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Ryan brought the thong to his nose, sniffing it deeply. “You smell good, Rita” she blushed. The air already felt thick with lust. Kent whispered hotly into Kiara’s ear again, his hand now sliding dangerously below her thigh, right under her dress “You’re so fucking wet right now, aren’t you?” Kiara shivered and nodded slightly, too turned on to deny it.

His hand settled lightly on my shoulders, then trailed down my arm in a slow caress. When his fingers reached my knee, they slipped beneath the hem of my dress, stroking the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his fingertips grazed the damp fabric covering my pussy. “You’re drenched,” he observed, voice rough with satisfaction. He pressed two fingers against my clit through the lace, circling with firm deliberate strokes that made my hips jerk forward involuntarily. “All this from reading your own fantasies? Or is it because I’m finally touching what you wrote about so many nights?”

] Paige: […That’s on TV. Jessica: [That’s where you’re wrong. Soap opera plots are based on real-life stories.] Casey: [Have you done the deed with Chris?] Paige was speechless. Jessica commented, [Hehe. It happened, didn’t it? Was Chris obsessed with your young and beautiful body?] Paige did not know what to say. Casey wrote, [You have got nothing to worry about, Paige. Everything is unfolding like a romance novel. Chris will fall in love with you in no time.]

He just hoped that this was the start of something new, not the end of a potential good relationship… THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE. Hello lovelies. I trust you guys are doing great. So, I decided to finally start this project after putting it off for a year now. This is like a collection of my readers' suggestions and stories. You tell me what you want as the next story, and I write the prompt of the lucky person. So far, I have 20 prompts from my readers from platforms, 19 when you exclude the already uploaded one. Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules.

Clara stepped back, her eyes roaming over Elena's body with an appreciation that made heat pool low in her belly. "Lie down," Clara whispered, taking Elena's hand and leading her to the bed. The sheets were cool against Elena's bare back as she settled onto the mattress, watching Clara untie her robe and let it fall away. Her body was beautiful—full breasts that swayed slightly as she moved, hips that curved generously, skin that seemed to glow in the afternoon light. Clara climbed onto the bed, positioning herself above Elena, her thighs straddling Elena's waist. She leaned down, her hair creating a curtain around their faces as she captured Elena's lips in a kiss that was both tender and h

But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.

Story Title: Midnight Contract Author: Feylume Genre: Office Romance, Billionaire, Power Play, Explicit Erotica Main Characters: • Isabella Hart – 26, ambitious, intelligent, beautiful with long dark hair and curves that drive him crazy. • Damien Cross – 34, ruthless CEO, tall, muscular, dark hair, piercing gray eyes, extremely dominant and controlling. Blurb: When her devastatingly handsome and ruthless CEO offers her a secret after-hours contract, Isabella discovers that mixing business with the most sinful pleasure comes with a dangerous price… and she’s addicted.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

CRAWLING THROUGH TEMPTATION We’re almost there.” His scratchy, low drawl carried through the craggy tunnel. A bead of water dripped along her nose and she shivered. The quiet buried deep down into her being was only interrupted by the minute shuffling through the small, dripping cave passage. Who’d have thought a first-year anniversary could be so romantic? There could have been sarcasm there—but there wasn’t. For two people who’d met on an online caving site this was perfection. Or their end destination would be, once Max got his gorgeous, well-toned ass out of her headlamp. Beneath the stink of sulpher and earthier, muddy things, Lela breathed in the thread of her lover’s spicy cologne. Sh

No matter what, but this can make Gwen angry everytime and still she haven't found if it was true or not. ........... Please ignore any mistakes as I write stories in my phone. Next story, A strange love story. Some of you have read it but don't worry as from 1 Oct I will update all new stories and I will also be open for your suggestions. Tell me what kind of story do you want, CEO, mafia, werewolf or other. Tell me in review section. ..................