Mature Attraction Novels & Stories

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

And for one reckless moment, Camila became intensely aware of how attractive this man truly was. Not in the polished charming way she was used to. Mateo’s attractiveness felt quieter. More masculine. More dangerous. Like the kind of man capable of ruining her life while looking calm doing it. Mateo leaned forward slightly. “You blush easily.” Her breath caught. “I do not.” “You’re doing it right now.” Camila looked away immediately. “You enjoy making me uncomfortable.” “No,” he said softly. That tone again. Low. Smooth. Intimate. “I enjoy watching you pretend you’re unaffected.”

Seduction. It started small—a brush of her hand, a lingering touch—but it grew relentless, as if claiming me by force would make me choose her. If only she had been patient. If only she had let me decide on my own terms. I would have chosen her, no question. I’m a one-woman man. But the thrill, the chase, the fight for attention—that’s where my desire thrived. And Iris had killed it.

His voice was deep, guttural. Breathless, she lowered her foot and did as he said, bracing her palms against the wall and tossing her wet hair back to look at him over her shoulder. His expression was almost feral as he devoured the sight of her awaiting his possession. To tempt him further she spread her legs and arched her back to tilt her ass up. His sharply indrawn breath was a reward in itself, but it was nothing compared to when he seized her hips and his fingers bit deep into her flesh, holding her still. Then he leaned in and nuzzled the side of her neck, right where he knew she was most sensitive, and scraped his teeth over her skin. She pressed back against him and rubbed her ass a

Particularly, who is she running from? I thought about what if she was my mate? That means I get to teach her everything. 17 is the mature age for consensual sexual agreements in our world. I thought about using her perfect little body for the most mind-blowing pleasure, touching all her sweet spots, hearing her moan and giggle. GODDESS, just the thought made my di.ck stand up full force. I had to keep my hand in my pocket to keep it pushed down. We are standing just beside the door to her room, which is right across the hall from my room.

"Website? What website?" "It's a website where we post things about gossip and stuff it's kinda like that show I watch called Gossip Girl." She sat at the edge of my desk, typing on her phone. "Anyway, Seth has commitment issues, but he was in an interview yesterday, and he said he might try to find a woman at the ice ball that catches his eyes. And hopefully, that's me," she stated confidently. "Well good luck with that. There thousands of other girls out there just saying," I told her as she leaved.

He said as he felt a little shy after what she had said. “Well then let me tell you about all the alters in the system. I’m responsible for protecting her. You can say that I regulate and organize everything properly in the system. I’m the more mature one and I take control whenever things take a steep turn. Meera, on the other hand, is a prosecutor. She is the more aggressive on in the system and she’s more impulsive as well. She takes control when things get out of control or when the body is in danger. Isabella...she’s s child alter and we don’t let her stay in control for too long. She holds all the childhood memories and she is just traumatized like Aria…” She explained everything to hi

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Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits. Warning: This collection is intended for mature audiences only. It features high-heat, explicit content, including; taboo & forbidden relationships, power dynamics (CNC, BDSM, and roleplay), psychological thrills (mind alterations and obsessive themes), and diverse pairings (straight, MM, reverse harem, and harem dynamics). Trope: Religious Taboo / Age-Gap / Corruption kink / Forbidden (pastor x member), (father’s best friend) BURLB

“I’m the one that should be asking that! Our honey-glazed, delicious muscle hunks have been thrown at us, and you dodge them like it’s a burning crap pile and sit down in a bar, get drunk, get drugged, and fantasize about sleazy meat bags with a dick! And what for? Just to scratch an itch between your legs!? ” For once, I actually felt embarrassed and a little slutty. Because she was not wrong. But I could not really get past the “Mates” part. Why would I have several mates? I didn’t even want one, did I? And what the heck did she mean about them being thrown at us? Then why haven’t I met them? Why didn’t I sense them? It's not like a subtitle hint when you meet your fated mate. Smell, hor