My Bed

Seperti linglung seolah berjalan tanpa arah. Orang-orang datang lalu pergi dengan mudahnya seperti permisi ke jamban saja. Menciptakan rasa cemas sekaligus takjub. Hidup dalam segala pengharapan benar-benar bagaikan menggali lubang kubur sendiri. Tak ada yang sungguh setia selain kesedihan. Meski dia menyakitkan namun tidak seperti kesenangan yang kerap kali datang lalu tiba-tiba hilang tanpa pamit. Begitulah Lisa, hadir dengan segala kelinglungannya mencari jati diri, mengejar impian, persahabatan hingga berakhir dalam kisah cinta yang tidak pernah terencana sebelumnya. Bagaimanakah hidup akan membawa Lisa mengejar impiannya, dan bagaimanakah kelanjutan hubungannya dengan kekasih sekaligus sahabatnya ? Selamat datang di Lalisa...

"Don't stay awake for too long..." "Dont go to bed... I'll make a cup of coffee for that head of yours and I'll get you up and going again. I promise." ***** Ashleigh Riot is due for marriage in seven days time. As she listens to Death Bed on the radio, she remembers her first love. The one she thought was the love of her life. The one she loved with everything she had and everything she was. The one she lost to a brain tumour 7 years ago. Damien Frost. Just because he's gone doesn't mean her feelings for him died with him. Just 7 days away from marriage, she let the feeling surface and remembered...

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Chantelle, a reckless billionaire heiress scarred by her past, seeks to control men around her, and Jace, her self-righteous bodyguard scarred by war and manipulation, finds it difficult to work with her. Could these two blur the lines of duty and passion between them and find solace in each other?

Standing beside the window I peeped out of it and look at both of them standing at the corner and having fun chatting. As usual, there's a broad smile on his face while being with her. It never used to bother me. However, today it's burning my heart. I want him to smile at me with the affection he has right now for her. I was never like this before but while being with him and knowing him. I didn't realise when the situation slipped out from my fist through the gap of my fingers. My heart doesn't belong to me, it chants only his name, Theodore! I love you, Theodore! Only if the situation was something different then probably I could've confessed my heart's true feelings to him.

All her life, Peach Salinger has always played by the rules. She's 23 and graduating college in a few months. She also just landed an internship with Acker Investments which can secure her a permanent job after graduation. But she's determined to get some sexual experiences before stepping into the professional world. In a bid to loose her virginity before she graduates, she hooks up with a hot stranger from a dating app. But that hot stranger turns out to be her new boss, Rhys Van Acker. An arrogant multi-billionaire who's nine years older than her. They both clash at first but Rhys cannot deny the mutual sexual tension between them. Rhys Van Acker wants Peach Salinger in his bed again, but Peach is determined not to succumb to the temptation. But how long can she be able to control herself when all she can think about is the one night stand she had with the older man?

Blair thought nothing could hurt more than discovering her mate in bed with her best friend—until he blamed her for it, calling her a prude. Desperate to prove him wrong, she decides to have a one nightstand. But one reckless, drunken night leads to a mistake she can’t take back. Her one-night stand with a stranger should’ve been the end of it, right? But when her mother introduces her new stepbrother, Kade, Blair realizes the truth—her mystery hookup is now family. Worse? He’s moving in as her roommate. Kade is cocky, infuriating, and everything she should avoid. But resisting him is easier said than done. Can she survive living under the same roof with the one guy she’s dangerously attracted to? Or will temptation win?

He’s forbidden to me So why can’t I resist him? Grayson Barlowe has always been my enemy. We were taught by our warring families to compete on the business battlefield. But everything changes when we’re forced to work together! I have never been immune to his devilish good looks. But as I learn about the pain that Grayson keeps hidden from the world, it becomes obvious he’s not just a playboy. Yet a truce seems impossible, until I find myself in the place I vowed I’d never be: between my enemy’s sheets!

Rose’s life has been perfectly planned out by her mother. She is to marry as a virgin to a wealthy heir, ascend the social ranks as a devout religious ambassador, and, above all, never tarnish the family’s impeccable reputation. But Rose isn’t one to follow anyone’s script. She’s writing her own story. And in one reckless night, everything goes terribly wrong. A harmless crush turns into a passionate kiss with a mysterious, older man at a club. The morning after, things take an unexpected twist. The stranger from last night is now sitting in her living room—his name is Ryan, her step-uncle. He’s moved to town for business and will be staying in her father’s house for the foreseeable future. With her mother already planning her wedding and pushing her toward a future of obedience, the last thing Rose needs is a sinfully-hot, irresistible step-uncle who defies everything her upbringing has taught her. But what if Ryan is the one temptation she can’t resist? As the undeniable attraction between them grows, Rose faces an agonizing choice: will she surrender to the forbidden desire and risk destroying her family’s legacy? Or will she cling to the life her mother has meticulously crafted for her—at the cost of her own happiness?

Warning: 18+ Contains explicit scenes and adult languages featuring hardcore erotica. This book is a collection of stories of steamy irresistible fun , naughty , filthy, office romances and sex with the boss. Get ready to be intrigued and feel the ultimate erotic excitement!!! **** “Before I could say another word, he bent me over the windowsill of his office and gripped the sides of my waist tightly. I responded by grinding back into him, feeling his hardness against me. “I want to fuck you with a view,” he said before thrusting into me finally. I let out a loud moan as I adjusted to his girth. He had filled me up completely, stretching me to accommodate his size. God, it felt so fucking good I immediately began to tremble. Slowly, he began to thrust in and out of me. This angle felt amazing, and I felt like I was about to come already. “I want you to tell me you want this,” he demanded in an urgent voice, as he began to increase his pace. “I want it,” I panted, barely able to string together a fully coherent sentence. “No, try again,” he urged, gripping my sides even harder. He was speaking to me in such a domineering way, I felt he could make me come just by his voice alone. It was what piqued my interest, after all, when he’d spoken to me in his low voice back at the bar. “I want it, Boss,” I moaned. He began to thrust harder. Our ruin didn’t take long after that. Soon, he pulled out of me and spilled his entire load on my back. We came at the same exact time. “God, that was amazing,” I panted, still trying to catch my breath.