Intimate Obsessions

A collection of short, tantalizing tales that explore the intimate and forbidden. From secret rendezvous to unexpected passions, each story offers a seductive escape into a world where desire knows no limits. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. Perfect for those who crave a quick, steamy read.

Pierre Paul Abutu gives a humorous, fascinating and dispassionate narration of the unique intimate and romantic events of his life from teenage to adolescence, and into the early stages of his adult life. This narration revolves around the lives, and relationships of sixteen ladies with whom he shared happy, intimate, eventful and evergreen moments of his life with. These love affairs occur in Pierre Abutu’s life, at his university, the Augustine Nnamani Campus, Agbani, in Enugu Campus of the Nigerian Law School, Akwa Ibom State and the Federal Capital Territory, Abuja. Due to his religious beliefs, personal convictions, personal principles, metaphysical and supernatural predictions and postulations, the media, intellectual and literary effects in his life, most of these affairs either ended abruptly or amicably. These love affairs also reveal the negative attitudes, traits and deceptive machinations of these girls and ladies. Even though certain unpleasant and resultant effects were never intended at any particular stage, or with any of these girls and ladies, one thing was very clear: each love affair was and would always be evergreen to Pierre Abutu.

I bought a fox fae. The owner of Vulpyr Hall had been very clear. He was only here to help me get rich, nothing else. A year later, my assets had skyrocketed to a billion. But… Wasn’t he supposed to stay out of anything intimate? Why did it feel like he wanted to get under my skin?

Isabella Romano is drowning in her dead father's $250,000 debt to the Valentino crime family. When the city's most feared Don comes to collect, he doesn't want money, all he wanted was a wife. One year. Play the perfect mafia queen. In exchange, her debt vanishes and her sister's future is secured. Dante Valentino built his empire on fear and control. He needs a contract wife to maintain independence from rival families, nothing more. But the defiant woman who refuses to break awakens a dangerous obsession he can't control. As their arrangement ignites into real passion, enemies close in and a deadly conspiracy surfaces: Isabella's father was murdered for discovering a traitor in Dante's organization. Now the couple must decide—honor the contract's end or fight for a love that could destroy them both. Some debts are paid in blood. Some obsessions are worth dying

On the night of her engagement, Aria Sinclair catches her fiancé cheating, with the daughter of a rival mafia boss. Humiliated and shattered, She goes to a club and end up getting intimate with a strange man. On a quest for revenge for her fiancee's betrayal, she decides to marry his father. But what will she do when she finds out his father is the same man she encountered at the club?

For the sake of my happiness with my boyfriend, I decided to go to the hospital to treat my congenital narrowness. But the attending physician turned out to be my boyfriend's friend—and the treatment plan itself made my face flush and my heart race. "During the course of treatment, there will be a great deal of intimate physical contact. That's unavoidable," he said. "For example, kissing, touching, and…"

"Why are you doing this to me? I'm not a baby making machine!" Tears ran down her cheeks. "This is the only way we can procreate a baby. I will not intimate with you after what you did to me. Never!" Brandon looked at the doctor, and with a sign he gave him permission to tie her to the bed. "You'll pay for this, Brandon." "That's how I ruin my dear wife."

“Your body is damn hot and I'll love to bury my dick in it.” He whispered to me, his warm breath brushing against my ear. He kissed my neck, sucked on my nipples, and grasped my tits softly. I clench when the head of his cock brushes against my aching pussy. He presses his lips to mine in one lingering kiss, then pulls away. *** Elliana is a teen girl that has a crush on Tom, her school mate. Tom in return did not actually like her at first, he was always bullying her for her nerdy attitude until one day they had an intimate time together. After their intimate time, Elliana thought that they both had a thing together but her expectations were short lived when Tom started acting like nothing happened between them. Elliana decided to let go of her unrequited feelings for Tom, and reality hit her when she found out that they were step siblings. How will Elliana accept the fact that her longtime crush and bully is her stepbrother? Will Tom show his feelings to her? Or will they end everything. Find out….

Get on your knees and take Daddy’s cock like a good boy, Jace.” * Rough hands. Sharp tongues. Zero restraint. ‘Devour Me’ is a hot compilation of 40 gay erotic stories that leave you wet; made for filthy readers who love it hard, fast, and dirty. From hookups to intense love making that leave you breathless and messy, these stories don’t hold back—dominant men and submissive good boys, dark obsessions and fluff, and raw satisfaction. No feelings. No strings. Just pure, unfiltered heat. One book. Forty chances to lose your breath, plus 5 bonus stories at the end of the collection. You do NOT want to miss out. ;) Trigger Warning: This collection contains explicit sexual content intended for mature audiences (18+). Themes explored include dubious consent, power imbalance, manipulation, degradation, rough sex, obsession, and emotionally dark dynamics. Some stories may involve kinks that are not suitable for all readers. Please read with caution. Your comfort and safety matter.

I had been married to Natasha Bates for ten years, and not once did she ever join me for our family's Independence Day cookout. This year, on the night before the celebration, I finally gathered the courage to ask if she wanted to come. She scoffed and said, "What are you, stuck in the past? Who even celebrates the Fourth with a family dinner anymore?" Yet that very evening, I saw a social media post of Natasha with her male best friend, Stanley Rogers. They were quite intimate in the picture, and the caption read: [True happiness is celebrating Independence Day with your bestie!] I commented back: [Hope you two lovebirds make it official soon.] Stanley did not hold back. He messaged me a bunch of intimate photos of the two of them. Then, he added, [You're just a leech living off his wife. What right do you have to question anything about Nattie?] Everyone always thought I was a gold-digger living off Natasha's success. However, they all forgot that I was the sole major shareholder of the company. This time, I’m done staying silent.