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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.

"But it took me almost four months to get through it. There was so much I didn't understand at that age. It was embarrassing for my mother when I asked about some of it. It was her favorite book, but it didn't occur to her until I started asking some of those questions that it might not be the most appropriate reading material for a fourteen-year-old." "That's so funny," I murmured into her hair. She had rested her cheek on my chest again, and then she ran the tip of her index finger in a teasing circle around my nipple. It reminded me of what she had said earlier. "So, Melissa," I murmured, "You mentioned sensitive nipples and enjoying anal sex. What else was on your 'checklist' that I shou

He flipped over the front of the book to see the title. It was Dostoyevsky’s The Idiot. “Well, that’s fitting,” B laughed and closed the book. He fell deeper into the recesses of the chair. He brought the glasses up to his face and thought, If this is what an estate man does, then let me be an estate man for just a couple of minutes while the whiskey does its work. B let Dostoyevksy’s words run through his mind like a new mantra — it’s life that matters… the process of discovering… the everlasting and perpetual process… — and slid the glasses onto his face.

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

After dinner I went to my room and touched myself thinking about it. This was just chapter one of my new life. I was becoming the pretty ebony girl I dreamed about. Using men. Building my own way. And I loved every naughty second. The addiction was real and I did not want to fight it. I wanted more. Much more.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner

~2 Weeks Later~ I took a swig from my third Mikes hard of the day as I typed the last few sentences of my newest book. I had always focused on children's books as well as illustrating but over the past year I finally decided to write an adult novel. The book itself was fiction and was about a young lesbian woman whose about eighteen. She ends up dying and sees what happens after death, a whole new life. It's a concept I had worked hard on and planned to eventually turn it into a series. As I finished the book as well as my drink all I could think about was telling Alice. Realizing that wasn't really an option at the moment I sighed and sent the document over to my editor before shutting down

The story of Ethan and Addison Ethan's POV I just turned 18 last month, and sad to say that yes- I am still a virgin. Hell, I've never even had a girlfriend, I haven't even kissed a girl for Christ's sake. Well, unless you consider my mom a girl, but I guess in a romantic sense it wouldn't count, right? I've had a huge crush on a girl named Addison. She's smart, beautiful, popular, you name it. She's the whole package. The bad thing is? I don't think she has a clue about my existence.

Thе dеѕсrірtіоnѕ оf groping each other and getting ‘felt up’, оf ‘making оut’, аnd then later of ‘blowjobs’ аnd ‘gоіng аll thе wау’ hаd simply ѕоundеd sweaty аnd grоѕѕ tо her. Onе afternoon, lаtе іn hеr ѕеnіоr year аnd ѕhоrtlу after hеr еіghtееnth birthday, one оf her bооkіѕh friends hаd passed her a book wrіttеn bу a fеmаlе аuthоr ѕhе didn’t rесоgnіzе.