it revealing part of her breast and part of her already peaked nipple. Serena was at the verge of protesting about him tearing her gown before his mouth descended on her nipple, rendering her speechless, all she could do was suck in her breath as the feelings assaulted her senses. Her toes curled up of their own volition and her hands came up to his head positioning him there as he flicked her left nipple with his tongue, circling gently and then biting. Serena gasped, her glazed eyes opening. “Be quiet” Damon commanded as he moved his mouth to her right nipple, his hand toying with the one he had just sucked, teasing their red peak into hardness again. Serena was gasping, unable to form coherent thoughts, Was this how it felt to drown, She thought. Damon’s hands were performing their own magic, she could feel his erection probing the center of her already moist vagina and she widened, giving him closer access. Her panties were already soaked with the wetness. His hand began moving, caressing her inner thighs before they came upon her center. He brought up his face to meet hers and smiled at the look of pure, sexual pleasure on her face.

"This is wrong, professor." She suddenly broke the intense kiss and took a step back from him, her lips swollen due to the intensity of the kiss. "And why is it wrong, beautiful Bella?" He took a step closer to her, covering the distance between them. "This, what we're engaging in, is totally wrong because of our student-teacher relationship," she replied, her voice tinged with anxiety. "And you seem to be forgetting the fact that I'm also your mate!" He said as he unexpectedly lifted her and placed her gently upon his desk. "So, my dear Bella, what were you saying?" he teased, his right hand subtly finding its way beneath her ebony gown. "Professor, what we are doing is totally wrong." She replied. "Are you sure we shouldn't be doing this?" He smirked as he shifted her wet panties and delicately introduced two fingers into her moist core. Rather than offering words, she emitted a soft, involuntary moan as he began to rhythmically move his fingers in and out of her in a deliberate, tantalizing manner. "Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop." he whispered seductively, his fingers intensifying their movements, causing her to throw her head back in pure ecstasy. "I.... I fucking want it!" she finally admitted. * * Bella, a university student and aspiring writer, had longed to find her soulmate since she turned eighteen. After years of waiting and believing she might never have one, her fate changed when the charming and attractive professor, Blake, arrived at her university. To her delight, she discovered that he was not only her professor but also her destined mate. This marked a turning point in her life, and soon, she found herself deeply in love with her Playboy mate who had a different objective in mind.