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“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

she cut in " Nikki give me my.." "You like her don't you?" She cut in My heat skipped a beat She's getting me angry now. But do I like Jean, maybe I do. "No, I don't" I said "Or you don't know yet" she said and winked at me "Dad, am gonna kill Nikki" I said and chased her around the house "Stop" I panted "Am tired" I said "Catch me if you can" she said "Please just give me back my phone" I said

When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur. My mind flits back to how he found my diary that night. What would have happened if he never found out what was written in it? Would we be exactly as we were in the past, lusting for each other from afar? Not every attraction should be acted on. The next time I fantasize about someone I shouldn’t, I will remember this. _____

She kissed his jaw. "My biggest fantasy," she whispered, "is watching you tied down, unable to touch me. And I climb you like a tree until I'm satisfied. Over and over." He let out a strangled sound, clearly trying not to get hard. Faye grinned. "So, you're going to do it or not?" "You can't be serious." She pulled out her phone, opened P*******t, and showed him an entire folder. "I've been designing it since I moved in."

Connor asked, “What are you guys talking about?” Noah said, “It’s nothing, just Isaac being Isaac, working on recruiting me to become a yaoi fetishist like him.” “Fudanshi,” Isaac said. “It’s called fudanshi, when a guy likes gay comics.” “Really? Isaac, you like gay comics? That’s news to me,” Connor said. Isaac folded his arms across his chest as he said, “Everything about me is news to you, Connor, so no need to be surprised.”

Fany I pulled Casandra back from the peek, leaving Joshua to watch over little Kim. "What is it?" she complained. "Can't you see, it's a lot of fun--" "I know, but--" Cassandra cut in. "This is so hot, Fan. Hotter than your love and Adrian." "Yeah but--" She cut me off. "So, the young man deliberately said to stay away, so that his brother who was also waiting for an answer, backed off. Now he has come here secretly, expressing love."

FUCKING MY STEPSISTER My stepsister has always been calm and looks like a nerd, but the truth is I love her that way. And when I say I love her, it’s not just family love—it’s the forbidden kind that keeps me up at night. Because she’s damn hot and sexy in that quiet, unsuspecting way.

DOUBLE THE SIN TWICE THE HEAT AUTHOR’S NOTE; THIS IS A GAY P**N BUT NOT THE REGULAR KIND! This story contains mature themes intended for an adult audience. It explores dark romance elements, including power dynamics, intense emotional tension, possessiveness, and morally complex relationships. Certain scenes may be suggestive, provocative, or uncomfortable for some readers. Please be aware that this is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes. The relationships and behaviors depicted are not meant to reflect healthy real-life dynamics.

His fingers moved faster, dipping lower to tease my entrance before returning to my clit, driving me higher and higher with merciless precision. “So fucking wet for me already,” he murmured against my mouth, voice thick with dark satisfaction. “My perfect, loyal fan… dripping just from my touch. You’ve been fantasizing about this for years, haven’t you? About me fingering you backstage like a desperate little slut for your idol.”

… Clinging to the 18 male hosts Mandy had hired, I bawled my eyes out. Sipping on a cocktail, she laughed at how pathetic I was. "Oooh, looks like you like him!" Was she serious? I was heartbroken after being abandoned, yet there she was, rubbing salt on my wounds. "Hmm, fake incest—just my thing! I'm definitely writing fanfiction about you two tonight. If you like him then just jump his bones! Once you get into it, you'll forget all about everything else…" Pursing my lips, I retorted, "You're one to talk. Why aren't you making a move after hiring so many men?"