Sinfully Novels & Stories

(A/N: Hello sweety, I want to inform you and assure you that this book is certainly the erotica book you are looking for. This book is all about the thrilling sex life of a youngster, which is very erotic, steamy, and has a touch of dark relationship and dark romance (BDSM). (Do enjoy reading!) Snow POV I stare at the naked figure besides me in amusement. I still can't believe that this man is the one making me moan crazily like a mad woman.

“This is so wrong, Rose. But your young body feels too good. I cannot stop having sweet sex with you” I smiled in the dark “I love being your sinful stepdaughter, Daddy. The more wrong it is, the better it feels” We fell aslep like that, wrapped together in the scent of our dirty secret

“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

If his holy cock was pressing against his cassock right now. “Father Damien,” I whispered, “I am touching myself right now. In your confessional. My fingers are inside my pussy while I talk to you. I am so wet.” A low, tortured groan escaped him. The sound sent a thrill through my body. “You are sin incarnate,” he said hoarsely. “You are tempting a man of God.” “Then punish me, Father.” My fingers moved faster. “Or better yet… come over to this side and punish me properly.”

My chest tightened. “You’re just scared of what people would say.” I opened my mouth to deny it. But no words came out. Because yes. I was scared. Scared of how fast this was happening. Scared of wanting him this much. Scared that I was already losing control. Scared of what the world would say. I was scared of everything that has to do with this sinful desire burning in my veins. Sebastian stared at me for one long second before speaking again. “The next time you kiss me…”

My fingers traced the line of his jaw, memorizing it, feeling the heat of his skin, the tension in his muscles. “You’re still beautiful,” I whispered, voice weak but earnest. “Even when you’re angry. Even when you’re… dangerous.” He stiffened, but a small, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips. “Beautiful? That’s the last thing I’d call myself.” “I see it,” I said. “The man behind the mask. The one I’ve always known. And I… I need you. Always.” His hand cupped my face, thumb brushing my cheekbone. “And I need you, Rafe. Always. But this… this world we live in… it doesn’t forgive. It doesn’t forget. And I… I don’t forgive easily.”

And I will not let someone psycho dominant manipulate me and rule my life, ever again! This time, you will know whom you have fucked with dear Devin. 'Cause, I will not let you lose for this, for everything you have done with me and with many other girls. You are going to pay for all of that, big time! And it will be all tonight!

A black card. My brows knitted as I reached for it. The card was thick and smooth beneath my fingers. Beside it lay a small note, the handwriting neat and almost annoyingly elegant. I unfolded it and read. "Couldn't wake you from your beauty sleep. But take this as payment for the damage I did to your pussy last night. There's a million inside, so spend wisely. Ciao.” The paper crumpled into a tight ball in my fist, my breath catching hot in my chest.

"She is a traitor's daughter after all." What kind of sin was that? Rayven had gone through all sins. He had cheated, lied, slandered, manipulated and oppressed people for his own benefits. His tongue was filthy, his hands were stained with blood, his heart darkened. He was the evil and monster people called him. They just didn't realize how right they were.

“He was supposed to marry her. That was the plan — before he became what he is now. Before you.” Liara swallowed. “Are you saying I should step aside?” “No,” Vivienne said firmly. “I’m saying you shouldn’t underestimate what old love can stir. Even in someone like Asher.” Liara folded her arms. “I’m not afraid of her.” “Good. But don’t be foolish either. Lilith was bred for this world. She’s cold, calculating, and very good at making people believe she’s harmless.” “She sounds like you,” Liara said before she could stop herself.