Fingers Twitching Uncontrollably

My residential area suddenly catches on fire, and the twins my husband had with his first wife are trapped in the room. This time, I call 911 without hesitation. After informing my husband of the fire, I don't stop him from leaving. In my past life, when the fire broke out, my husband was about to leave on a vacation with his ex-wife and true love. The trip was to a deserted island—it was to make up for past regrets. I ripped his flight ticket to shreds, stopping him from leaving the house. We successfully saved the kids. After the fire, my husband hurried to the island. However, he learned his ex-wife was declared missing after being taken away by a strong wave. He was calm and composed after returning, even being extra caring to me. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. I wanted to surprise him, but my vision went blurry. I collapsed on the floor while twitching violently. He stood aside and watched me coldly. Then, he placed a photo of his ex-wife before me. "You've gotten your wish, Caroline. Are you happy now that you've killed Sasha? You can accompany her now! No, you don't deserve that. An evil woman like you only deserves to go to the underworld!" I breathe my last breath as my vision clears, allowing me to see the frostiness in his eyes. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day the fire broke out.

⚠️⛔ Explicit 18+ Content | Reader Discretion Strongly Advised. ***** “Room for one more?” Thorne murmured, his voice dark with hunger. He stroked his pierced cock, lining up carefully beside the bases. My heart pounded, my hole already maxed, but the omega in me craved more stretch. He pushed slowly, the head forcing past the ring alongside the knots, my walls screaming as they parted further. I cried out, my back arching, tears blurring my vision. The burn twisted sharply, pleasure exploding through it as Thorne sank inch by inch, his length rubbing the knots inside. Three cocks now, locked and throbbing, filling me beyond reason. Slick gushed forcefully, easing the impossible fit, my rim pulled so thin it fluttered visible. “Fuck, he's taking us all,” Aurelius groaned, his knot twitching hard. ~~~~~ In this explosive, infuriatingly hot Gay erotica compilation, filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chase the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They have high voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. Glance through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you’re reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test their patience or weaponize their hands. Women will be left breathless. Men will become needier than they expected. BUT DON’T BLAME ME IF YOU CAN’T STOP FLIPPING THE PAGES. ⚠️🔞‼️

On the day of the wedding, my fiancee, Bianca Newton, approached me with a bright smile, handing me a glass of wine. I drank it down in one gulp. Suddenly, her male best friend, Xander Lynch, raised his phone and burst out laughing. "See! I told you this idiot wouldn't even notice that it was my piss! Pay up, everyone! Don't forget to follow my account! Pay up!" I started puking uncontrollably, but Bianca merely looked at me with disgust. I demanded that Xander apologize, yet Bianca placed herself in front of him and stopped me. "It was just a joke! Why are you taking it so seriously?" At the same time, Xander said smugly, "Come on, say hello to the views in my livestream! Tell them how it feels to drink piss!" I smashed a wine bottle right on his head. Bianca demanded that I kneel and apologize to him. Then, she hurriedly escorted Xander to the hospital, still in her wedding gown. Looking at the wedding venue in utter chaos, I calmly took my phone out and dialed a number. "Are you interested in marrying me?"

Clairol Tampson is a teacher and a stand-in-second mother for her students in school. She was already contented from her life. A job that meant for her, a peaceful life despite of receiving a hostility from the people whose hated her for no reason. However, her peacful life was ended when she accidentally committed a big mistake that makes everything hard for her. She got a one night stand with a stranger man and got pregnant. Unfortunately, to make it worst. She found out that the man she was spending that hot night was one of her new transfered student's father! Draven Velasquez, a CEO and a single dad. After losing his other half, he didn't believe in love and even marriage again. His daughter was the only fragments left from his late wife. Not until he will met this woman who looks alike to his deceased wife from a strange encounter. He thought his heart will never beat again and fell from one of the cupid's game. But he just found himself, uncontrollably following this stranger woman. What will happen if this two will be tied up from a contractual relationship?

My parents' enemy kidnaps me and livestreams chopping off my fingers just to force them to show up. For a time, the entire Internet searches for my parents. But what they don't know is that the captain who appeared in the livestream is my biological father. At that moment, he's on a beach in Hashford, setting off magnificent fireworks for his adopted daughter. And on their barbecue table, the livestream of my fingers being severed is playing. Later on, when I survive long enough to be rescued, I reach out my mangled hand to touch my parents. They recoil in disgust and leave without looking back, taking the adopted daughter out for Wersole food. But they don't know that the thing hidden within my mangled palm will make them regret their actions beyond measure.

Many parts of the story has mature scenes. Read at your discretion. "Your pussy is such a slut, little one." His deep baritone echoes as he trace a wet line through my clit. "Yes, yes." I let out, my hips squirming as I cling to him. My professor. “So…slimy with juices. My fingers ain’t even inside yet.” I swallow hard at his words, my face flushing red as my hunger grows. “Tell me, little one. How many fingers do you want inside you?” “Two. Please give me…two, professor.” Is all I manage to say as he thrust two fingers inside me and immediately his eyes changed. ___ One minute Rain was nursing her heartbreak with several shots. The next she finds herself in an alley with a hot stranger. It was a long night of moans, thrust and need. The following morning Rain finds out the hot stranger from the previous night is her new professor. He's larger than life. One look at him shows he's power personified but there's this disturbing secret about him. Yet Rain is so much attracted she can't resist. How long will it take her to figure out she's just a bait in a plot for revenge?

“You look perfect like this,” one whispered, fingers down my thigh. “I wondered if you really killed her, did you?” Cuffed, wrists above my head, legs bare and open, one ran a flogger over my belly. I arched back, gasping. Another leaned in, breath hot at my neck. The third stood at the edge of the bed, watching me squirm. “We don’t even need to touch you to make you beg.” Then he finally did, he slipped two fingers straight between my legs, slow and deep. “Oh my god,” I moaned, hips bucking. “You’re this wet already?” he growled, curling his fingers inside me. “And we haven’t even started fucking you yet.” The one at my neck licked a trail down to my collarbone. “You killed her. Admit it.” I shook my head, but my body gave me away. My legs were shaking. I was clenching around his fingers like I’d never been touched before. "I didn't do it." I moaned again “Say whose hole this is,” he demanded. “M-mine—” The flogger struck my thigh. “Try again." I looked up, breathless. “Yours. Fuck. It’s yours.” ******** Chloe was sent to Nightshade Academy, the same elite school where her sister allegedly took her own life. To earn her father’s approval and uncover the truth, she had no choice but to go. Now, after another student is found dead, Chloe was the prime suspect due to the circumstances surrounding the death. Tied by an unbreakable bond to the three Alpha triplets sent to catch the killer. Now, Chloe is caught in their dangerous web. Worse? She’s mated to all three who are determined to make her accept to the crime.

Noah Kline is the picture of daytime purity. He is a shy philosophy student who wears glasses and shrinks under Dr. Alexander Elliott's piercing gray stare during ethics lectures. His heart races as he imagines those commanding hands bending him over the podium. At night, he turns into Nyx, the club's dirtiest pole dancer. His body is oiled and shining, his hips grind against steel in a way that makes cocks throb below. He drops into a slow, dirty split that makes cocks throb below. With his thighs spread wide around the pole, he rolls his pelvis in wet, teasing circles. His thong is soaked and clinging to his leaking erection while men stuff hundreds into his garter and fingers graze his balls. When Noah needs money for school, he gets a private VIP gig. He climbs the pole in a tiny thong and a glittering harness. He bends back and slides his fingers inside the waistband to tease his own hole on stage, moaning softly as the crowd cheers. Then the lights catch a familiar face: Professor Elliott, coming out of the shadows, his suit clean and his eyes black with wild hunger. Elliott rushes onto the stage and slams Noah's chest against the cold pole. "Daytime little mouse can't meet my eyes," he growls, shoving his knee between Noah's thighs to rub against his sore cock. "But here you are, dripping and begging strangers to break this tight hole?" Rough hands pull the harness aside, and Elliott's fingers go between Noah's cheeks, circling his entrance before pushing two thick fingers inside and curling them to hit his prostate hard.

"Why can't I have both of you at the same time!" I shot, glaring at him. I tried to be softer with him, but he made it harder. He froze for a second, searching my face before taking my hand and stroking his thumb gently on the back. "Not so fast, pussy cat," he whispered in my ear, his free hand on my neck, pinning me head against his shoulder. "I need your cunt to get used to me to the point that you cannot satisfy yourself no matter how much you touch yourself. Only we would be able to make you cum from now on, whether you like it or not. Your cunt will only obey us because it belongs to us like all of you. Every time you need to cum, you'd have to come to us. You'd have to depend on us, giving your freedom of cumming only to us," he told me, working his fingers and hand faster. I was drenched with my wetness, and my walls were begging his fingers to let them clench, but no, he continued. TRIGGER WARNING: This is a dark romance story, so keep your fingers ready. Keep the lights low. Get your mind energized, and Baby? Let me know if you get caught up in this story. This book is rated 18+.

"Your sister is back, Let's Get A Divorce." A familiar hatred surfaced on her husband's face as he threw the papers at her. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Clarissa Brown's mystery began when her elder sister, Mia Brown returned to the country. Not only was she bullied and neglected, but her husband plans to get back with Mia. His ex-girlfriend. Forced to donate her blood to her sister, Clarissa lost her unborn baby in a miscarriage as she bled uncontrollably, worst still-her husband, Easton Maddox divorced her, throwing her out on the streets where she was run over by a car. Waking up at the hospital, she met the man who ran her over, when he asked her how she wanted to be compensated-She said "You." Getting into a contract marriage with Lucas Reed, Easton's Boss, Clarissa vowed to get back at her ex-husband and her family who treated her like trash. Clarissa will take back her love and know nothing but revenge, her hunger for revenge led her into the arms of Lucas Reed...An enigmatic figure who needs to be tamed! Diving into his world filled with secrecy, lies, and family drama, Clarissa found herself in a sea of discovery...discoveries that eventually led to something bigger than she had anticipated.