Pleasure Unbound Book Novels & Stories

"You taste so fine, Miss Manroe." Her lips part and her eyes darken with want. I think she's a little shocked. I lift her off the floor and lay her carefully on her bed. She looks at me with hooded lustful eyes. The sight of her laying there, naked for my pleasure is too satisfying. I would have taken my time to have a good look if my erection wasn't this throbbing. My pants are getting uncomfortable. I unbackle my belt and undo my fly. I remove the condoms from my pockets and place them on the nightstand.

Pulling at the cloth that hampered her screaming, and yanking at his hand that burked her neck. When she was not moving, he removed his hand and the cloth. He gave her the kiss of life until she gasped and started breathing again. Quickly, he opened his zipper and held on the stiffening muscle inside. The muscle was the size of his little finger but watching Hess writhing in agony gave him an immense gratification. Hess was crying silently when the tubular metal was cold. The fire had burnt out. And she was very wet. "Use all your persuading powers, Hess. Make Li-an and Genevieve come to this address tomorrow."

Every inch buried deep within me, his hips flush against my own. I cried out in pleasure as his hard thrusts worked away from the burning need inside me and his grip on my hips tightened into a sweet pain. Our moans filled the room, as we moved together picking up the pace, climbing towards our release, crashing over the edge and spiralling back down together. Breathless and exhausted we collapsed in a heap on the bed. The storm still raging outside, and within moments we were asleep. *****

he said, gesturing to the chair across from him. I ignored the offer. Instead, I walked around the side of his desk and perched on the edge of it, right next to his scattered papers. My skirt hiked higher, exposing more of my smooth thighs. I crossed my legs slowly, deliberately, letting the movement tease him with the possibility of seeing what was — or wasn’t — underneath. “I’ve been thinking a lot about your lecture yesterday,” I continued, my voice dropping to a husky whisper. “About how the most intense pleasure often comes from what we’re told we can’t have. The forbidden. The risky. The wrong.”

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She was a mess of desire and desperation, her body reacting to him with a primal intensity that bypassed all her logic and pride. Julian stepped back just enough to strip out of his trousers, his cock springing free, thick and pulsing with a need that mirrored her own. He didn't waste a second on foreplay, grabbing her hips and guiding himself to her entrance. With one powerful, driving thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, hitting her cervix with a force that made her vision blur. Sloane screamed, the feeling of being filled so completely by him triggering a wave of pleasure that made her entire body shudder.

He bends at her every wish, told or not, he gives her the best of satisfaction he deems she would like to have, and she should have, to present her the glorious pleasures gained from the fulfillment of carnal desire. Denny reached for the necktie to untie Trisha and set her hands free. Trisha felt so overwhelmed from all the intense pleasure she was going through that all her strength seemed to have left her body. She was like a kite soaring high in the sky, flying to what direction the wind blows. Now she was bouncing at Denny's every thrust. Like a ball being dribbled to the ground, Trisha's pelvis would rebound every time she landed on Denny's body.

What do I have to do to get attention? I try not to moan when the exquisite flavors burst through my pallet. Slowly closing my eyes, I let the fireworks of spices drown my body. I've never tasted chicken parm this good before. I remind myself to thank the head chef later. When I opened my eyes, chills went down my spine—no not chills, electricity. I'll be stupid if I won't acknowledge the sphere of electricity that has been flying around the room. I don't want to deny the fact that my toes are curling with the thought of Lucas naked. In my bed. Dark. Alone.

It is my pleasure to be your endgame. ---------------------This is not the end for there will be book 2-------------------- Coming soon! My Pleasure, Sir book 2! Synopsis What does love mean? What does it takes to love? How do you prove your love? What can make love last? Love is magical. Love makes us complete. Love gives us happiness. Love makes us live. But love is also a battle. A battle you need to fight. A battle you need to win. But how will you succeed it? And when do you win?

Dark Temptations – Men who don’t just touch… they claim. Pleasure & Power – Games where surrender is as dangerous as resistance. BDSM & Forbidden Kinks – Chains, blindfolds, rules… and the wicked thrill of breaking them. Primal Possession – Being chased, caught, and taken until you can’t breathe without wanting more. Obsession That Burns – Love that feels like fire, beautiful, consuming, impossible to escape. This is not for the faint or the shy. It will touch you in places no one else dares, leave you burning, and keep you wanting long after the last page.