Soft Swapping

Jacopo's hands roved down my body, and he crushed me to his chest as the kiss grew passionate. A soft moan escaped my lips as I savored the feeling of his touch. His hard frame pressed against me, and I could feel the unmistakable bulge in the crotch of his pants. "You want me even though you know how bad I am for you," he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with desire. I nodded, unable to form words. The feelings I felt for him were consuming me, and I knew there was no going back.Sophia's passion and dream was to restore art. Accepting a job from a mysterious wealthy man led her into a secretive world of the mafia, art theft, money laundering, and blood. But even with the danger that now surrounded her, Sophia chose to lose herself in the arms of the heir to the dirty empire behind it all. Could she survive the passion of the Italian mafia and their business, or will she become a victim of their world?Vendetta and Vino: Tuscan Temptations is created by Amelie Bergen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

All my life, I've been thinking about the same thing...That because of who I was, I was destined to be alone forever... But who would've thought, that I was actually destined to be bound to Death himself... "His fingers went under my chin, coaxing me to look back up at him and as soon as I did, my heart started racing again, noticing the way his haunting eyes were now trained on my lips as he huskily said those two words again, "Forgive me." And before I could utter a single word, his soft, plump lips crashed against mine in a chaste, yet passionate kiss, sending warm tingles all over my body, making my heart almost jump out of my chest as we stayed like that for a few moments, before he suddenly pulled back, staring at me a little shocked, only now realizing what he had just done, then turned around and quickly walked away, leaving me standing there, speechless."

Adele Wilson, a bloodthirsty revenge seeker returned to LA just to find the killer of her parents. She never let her secrets and dark sides trace the well-preptended ordinary and simple life.But darkness was the only thing that pulled her like a magnet and she let herself drown into that.*** Albert Knight who was known as a cold, arrogant, rich and overbearing business tycoon was actually a heartless and ruthless mafia gang leader. He was a devil monster who was addicted to blood, power and money. But he never wanted the world to touch his darkness. Because once you stepped in, there would be no way out.*** He was compelled to marry her for the sake of his business. And she agreed just to keep her secrets safe. Neither he was interested in this marriage nor she cared. When he hid his soft heart behind his beast, she kept her secrets under the mask of a normal life. Both of them were bound to darkness, yet walked on a different paths for years. Is it possible to find any trace of light when their darkness collides?

What a small world. As Elaine Johnson was checking in at the hotel front desk, she happened to bump into Jasper Carter's young mistress —a girl who looked like an innocent college student. She was dressed in a simple white cotton dress, pure and demure, with a shy, sweet smile. "Hello, here's your room key. You'll be staying in the executive suite on the top floor," the receptionist said. "Thank you, miss," the girl replied softly, taking the key. Just then, her phone rang. Elaine overheard her speaking bashfully to the person on the other end: "Mr. Carter, I... I'm already here. When will you be coming?" Her tone was soft, a little nervous, filled with affectionate anticipation. A moment later, Elaine heard her add, "Mhm, I'll wait for you. No rush. Please drive carefully, Mr. Carter." The girl's voice was so sweet and tender, it could have melted anyone's heart. Elaine could not help thinking that her husband had good taste — the girl was young and beautiful, gentle and thoughtful, the kind of woman any man would find hard to resist.

He gropes my breast harshly forcing a moan out of my lips, I squeezed my thigh together instantly feeling an ache on my clit down there, creaming my thong. I didn't know how it happened but I was fully stark naked, my firm boobs bouncing out freely in his views. He pressed on me harder with his mouth on my ear lobe " I, Orion do not share what is mine and you are MINE!" He didn't leave a room for response as his hot mouth now on my left breast, his hand kneading the right one. I groaned louder unable to articulate how to handle those heavy feelings. He lifted me off my feet and carried me to the bed kissing me the whole time, With a soft bounce I fell onto the mattress, his hand caressing my inner thigh, my head rocked back against the pillow, he pushed his finger under my thong after kneading my swollen clit so much, I groaned loudly arching my back and shuddered beneath him.

"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face."Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want,""So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact."You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine

“Tell me, Thalia, does it hurt to be cast aside, thrown to the wolves?” I laughed harshly, “Is this what it feels like? To be nothing? To be forgotten?” “Ronan… please…” Her voice was so soft, so broken that it almost made me feel sympathy for her, but in an instant, I crushed that emotion. I couldn’t allow her tears to sway me. “Don’t you dare cry,” I spat. “Save your pathetic, fake tears. They mean nothing to me now, just like you should have meant nothing to me then.” Thalia Sinclair was once a respected Luna, but her life fell apart when her mate rejected her and sold her to the cruel Rogue Sovereign. Forced to toughen up, she learned to survive alone, with no one to trust. Ronan Kane has waited for the moment to make Thalia pay for the hurt she caused him. But when their paths cross again, anger and pain mix with something neither of them can deny. Can they overcome their broken pasts, or will their scars keep them apart forever? Betrayal cuts deep. Vengeance burns hotter. Love is the deadliest weapon of all.

BLURB: Lust & Thrust: Erotic Short Collections Summary For Mature Readers Only: 18+, Explicit, Extremely Sensual and Obsessive. This book is for those who crave domination. For those who want to be owned, ruined, stripped down, and fucked into silence by men who don’t ask for permission. Inside these pages are short, filthy, addictive encounters—each more dangerous, more consuming, and more deliciously wicked than the last. It contains graphic sex and dangerous lust that borders on insanity. If you’re looking for soft romance or safe happily-ever-afters, walk away now. But if you want to drown in sin, surrender to obsession, and moan through every chapter, then read on. This is not like your regular erotic books. It’s darker. So I warn you now, ESCAPE while you still can!!! Run very fast while you still can. But if your cunt’s already clenching, if your mouth’s already dry from needing more, if your fingers are twitching toward your panties right now… then spread your thighs wider. Because once these stories touch you, you’ll never stop screaming for more.

“I love it when you touch me,” Callie's soft voice sent a wave of electrifying bolts down my spine. “Just the way I love to ruin your delicate pussy.” I retorted, flashing her a sinister grin and she bit her lower lip, spreading her cunt wide enough for me to eat her whole. She's Jake's daughter. My best friend's daughter. ~~~ Callie Monroe has strived to be the perfect daughter to her parents. However, when she finds her boyfriend screwing her bully in the restroom, she decides to be reckless for the first time. She storms into a bar. Finding her dad's boyfriend at the same bar, she confidently walked toward him and asked him to take her to his home. Dante Cross is the man of every woman's dreams. He has built an empire for himself, but he's quite unlucky with love. A night of passion with his best friend's daughter becomes something more. What happens when Callie falls deeply in love with her dad's best friend?

"Where are you going, Mrs?" Zaviyaar pulled her to himself after seeing her going away from him. She fell straight on his lap. "I was going to change the dress." She said in a low voice as she felt his warm breathing airing on her neck. "It's not needed." He said meaningfully to her and put his lips on her neck. Anaaya stopped breathing as she felt his grip getting tight. This man is living in her every breath. Zaviyaar tightened his grip on her waist and slowly his lips travelled up from her neck to her face. Anaaya's heart was pounding fast as she felt his warm lips and his beard rubbing against her skin. "You have become my soul, Anaaya Zaviyaar." He said lovingly, kissing Anaaya's cheeks. Anaaya abruptly held him tightly by his shoulders. "For the happening of this moment, I waited every moment." She leaned near his ear and taking a heavy breath, she told him in a soft voice. Abruptly, Zaviyaar's grip has tightened around her waist.