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No part of this novel may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author. This is the first book of the Temptation Series. All the books under this series can be read as standalone books. This Series deals with a series of passionate love stories, with captivating plotlines to keep you interested till the end. Story Summary When twenty-two year old, Sienna Hensley accidentally kisses the hottest man on earth at a nightclub, she has no idea who he is! So after a week, when she finds him critically injured and admitted to the same hospital wh

His hand went to her shirt buttons and he opened them one by one, his eyes holding her gaze, in a hypnotic stare. Serenity's whole body was burning with a passionate longing to be touched, to be made love to. She felt a dull throbbing deep within her only for Alexander's touch. The shirt fell off and her creamy large brea*ts were exposed, clad in a baby pink lacy b*a that could hardly contain them. Alexander's breath hitched as he touched them through the lacy material. Serenity closed her eyes. She was already twenty-four, yet no one had ever touched her. She never could accept anyone else after Alexander left. She was lost in his touch. His hand went behind her and unclasped her b*a, lett

i said , he is looking at me without blinking his eyes. He getting up from his seat and come toward me , he holding my hand , make me get up and leads me toward girls washroom and pinning me on the wall , starts kissing me like a hungry animal. My hands are pinned above my head and he is chewing my lips. It is heaven , his kiss is heaven for me but why he doesn't letting me to touch him. I want to touch him. His hands after leaving my hands , grabbed my breast and he starts pressing them skillfully over the fabric of my dress. I am moaning in his mouth. He is amazing. My hands are now moving in his hairs , his other hand started moving inside my dress.

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

The separation of the two has never happened. Andy pushed the menu in front of Harris, "Choose a drink!" Harris waved his hand, "I don't drink anything; I have to go home after talking. Tonight, my company has a small party." Andy nodded when he heard that and assessed Harris, just like when they were still in love. Suddenly, Andy's hand reached out, wanting to touch his cheek. Harris jerked backward, the air thick with embarrassment. Andy curled his lips into a smile, narrowing his eyes, and gently stroked Harris' cheek with his thumb.

Could he not watch where he was going? Ignoring him, she bent to retrieve the contents of her purse scattered on the floor. “Here let me help with that” The man said, bending to pick up a pen, just about the same time Yvonne was going to reach for it and their fingers touched. Yvonne froze, her hand suspended midair. At his touch, a slam of shock, almost like electricity, hit her so hard she trembled at the impact, and her wolf howled loudly in her head in joy.

I watched his eyes flutter when his lips parted to speak. “Whatever I tell you, do it.” I nodded. I’d gladly do whatever he told me to. His fingers lingered on my left nipple, putting it between two fingers. I tried to hold his gaze, but shyness clouded my face. I couldn’t believe that I was letting another man touch me. A man that wasn’t Axel. And I was enjoying every bit of it. His hands pulled away from my breasts, moving gingerly down my body. They reached for my dress, pulling it over my thighs.

He takes the plate, muttering something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like, “We’ll see.” We sit at the table, and for a few blissful seconds, there’s only the sound of forks scraping against plates. But of course, I can’t leave well enough alone. “So,” I say between bites, “about this no touching rule…” He groans. “Not this again.” “I’m just saying—it’s a little dramatic, don’t you think? We’re adults. We can survive the occasional accidental brush of the arm.” “It’s not dramatic,” he says flatly. “It’s simple. No touching means no lines get crossed.”

When his fingers dipped into my underwear, I grit my teeth. “You’re so wet, Nova,” he said softly, lips and nose pressed into my neck. Damian was the one touching me, but he sounded just as affected as I was. His finger slipped past my clit, finding my hole where he spread my arousal around. I peered down, seeing his tattooed hand disappearing into my lacy underwear. I smirked—I liked how that looked. The tip of his finger dipped into my hole, feeling me just for a second and I heard him groan.