Praise Kink Books Novels & Stories

A valid reason if anyone actually cared to ask. My husband isn't a bad man. He's a good father. A decent provider. But in bed? He's not what I need. His thing is average at best and he's not into the things I crave. The rough stuff. The intensity. The kind of sex that leaves you sore and satisfied and unable to walk straight the next day. I have knacks. Preferences. Kinks that make my body come alive. My husband doesn't share them. We still do it but not nearly as much as I want. Not nearly as hard as I need.

I felt every solid inch of his hard muscular body when he gripped my waist tighter. He groaned low in his throat. "You taste so fucking good," he leaned back slightly to whisper against my lips. "So do you," was my reply. My voice deepened as his palms started to slip underneath my half opened shirt. His fingers were rough against my skin. My breath hitched as he introduced his tongue to the groove of my neck. Stars shone behind my irises as sensations of different kinds ran down my spine. My head fell back to allow him more room to assault the spot with kisses.

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeeze his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.

💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

The choker looked perfect on her — elegant black leather and silver, discreet enough to pass as jewelry in public, but unmistakable in its purpose to me. “Don’t worry, babe,” I said softly, my voice low and intimate. “Your internet searches are safe with me. Every late-night tab you opened when you thought no one was watching. Every video. Every fantasy you tried to bury. But I…” I reached out and gently traced the edge of the choker with my fingertip, feeling her pulse jump beneath the leather. “I never knew this was your kink. Tell me, princess — what else do you like? Masked men? Knife play? The thrill of being completely at someone’s mercy? Say it.” Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson. She

I absolutely hate when wolves use my full name, but my inner beast is secretly shocked he actually bothered to remember it. He shoves his massive hands into his pockets, towering over my sitting form like some ancient pack deity. His blue eyes drop down to scan the cover of my book—it's a super explicit, feral wolf smut novel. It's my absolute favorite comfort read, the exact book that dragged my wolf into the world of erotic wolf romance. It's basically my version of zoning out after a brutal week. A wicked, dirty smirk spreads across his full lips. "You like dominant alpha kink, pup?"

At this point I don’t even know if I can even trust myself. I nodded at his words even before I could register, my head moved. “Good girl, should I forgive you?” he said and I looked at him like a lost puppy, I hate myself for this, I was on the verge of release just by his words. I did not know that I had a praise kink. “Please” I said, I did not know what I was saying. “I won't” he said and I could feel thunder striking me as he touched me inside the dress slipping it away.

But I could bet that it was not only me; he was enjoying himself more. Just when I thought that he was done and was going to leave me, his hold on my hair tightened and he tilted my head at such an angle that now I can see my back in the mirror. My eyes widened when I saw how red my back was. It seems like I have kept my bums on a hot pan and now it has burned red. I felt even more embarrassed when I thought that I actually enjoyed it. How can I? "There is nothing to feel ashamed about," he rasped as if he read my eyes. "Everyone has their kink, which turns them on. It is just that you need to explore them and you won't get any better person to do it than me."