Liberty Valentine Onlyfans Novels & Stories

He’s watching me, arms loosely crossed, but there’s a quiet tenderness in his gaze. Even standing still, he commands the space around him—elegant, composed, and wholly mine. A warmth stirs in my chest at the thought. Achilles lounges a few feet away, rolling his shoulders, looking like he’d rather be anywhere but here. I exhale, steadying myself. “I want you to put me under.” Valentine’s gaze flickers, the softness in his features tightening just slightly. “No.” I frown. “Why not? Maybe you can unlock a new power if you control me.”

Lisa taunted, raising an eyebrow mockingly. "You bitch!” Valerie said vexedly, wishing she could stand up and slap Lisa across her beautifully made face, and leave a permanent mark, but sadly she can't, “Your fucking husband did this to me. His deranged assailant left me for dead, with damn knives stuck in each of my legs, I went through excruciating pain for days! And now I can never walk again!" Valerie seethed with hatred and anger as she spoke every word. "Now, I will have my revenge by taking away his most prized possession… His precious Jade," she added, her eyes burning with vengeful determination, and turned to her men and said, “How do you think Trey will feel when he sees a superhe

Maybe a little of both. When the movie ended, I was still slightly stunned and with the vibrator running between my legs. Alone, but thinking of Pablo, I was able to reach my second orgasm by penetrating the vibrator in the same way he had done with his own cock. The feeling of lasciviousness and liberation were indescribable. But there was a moment when my head started to hurt, and I preferred to stop. It would be extremely inelegant to tell a doctor that I had aggravated my condition after masturbating thinking about my imprisoned client.

Author Pov Valerie stared at the man in whose arms she was locked in disbelief. Can't he see how much she disliked the way that man was handling the girl? This wasn't the way a man should touch a girl. It was brutal and ruthless. She always knew that her body will be her Master's only. But she had a little hope of getting better treatment. At least he will consider her way of being intimate with him. Gently and carefully. But what she never understood that Xavier Valentino is the second name of cruelness. He loved roughness. He loves being in control. He loves when his woman quivers under him completely on his mercy.

His hands settled on my hips, holding me in place as I logged in. “Read it out loud,” he ordered. My voice trembled. “I’m deleting my OnlyFans… effective immediately. Thank you for the support, but this chapter is closed.” I hit the button to deactivate. The confirmation screen appeared. It felt final. Scary. Liberating. “Good girl.” Damien’s praise sent a fresh wave of heat through me. One of his hands moved between my legs from behind, fingers gliding through my soaked folds. “So wet for me. You liked being spanked over my knee, didn’t you?”

"What are you up to, Val? You are looking fine as hell. It is giving 'rich Alpha sugar daddy bankrolling my entire existence.' It is giving 'self-employed and thriving.'" Valentine let out a bark of laughter, tossing his head back. "Oh, honey, I wish! It is actually a nine-to-five. Although, let’s be real, in my line of work, it is pretty much a twenty-four-seven. I am on call until my legs give out, but the beauty is that I actually get paid for the extra hours. It is the one job that has kept me afloat since I touched down from overseas. It is the only reason I’m not selling my organs on the black market right now."

Feeling relieved, Valentine tried to hide her smile as she placed the ingredients to the boiling water inside the pot. “I wonder what this was… Mysterious lady in black dated the town’s youngest billionaire…” The way Delilah spoke the words made Valentine’s heart pound hard. Missy released and she walked over to Delilah to read the article seen in the phone. “… the lady in black was called Valentine Valencia, the name mentioned by the billionaire himself during his speech.” “You know you’re such a joker, D,” Valentine laughed nervously again. She covered the pot and turned herself around to walk to where the chair was. She sat down, looking at the opposite direction, avoiding her friends’ gr

Look at me now, looking for her killer venom to stiffen me and make me escape reality. I pulled down the boxer briefs I was wearing and watched my staff semi-erect because of thinking about Valentina. I poured a menthol body wash over it so the libido I felt increased. Valerie was the last woman I fucked. Now, Valentina exists and makes my manhood eager to enter her hole. The problem is that she doesn't like me. Since I haven't masturbated in a long time, I came out quickly, especially when I thought about Valentina's lap dance and me pouring wine on her.

I found myself in an unfamiliar bed, and it jolted me awake. The air was filled with the aroma of food. I looked around and found myself in a clean apartment. My clothes weren't changed, thank goodness. Someone texted me. Samuel. 'Working overtime tonight. Happy Valentine's Day, honey.' I scrolled through TikTok. Samuel probably had no idea that I knew his secret account's details. He had a short uploaded. That bastard was having fun with some ladies. They looked fresh and innocent. He had a good eye for them, I guess.

"But for starters, let's begin with loyalty." Her heart thudded. "Loyalty? Sebastian grinned. "Prove to me you've stopped fighting." Valeria struggled to maintain her gaze on his. "And how do I do that?" Sebastian sat back, looking at her. Then he picked up his phone and quickly typed something and pushed it to her. "Easy," he whispered. "I have a gift for you. An. opportunity." Valeria snatched the phone and looked. It was a photo. Of Kc.