Me And My Amazing Body Book Novels & Stories

Should I cover myself or toss the book out the window? My body seems to have a mind of its own. My hands seize the book and clutch it to my breasts.

With a gentle hug, I put the book down and immediately left for work. At 5:30 I was behind the shop waiting for my employers. I began to think about what happened last night. I was contemplating how a small book could increase in size by itself. The book could talk and give instructions for humans to follow. What amazed me more was the fact that fire of blood could rest in a bowl and the book didn’t burn but when I put my hand I was burning that I could even felt the fire even in my intestines.

He looked at me so tenderly that I felt I could melt. This man has a hold over my heart and my body like no other. **Don't forget to follow me on i n s t a @rae.knight.author for announcements of this book and others.**

I see a purple and a bright yellow room, the two of my favorite colors. Wait a minute this room has been decorated. I can smell the paint and the new furniture scent in the room. Wow, this is brand new. Everything in here is. Even this book I pick up by the nightstand then I take a good look at it. It is one of my favorite author’s B.B. Reid's “Fear Me” they bought all the series for me. Wow, I am so in love right now. Sometimes girls want candy and flowers but for me I want books. I gasp and realize this room is all my favorite colors and brand-new stuff and clothes. The weird thing is the clothes are all my size? Down to my bra size. I feel sick and thankful at the same time. I just realiz

Hers are a dark brown, and when her lips curl into a shy smile, my cock twitches inside of my boxers—what the actual fuck? Did that really just happen? I'm convinced I imagined it because why would my body betray me like that? This is Emelie Olsson—the short little loser on campus. Sporting an erection for her is weird, but when she curls up against me like a kitten seeking heat, my problem grows worse. My cock is straining against my boxers, begging to be let out, and I bite back a groan when Emelie sighs in contentment. "Y-you're not as bad as I thought," it sounds cheesy to say this, but her voice is barely above a whisper. And somehow, my cock decides it's the most alluring sound ever.

“You feel that? That’s me in your guts, baby.” I moaned, completely undone, my hands flying behind my head to grip his neck, to anchor myself. But there was no saving me. Not from this. Not from him. He bounced me faster, harder, his cock pistoning up inside me with filthy wet sounds and the harsh slap of our skin. Every movement made my ass jiggle against him, and I could hear his satisfaction in every ragged breath. “Fucking perfect,” he growled. “The way your body takes me—look at you. Ruined already.”

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Sins Of My Body. Sins Of My Body was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Veronica speaks, the format will be as this: Veronica ~ “Let me go, creep.”)

"When a person is starving, and you offer them food, they'll be deeply grateful. But once that person is no longer hungry, even the finest delicacies will just seem greasy and unappealing," I explained over the phone. Ms. Decker didn't push further. Instead, she reminded me to eat and sleep on time and to never neglect my health, no matter how busy I got with schoolwork. After the video call ended, a wire transfer from Ms. Decker appeared in my bank account. She also sent a message that read, "Even with a scholarship, it might not cover everything. Living abroad is expensive, so use this to treat yourself to some nice food."

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

Perfect. As I flipped through the chapters, the story heated up fast. The protagonist, a shy librarian much like me, was cornered in the stacks by a dominant stranger. His hands roamed her body without mercy, fingers teasing her nipples until they ached, then dipping lower to claim her wetness. I shifted on the couch, feeling that familiar tingle between my legs. God, why did these books always get me so worked up? My thighs pressed together instinctively, seeking friction.