Soft White Underbelly Book Review Novels & Stories

Amazing! Well, as my eyes were scanning the place, I've noticed a man in a white shirt who was lying on the couch with his book on his face, and I guess he was asleep since I could hear him snoring so loud in here, haha! What a snore! I just ignored him and continued to observe the place. Then something had caught my eyes, a book entitled "LOVE and DEATH," by Belle Cassy, I wanted to browse the few chapters of it, but I couldn't, haiisst, I sighed in disappointment, how I wish I could touch it.

" Well... It's really obvious... " " If you say so... " he sighed... " So which book are you working on now? " " It's titled, Purchased... About a girl who was bought at a very high price by a drug Lord. She became like a slave to him. He used her as a means of transportation for his drugs... This continued successfully until when all of a sudden the drugs that were put in her bursted and so she became very uncomfortable. She held her discomfort for some hours but when she couldn't bear it anymore. She searched for a restroom around but just before she found one... She collided with someone and fainted... And that's when her story began... "

It has the picture of two people, a man and a woman, lying in bed, tangled up in the white sheets and in each other’s arm, asleep. The picture makes my face heat up as my brain begins to process what must have happen for them to be tangled together…naked, as I see no clothing on them, except the sheets hiding a lot from the imagination. I do a quick flip through the content of the book and notice that some wordings have been neatly underlined. Has he gone through all these? Were these underlined words a hidden message for me? I stop in my scan at a particular page at the middle part of the book, as my eyes zone in on that particular word that has about three lines underlining it.

She wore a white tube top that left half of each full breast exposed, and every step she took set them swaying like ripples on water. It stirred me up just looking at her, but out of respect for her father, I'd kept my distance—look, but don't touch. Now she was crouched between my legs, and with me looking down from above, I had a perfect view of those two round, plump globes. They were so impossibly young and supple. I'd never seen such luscious, ripe curves. They were practically bursting from the pressure of my thighs. When she saw me staring down at her, she made a goofy face. Two little canines flashed in a silly, sweet grin—adorable as hell.

There is a silk velvet white sofa on the side, a rocking recliner chair on the side for comfort. I let my gaze fall back on the table as I let my fingers feel the ledgers. Then my eyes caught on a novel looking book. I picked it and to my surprise it was an explicit male p**nography book, vividly illustrated in each chapter. Just p**n without plot. “Fucking pervert!” I slammed it back on the table. I’m about to walk away to look at another place when my eyes caught a brown envelope under the opened manuscript. My gaze flickered curiously at why it was hidden under the manuscript he was reading. I pull it out, revealing a long brown envelope. It was bare with nothing written on the body.

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

I took the surprisingly heavy book, admiring the leather cover and gold embossing. I started reading and it was quite different from what I usually read but engaging, nevertheless. Like the title had suggested, it was quite a 'rash' book. Something one without someone to warm their bed would enjoy. I cleared my throat and continued reading in my clearest voice. "He too had bared the front part of his body and she felt his naked flesh against her as he came into her. For a moment he was still inside her, turgid there and quivering." I grimaced.

“No, I was searching the kitchen for some false sunlight. Why, what’s wrong?” The look on her face must have alarmed him to some kind of off set. “Nothing I just could have sworn that” she stopped and noticed that the piece of floorboard that had sunk under her foot was raised about an inch higher than the rest. “That?” Robert was watching her somewhat worried now.

️WARNING; This book contains explicit contents, dripping, taboo sex across many forbidden dynamics: professors and students, nannies and employers, plumbers and clients, doctors and patients, bosses and assistants, neighbors, strangers, and more. Here, lovers cross boundaries they once swore never to approach. Power shifts in the dark. Taboos are tested, then broken with deliberate pleasure. Some stories burn hot and fast—raw, urgent, and unforgettable. Others linger in the quiet aftermath, where the body still hums and the heart begins to renegotiate its terms. Turn the pages if you're ready to burn! Dear sinner.

Chapter 51 The Corporate Cum Queen(2) The Devil’s Contract. Casey’s POV My fingers couldn’t stay still as I undid the last button of my white blouse. The shirt slid open, exposing my heavy tits to seven pairs of hungry eyes. My nipples were already rock hard, aching from the cool air and the intensity of their stares.