Sexy Mom In Bed Novels & Stories

When my parents got old, they needed someone to take care of them. Katerina—my younger sister—was off to Amiraka with her smug husband Chris. Meanwhile, I was crammed into a two-bedroom in Bellavaro with my husband Pavel, who drove a taxi. Mom had no retirement savings, so guess who she dumped herself on? Yep—me. Dad took the cash and ran straight to Katerina. Our place was tiny, but we still gave Mom the master bedroom. She hated it. Constant complaints, constant drama. According to her, life with me was pure misery. Every night, she'd hop on video call with Katerina, gushing about Amiraka like it was heaven, while throwing shade at me for not "taking care of her properly." Meanwhile,

He was never supposed to be in the picture, I was supposed to live happily with my boyfriend, but he came out of nowhere. My body reacted so much to him. I touched myself thinking about him, but he never looked at me, not even once… **** Valeria had been with her boyfriend for years, and it was finally the day of their marriage. She was over the edge, but when she got to the altar, her boyfriend wasn't there. It was his sexy brother she had always fantasised about countless times, standing there. Will she marry him or call off the wedding? Dive into this book to find out.

After my husband died in a car accident, I worked tirelessly running a small restaurant to raise my son, Henry. Right before Henry's wedding, I won eight million in the lottery. Thrilled, I decided to sell the restaurant and finally enjoy retirement. So, I called to tell Henry about selling the restaurant, his usually polite fiancée turned hostile. "You're not expecting us to support you, are you? We've barely started working!" She even warned Henry, "If you spend any of our money on your mom, the wedding's off!" Henry argued with her but then reassured me, promising, "You've worked hard enough, Mom. I'll take care of you." Feeling pretty good, I planned to give him two million to

Five years ago, Ava Sinclair gave her heart and her innocence to Ryder Kane, her brother’s best friend. The next morning, he shattered her world and walked away. Now she’s back, hunted by the powerful men she dared to expose. When her car crashes on a lonely highway, the last person she expects to save her is the man who once destroyed her.Ryder “Havoc” Kane built his billion-dollar empire on control and cold. But when Ava reappears all bloody, terrified, and still breathtaking, his iron walls start to crack. Protecting her means inviting chaos into his carefully built world. Loving her could burn it all down. Now, Havoc offers her protection in his private estate. The same man she swo

Escaping from being sold to a druglord by my own gumbling, drunkard father, felt like it was the end of my life, the betrayal was deep, but the last thing i imagined when i escaped to hide in Spain was Mitchell Matamoros. The most eligible, handsome, and richest man in town. The most handsome being I've ever laid eyes on. He's my boss, he's brutal, and he's a cold bastard who doesn't do love. The last thing i should have done was to fall in love with him because it almost ruined my life. Now, now i have to run & hide, but nobody runs from Mitchell Matamoros just like that.

She broke into his world to expose him. He tied her to his bed to claim her. When Justina Ashes sneaks into billionaire Carson Wills’ penthouse, she expects to leave with stolen secrets not wrists bound in silk and a ruthless man staring into her soul. Carson is powerful, magnetic, and dangerously obsessive. To the world, he’s untouchable. But in private, he hides a secret that could cost him everything. The little boy he calls his nephew is his son and he’ll do anything to keep him. Justina should hate him. After all, he’s the man she blames for her family’s ruin, the man she was sent to destroy. But hate burns into desire, desire into obsession, and soon she’s tangled in a web of lies,

Warning: This book contains violence, explicit content, taboo affairs, forbidden relationships, and BDSM. It is intended for adults, 18 and above. “This is…wrong, you are my twin sister's mates.” I stammered breathlessly, teeth sinking into my bottom lip as my body convulsed with the arrival of my fifth orgasm. ***** Betrayed by my mate and enduring a heartwrenching rejection, my world crumbled the day I was sold off to a vegetable Alpha to become a breeder. But things took a swift dark turn as the vegetable turned out to be not one, not two, but three savage, sinful, dominant forces. The rules were simple; No strings attached. Avoid eye contact. Speak only when spoken to. P

She was never meant to be his. ‎ ‎One night after work, she’s taken. ‎ ‎Blindfolded. Silenced. Locked inside a stranger’s world. ‎ ‎The man who walks into the room isn’t just powerful — he’s dangerous. Cold. Calculated. A man who believes she betrayed him. ‎ ‎He doesn’t ask questions. ‎ ‎He takes control. ‎ ‎But when his phone lights up with two chilling words— ‎ ‎Wrong girl. ‎ ‎—everything unravels. ‎ ‎She isn’t the enemy he was hunting. ‎ ‎She’s innocent. Untouched by his dark empire. ‎ ‎And now she knows his face. ‎ ‎He should let her go. ‎ ‎Instead, he keeps her. ‎ ‎Because releasing her means weakness. ‎ ‎And keeping her means temptation. ‎ ‎She hates him

“You shouldn’t have disobeyed me, Hazel.” His voice came out hard and husky and she thrived at the soothing undertone that sent chills down her spine, her pussy, already gaining lots of wetness. “I am sorry Daddy, baby girl needed some alone…” she tried to explain, but his next action shut her up. He flung her over the bed like she weighed nothing, her face pressing into the pillow, while her ass positioned into the perfect doggy style he craved for. “I am going to punish you so fucking well, momma. I am going to fuck you hard till you no longer feel your legs, momma. Hazel gulps down the hitches in her throat at the thought of his 9 inches-thick, cock riding her tight cunt, to ple

Just because I ate one chicken leg more than my brother, my father kicked me out of the house in the middle of a snowstorm. Later on, my father of an archeologist dug up my body. Due to my missing head, he did not recognize me. Even when he saw that the body had the same scars as I did, he did not care. Later on, my mother dug out my heart and showed it to her students. "Today, we will study the heart of someone with congenital heart disease." She once said she would recognize me no matter what I looked like. Mom, now that the only thing left of me is my heart, do you still recognize me?