Explicit Novels & Stories

“ Ok, I’m ready, “ I say to an empty porch. I got dressed in my usual jeans and a flannel. It was my casual and fancy wear. “ Over here, “ he calls. I walk out and look around a bit. All I see are beautiful evergreen trees and a few cherry trees, bushes, and tall green grass. We didn’t bother to cut the grass since we owned such a big plot of land. He appears beside me in my peripheral vision smoking a cigarette. I glare at him again. “ What, it’s not like I’ll die of lung cancer, “ he said pulling the cig out of his mouth. He took a big inhale of it and exhaled it out of his nostrils “There are children here. They don’t need to get a bad idea of doing that, “ Argue. “ Well, it’s not like th

𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓝𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻: 𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘’𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰… Then it shows typing and another line of message appears.

"Why not?" "Because..." His gaze roamed her body, drifting over the crimson t-shirt moulded to her breasts, moving further down to the tanned legs revealed by her black shorts. His chest rose and fell with deep breaths. His hand flexed in hers, still above his head. He took a slow tour back up her body and met her eyes again, letting out a frustrated breath. "Because you're good and decent and I fucking respect you, okay? Jesus. You've given me a hard-on."

"How the hell does this make any sense!?" Jaxon looked up from his phone, blinking at me as if inviting me to continue. "Like... you said that you got 107 for your answer? Cuz I really do not see a possible solution that would lead to the same answer as you. Are you sure you're right?" He smirked, "Of course I'm right. Is there something you'd like to ask me?"

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I had to know who this woman was, or else I wouldn't rest. I continued my way down the stairs silently, trying my best not to make any noise whatsoever. Finally I had gotten to the final step. I hooked my fingers to the side of the door frame, and tilted my body to the side, while leaning on the wall. That way, I wouldn't have any shadow to give the fact that I was standing there away, and I minimized their ability to see me if I peeped.

Lush’s POV A small white label on the top bore my name in simple, block letters: *LUSH*. There was no return address, no shipping barcode, and no postage stamp. It had been hand-delivered, bypassed the outer security checkpoints, and deposited straight into the heart of Alexander’s sanctuary.

OFFICE AFFAIR WITH MY MARRIED BOSS PT 7 The conference room lights were still on at eight-forty, bright and unforgiving against the darkening windows. Whiteboards along the walls carried the day’s strategy notes in Dominic’s precise handwriting—timelines, risk flags, arrows pointing to next-quarter targets. Two open laptops glowed on the long table beside a half-empty water bottle and a scatter of printed slides. The rest of the floor had gone quiet an hour earlier; only the low hum of the building’s air system and the occasional distant elevator chime remained.

When I finally ran out of desperate words, he steepled his fingers and studied me like a piece of meat on the cutting board. “I can give you the time off,” he said slowly. “Paid. Plus extra for the missed shifts. But nothing’s free anymore, little girl. You know that.” Relief and dread crashed into each other inside my chest. I nodded quickly. “Whatever you want. Just… please.” He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a small black box. Inside was a sleek, teardrop-shaped silicone plug, slightly curved, with a flared base and a wireless remote beside it. It wasn’t huge, but it looked heavy. Sinister.

A new client. Can I book after 10? Cash. I looked at the screen. Then at him. His cock was still out. His cum was on his stomach. The stencil was still unused. “Show me,” I said. “Or I delete it myself.” “Isla.” “Answer her. Or I do.” He had not answered her.