Sinful Soft Novelas e Histórias

It’s too much. My last words in the room are addressed to Mike. “I expect the divorce papers to come to me today. And don’t count on me being merciful. Not after seeing the damage you’ve done, the lies, the manipulation. You’ve taken enough, but now? Oh, Mike, I’m going to ruin you. I’m going to drag your name through the mud, and when I’m done, the world will see you for exactly what you are — a hollow, pathetic excuse for a man with nothing but rot where a soul should be.”

Alex snapped, his voice sharp and dripping with self-loathing. Sasha smiled, “Relax Alex. You seemed to enjoy yourself to the fullest a few moments ago, why the guilt trip, now?” “What happened here was a sin, a violation for everything I stand for.” “Oh please, spare us the sermon. You didn't seem to mind sinning, when your deep inside me and fucking me hard.” Sasha rolled her eyes. “Stop!” Alex barked, “Last night was a mistake and I'll atone for it.” Felicia sat up straight, her expression shifting to one of mock innocence. “Oh Father Alex, we didn't force you to do anything, you’ve just unleashed a side of you that you've been denying. Maybe, it's time for you to embrace it.”

How did I ever fall for someone as disgusting as him? "I have a lot to say, but sadly, I don't even know where to begin from." I mumbled, "You are disgusting Cain, you are a terrible, horrible person." I finally stated loudly without fear and the burden of being in his debt. Now that I knew he only helped me because he thought we could have s*x, which made me feel less bad for lashing out at him.

"You're a natural… fuck," He pulled out sudden my lips popping off. He scooped me up like I weighed nothing my dress hiked up as he carried me to the bed throwing me off, the sheets so cool on my hot skin. "You're my sweet sin Celeste. I shouldn't but I can't stop now," he whispered his eyes burned. I pulled at my dress. "Fuck me daddy… I need your cock inside." “Such a dirty mouth for a little girl” He began to take of my dress zipping it down. My bra and panties next leaving me naked

This sofa and this wine and this man and the city and her mother's letter in her bag and the sea glass on her kitchen counter where she had placed it when they came back from the coast, smooth and pale green and exactly the right weight in the hand. She reached over and picked it up. Turned it in her fingers. Put it back. Stayed where she was.

“He was so handsome, Father. Tall… strong. I sat next to him at the bus station and I told him how hot he was. I kissed him. I even tried to touch him… down there. I don’t know what came over me. I can’t stop thinking about him. The way he felt… the way he tasted. I know it’s wrong, but I keep imagining what would have happened if he didn’t stop me.” Adrian’s breathing became heavier. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. His body was reacting against his will as she described everything in detail. He knew exactly who she was talking about. Because it was him. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice steady and professional. “My child… These are serious temptations. You must pray for

"So soft..." "....so warm""...Sinful" "Delicious...." "So fucking young......."I moaned and rocked againt his hard cock while he finally took my nipple into his mouth. And sucked. Hard. I saw stars and my body tried to bring Sir closer, harder....deeper.

I huff “Yes, Dominic. You made it all okay – you always do.” “Good, because I have some words for you too, trouble.” Sinclair informs me darkly, laying me out on the bed in front of him. He’s got that wolfish look in his eye, the one that tells me I’m in for a long night at my mate’s mercy. The one that tells me he’s barely in control, and all I can do is hold on and try to survive the pleasure. “Let’s start with brilliant…” he strips off my nightdress. “Beautiful…” He traces the line of my curves. “Corageous…” kiss, “sweet,” nibble, “fucking delectable,” lick, “... and very, very naughty.” ___________________

“Baby. I’m going to make you come so hard.” She meant it. Her fingers worked magic, finding every spot that made Cosima gasp. The pressure built and built until Cosima was shaking. “I’m close,” she panted. “Let go. I’ve got you.” Rev’s thumb found her clit at the same moment she bit down on Cosima’s neck. The combination sent Cosima over the edge. She came with a cry, her body going tight and then liquid. Rev worked her through it, gentle now. When Cosima finally went limp, Rev withdrew her hand and brought her fingers to her mouth.

Why? What sin did I do to deserve such a heartless punishment? I loved a werewolf. Is love a sin? If so, God is the one to be punished for giving me the ability to love a beast. God, including your Moon Goddess, is the one to blame, not me or my baby. Mark my words, you will pay. You will pay for the slow death my baby and I are suffering now. You will regret the minute you left me to die, tied up here, on this tree.