Livvy Dunne Tongue Romane & Geschichten

She was transferred against her will. He never wanted an assistant.Now they’re stuck together… and sparks are flying.Eva Rodríguez has built her career with grit, grace, and zero tolerance for entitled men in designer suits. So when she’s forced to spend a year as personal assistant to Julian Salvator New York’s most insufferable CEO—she’s ready for war, not workplace chemistry.Julian is everything she hates: arrogant, broody, impossibly handsome. But beneath his sharp suits and sharper tongue is a man haunted by secrets—and maddeningly drawn to the one woman who doesn’t fall at his feet.

WARNING!!! Highly erotic. Utterly forbidden. Unapologetically sinful. 🔞 Have you been looking for stories that cross every line? Where lust is lawless, love is reckless, and sin tastes like honey on the tongue? This is not romance. It’s temptation unchained. A collection of taboo encounters that’ll make your pulse race and your conscience tremble. Every page drips with heat. Every scene dares you to want more. Read at your own risk. Because once you start, you’ll never crave anything pure again. You think you can stop? You won’t. Because this isn’t fiction anymore. It’s your craving, unholy and alive

"What do you want?” Valencia snapped, her voice was furious and annoyed. Dominic merely looked at her dead in the eye, his gaze did not falter as he replied softly, "What I have always wanted…” He left the last word that was lingering on his tongue unspoken. “…you.” Valencia Raskin was the archon alpha; the alpha of the alphas who reigned the Sricgis forest and all the packs in it. The werewolf population was dwindling and she had to find a mate…soon. Who would she choose? The supremely charming alpha, Dominic Castro, who also happens to be her best friend, or the infuriatingly handsome mage, Calhoun Hawthorne, who might have a solution to all her growing problems?

They called me a gold digger. A barren fool. A street rat in designer heels. For three years, I played the perfect wife to an aging, cheating husband. I bit my tongue through their cruel snickers, desperate to earn a place in a family that never wanted me. I endured everything—humiliation, betrayal, loneliness—all for a child that never came. But when my arrogant stepdaughter brought home her shiny new fiancé that fateful evening, fate handed me a new game to play. This time, I wasn’t begging to belong. This time, I was ready to burn it all down—with a smile on my face.

WARNING** If you are scared of Sin, LEAVE!! SURRENDER TO SIN is not suitable for under 18s and deadly for above 18. It contains explicit content and morally questionable themes. “Mmm, fuck,” Vincent groaned. “That’s it, girls. Worship your stepdaddy’s cock.” Clara pushed her head forward. She took more of his massive length in her mouth. She gagged as he hit the back of her throat. Her eyes watered, but she kept going. Drool spilled from the corners of her mouth and dripped down her chin. Sara continued sucking his balls, her tongue bathing them before she licked up the thick shaft. After a while, they switched places. Sara took his cock deep into her throat. His size made her choke. Clara took over his balls. She caressed them with her tongue until Vincent's legs shook. “Fuck, your mouths feel so good,” Vincent groaned. His hips pushed forward. He looked down at them, watching their beautiful faces work his cock. “You're such naughty little sluts for your stepdaddy.” SURRENDER TO SIN, contains 60 Stories that would keep your hands in your pants. One night is never enough. Dive into a world of unchecked desire and breathless encounters. From the heat of a forbidden office romance to the slow burn of a chance meeting someone you secretly desire and don’t know they desire you. Every story is a journey into the heart of passion and your secret desire. Are you ready to submit to sin?

I am the wife of the capital city’s esteemed tycoon. We were married in secret for three years. At the celebratory banquet, I was about to make our relationship public. However, his first love, Juvelia Shaw, stumbled into the hall clutching her torn collar. “Edwin, save me! Peri Sanders brought along her penniless brother. He just forced a kiss on me in the lounge! “He says he’s your brother-in-law. If I want to get into the Gough family, I have to please him.... Argh! I have been defiled!” The room fell deathly silent before erupting into a chorus of finger-pointing and curses. They accused me of forcing my brother to assault the esteemed tycoon’s woman just to secure his favor. Edwin Gough’s eyes blazed crimson. He ripped off his coat and wrapped it tightly around Juvelia. Then, he flung a glass of red wine at my face. Gritting his teeth, he glared at me. “Peri, bring out that beast of a brother of yours!” “Since his mouth is so vile, let’s pull out his teeth and cut his tongue off to feed the dogs! Otherwise, I’ll make the entire Sanders family pay with their lives!” Amidst the crowd’s looks of contempt and disgust, I burst into laughter. My brother had long since lost his voice. Three years ago, in a fire, he had inhaled excessive smoke while saving Edwin, which had destroyed his vocal cords. His tongue was gone too.

A modern man from Earth, Caden, woke up and discovered he became a cat! Not only that, he had woken up to a world that can only be found in fantasy stories! What's even more incomprehensible is that he had found himself a mysterious owner! His owner likes to threaten him, likes to make him remember all the goodness he has done for him, likes to touch him here and there---! He is truly pitiful. ----- Evan: I have a cat. My cat likes to stick his tongue out to me, so I pulled it. My cat likes to cry and is very timid but he can kick ass. I love my cat.

"Say another word and I'll bite your tongue off, you'll lose it." He replied in a daring tone and my sense told me that he wasn't playing this time around. I would rather endure the pain than to make sure that I lost any part of my body. "I would prefer I die... Ah!" I screamed when his fangs sank into my neck drawing blood like it was a fountain gushing out. I was stupefied but my hands couldn't move anymore. My name is being called out in rooms I’ve not walked into..prestige echoing through. I knew how solid this thought was on me and how badly I wanted it to be my reality. It did. I found the bone of my bones but blood sure runs freely over here. Blood runs in the human system but with Lucian you can taste it a little tongue to lip tease. A charming billionaire with an aura,an opposite world and the face of a God. Oh stop! You would have fallen and flipped if you were in my position as his heiress. This is our story is it all love? Is this really how loving a masculine man feels? Take a guess! Naomi： a human girl who had been a slave for many years of her life, and now had zero hope of escaping it after being trafficked. Lucian： the vampire lord and leader of the Pure Bloods, and a very successful business man who is a Billionaire. What happens when both of their worlds collide, after Lucian agrees to work with the government of the country to unveil the underworld? This is a story of love, crime, and of course blood.

His eyes drops to the wedding ring on my finger. Something shifts in his expression. Something sharp. Possessive. Furious. I had sex with my step son and I’m not even sorry. Well it’s wasn’t my intention to. I had no idea who he was. All I cared about that night was his hard body pressed against mine and his tongue circling the inside of my mouth and deep inside my thighs. But as I took off my veil and stare at the man in front of me, I knew I had started a spark that will soon turn into a full blown fire and consume us both.

THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT 🔞 I never meant to give my virginity to the devil. Two weeks later, I walked down the aisle in white…and found him waiting at the altar. Zayden Romano killed my groom. Took his place. Made me his wife to destroy my father. He calls me leverage. A pawn. His revenge. But the way he pins me down at 3 a.m., spreads me open, and growls “mine” while I come apart on his tongue doesn’t feel like revenge. It feels like obsession. He’s the monster I’m supposed to hate. So why am I begging the devil for more?