Novel & Cerita Muscular Womens

My husband only lasts a minute each time. As a mature woman in my thirties, I often find myself lying awake at night, feeling like something is missing from my life. That is, until I met a rugged, muscular mechanic while getting my car repaired. Watching his strong muscles flex beneath his tank top awakened a desire I hadn’t felt in a long time. Our brief, intense encounter left me overwhelmed with emotions I couldn’t control. Just as things were about to go too far, I pushed him away, not wanting to make a mistake. But then I discovered that my husband had already been cheating on me with our pregnant neighbor. So, maybe I should just...

“I wanted you since the first time I saw you in that lingerie,” he said, his voice low and rough. “It’s been making me go crazy.” I should’ve been thinking clearly, figuring out if he suspected me. But I wasn’t. I was too busy pulling down his pajama pants, needing to feel more of him. He stood up just for a second to take them off, and then he was fully naked. He looked even hotter than I imagined—muscular but not bulky, with a line of dark hair going down to his hard length. He grabbed my panties and pulled them down my legs. Then he got on top of me again, his warm skin touching mine. He kissed me hard as he got between my legs.

" You wish it was you screaming my name, don't you? " He asked while locking me in place with his gaze. “ I don’t know what you're talking about.” I defended. I clutched the wall behind me as he moved closer with his hand on the door above my head. Our bodies were inches apart and it was getting harder to concentrate because of his bare chest that was muscular and covered with ink. " Tell me principessa, do you think of me when you trail your fingers down your stomach and between your thighs? Do you think of me as you work yourself trying to reach the brick of euphoria? Do you imagine it's my fingers as you work faster to ease the ache between your thighs? Do you scream my name as your walls clench around your digits and your eyes roll to the back of your head when you ? " " you! " I screamed, ignoring the loud thumping of my heart against my chest. " You see, I know girls like you. You've been sheltered all your life and you crave some rebellion. Tattoos, muscular, bad boy, and an Italian accent are your undoing, right? That's all it takes to have you drooling and fawning. I'm I right, principessa? " “ You know nothing about me! " I screamed and he chuckled. “ Oh, but I do. I can smell your arousal begging me to pin you to this wall and show just how much I can make your weep for me. " He whispered in my ear. She's fire and he's ice. Sicily holds many secrets but is Brianna ready for the ones Nikolai has to offer? A life of crime, gunfire, and passion is not what she signed up for. Can she handle the enigma that is Nikolai?

I looked at the naked stranger lying asleep beside me. Lightning flickered, illuminating his muscular body only in glimpses. He was covered in mud and blood, and though in human form now, he still looked wild and monstrous. I’d never found myself lying beside any naked man before in my life. He pulled at my clothes, and I let him rip them off. The thunder came closer, booming right overhead. We kissed with a frantic passion and grasped at every inch of each other. One of the only normal human girls at the Werewolf Noble Academy, I was at the bottom of the social order from the start. But even worse than that, just about everyone at school picked on me for being fat. One day I slept with a stranger in an accident. He is the second prince of the werewolf world, and wants to marry me!

My neighbors across the hall had a nasty habit of stealing. This included my food deliveries, my shoes from the cabinet, and even my clothes drying on the rooftop. Nothing was safe from them. I had enough. One day, I placed a pair of shoes borrowed from my friend, who was battling an extreme case of athlete’s foot, outside my door. Not long after they stole them, they came banging on my door in the middle of the night, furious about the outbreak on their feet. They even filed a complaint at the hospital where I work. I was so furious that I invited a few homeless patients to move in. A muscular man with HIV, an elderly woman with syphilis, and a young man with severe mental health issues became their new neighbors. The thieves could not handle it and begged the landlord to evict them. However, the joke was on them. My family owned the entire building. If anyone was leaving, it certainly was not me.

"You must regret calling off our engagement, right?!" I smiled faintly as my ex-fiancé lifted his chin proudly. "I don't regret it one bit for throwing out trash like you." Ethan was stunned. He couldn't accept that I had the courage to confront him. His pride had also been trampled upon when I called him 'trash.' Ethan raised one hand, about to slap me. However, his hand was caught by a large, muscular hand. "Uncle Nathaniel?" Ethan was shocked. His knees suddenly went weak at his uncle's sharp, cold gaze. "Be polite to your aunt." Ethan's eyes widened. He was even more shocked when Nathaniel's hand moved from my waist and embraced me affectionately. Ethan couldn't believe it. The ex-fiancée he'd left was now his aunt?!

"Life was good until he walked in, he was stubborn, arrogant, and a ruiner," His essence makes her body appall every time, she is alone. He was nowhere, but he was everywhere. He swears that he will stay with her even if he will die, and he let this happen. When he got no way to be with her he got died and aimed to live with her, by taking place of her spouse. " Faith.... Faith...," She heard him growling, she turn and stare into his ferocious eyes. She frowned cause she saw him this way. " When I told you not to move from my eyes then what are you doing here?" He asks while his muscular body was pumped in. " Austin..... I... I am in the kitchen, as you see," She controls her horror and lets out. He abruptly clutched her arms, and let the pain. " Austin you are hurting me", she cried out. " What? he didn't do this before," He smirks and Faith felt this is not her Austin.

"Meet my sons, Mia. Sons, meet Mia, your soon-to-be step-sister." Then three tall, sturdy, muscular men joined us at the table and I had no doubt that they were my step-brothers. They looked just like their father. I gasped, shrinking in fear as I remembered where I had met them. Quinn, Jack and John, the triplets of misery in my high school life. I would be a fool if I ended up liking the boys who had bullied me and treated me like I wasn't worth . They are different at this time from the wolves in my dream. They are playing the role of a gentle older brother. I heard that they were in the Navy and I must admit that was where fitted them. I hoped that they met with men who were stronger than they were who could give them a taste of their own medicine and bully them, just as they had bullied me. Later, they claimed that I was their mate. "Keep it a secret from our parents, okay? We'll cherish you, Sis."

When best friends Mirabel and Mitchelle decide to seduce their quiet, muscular neighbor Michael, they don’t just want a casual night of pleasure. They want to claim him completely. What begins as a spontaneous, rope-filled threesome quickly spirals into something far darker and more addictive. Bound, used, and relentlessly fucked by the two dominant women, Michael discovers a hunger he never knew he possessed which was a desperate need to surrender, to obey, and to be owned. But their perfect dynamic is threatened when Vanessa, a powerful and ruthless rival dominant, sets her sights on Michael. She wants him for herself and will stop at nothing to steal him away, forcing Mirabel and Mitchelle to become even more possessive, more cruel, and more intoxicating in their control. In a world of tight ropes, dripping wet sex, savage orgasms, public risk, and fierce power struggles, Michael must decide: will he remain their willing pet, or will the rival’s darker touch break him first? Get ready for raw, explicit domination where pleasure and possession collide.

Falling in love with a man twice her age seems ridiculous. But falling in love with her father's best friend is even worse. Ceynol Tarragon is the man of Jade Vine's dreams. He's thirty-six years old, mature and experienced, with intense eyes and a way of owning his six-foot muscular body that has her mind melting... It's no surprise she had a crush on him for a long time until falling in love with him. She saves herself for him and does everything she can to make him fall in love, even though it is forbidden... A taboo because Ceynol is his father's best friend. How can she persuade Ceynol that what she feels is genuine, that it isn't just puppy love, and that he is the only man she has ever desired? That she is willing to sacrifice everything in order to make the man hers? Will the man gamble his friendship with Jade's father, or will he totally break the woman's heart forever?