Twisted Love Spicy Pages Novels & Stories

' Sweat slicked us, the mattress creaking, screams echoing off the walls—hers high and breaking, mine guttural. Fragments of the curse seemed to bleed out with each thrust, visions flashing: Mira's pact, dark shadows laughing, my rage cycles binding tighter. But Tessa's body anchored, her nails digging into the furs, body shuddering as release built. 'I'm yours... love you.' Her confession amid the frenzy hit deep, pulling my own climax roaring up.

Sienna stormed out of the club, fuming. Her heels struck the pavement sharply, each step matching the erratic rhythm of her heart. “Do you lie that well in court?”Psssst.. how ironic of him to ask me that. Damn him. Damn his hands. Damn his voice. Damn the way her body had melted into his without hesitation. The night air did little to cool her down. She was burning. Not from the summer heat or the alcohol still humming in her veins, but from the way Alessandro had touched her like he owned her.

Another kiss landed on my neck, and I closed my eyes as his tongue moved in a way that sent a thrill through me. “You haven’t even told me your name.” “I mean,” I pulled away and quickly stood to face him fully, “I only wanted to do it once—with you.” “What?” the man furrowed his thick, neatly trimmed brows. The stubble around his jawline caught my attention—reminding me of the pleasure I felt when his lips trailed down my stomach and lower. “I only do it once,” I bent down to put on my heels near the TV, “so… we won’t be seeing each other again. And I don’t think we need to exchange names.”

Someone had been there. A note sat on the pillow. The room is paid for until noon. There's aspirin in the bathroom. That was it. No phone number. No last name. Nothing. Emilia crumpled the note in her hand. Good. This was what she wanted. One night with no strings attached. That was the deal. She climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Her reflection in the mirror made her flinch. Mascara was smeared under her eyes. Her hair was a tangled mess. Her lips were swollen.

I lost the count how many times we made love. Later when I get exhausted, Aspen took me in his arms, and I placed my head on his chest inviting the sweet slumber after our lovemaking. Book 2 of this will come soon All questions about winter's family will be answered. And an excellent session will be taught to winter's family. It will be the last book. Thank you so much for reading . COMPLETED DATE: 24-11-2020

All Britney could do was console her telling her "everything will work out fine" Danielle met Britney at the Greenwich Hotel where they both work as waitresses. It has been hell for Danielle working there, no one liked her especially her manager Mr. Spencer. He despised her for turning him down several times. He made sure she worked her ass out while working in the hotel, he made her close from work late than any other person. Several times she thought of resigning but she had nowhere else to work, she had no degree and the thoughts of this baby made her more frustrated. What if Mr. Spencer finds out about this baby, "I'll be so gone". She hated her condition, she hated the baby. Danielle's

Liam explained while the video was being played on the monitor. The girl in brunette hair willingly took the drink in her glass five minutes after the drug began effect. She was wearing tight black leather pants and lingerie on top, paired with red high-heeled sandals. Getting high because of the aphrodisiac she took, she went dancing and doing wild stuff to every guy in the room. One of the black suits men guided her into the car, and after a minute, they stopped in a bar where she began to go crazy, doing all the stuff like a slut. Ares's men were just around the corner guarding her all night until the process lasted.

Was I that easy to read? “Mehnn…I love sluts.” That was Cinnamon. “Someone, get the blindfold.” Brown ordered before stroking my face and whispering “I don’t need your hands, your mouth will do. Do you understand?” I nodded. “But don’t worry, I will,” Green added. As if in a trance, I took my gaze to his erection and I couldn’t look away.” It was long and curvy….absolute perfection. I practically drooling until everything went dark….fuck blindfolds.

He didn’t wait and the fat head pushed past my lips, stretching them wide. I moaned around him as he sank deeper, hitting the back of my throat. His hand fisted tight in my hair, controlling every movement. “That’s it,” he growled. “Take it like a good girl. All the way.” Tears stung my eyes but I s*cked harder, swirling my tongue, hollowing my cheeks. Spit ran down my chin and dripped onto my t!ts. I loved the way he groaned, and the way his hips started jerking like he was losing that iron control.

He patted my hand. "Can't wait to get married" Joey chuckled "Sure" I giggled "You want it spicy or not? Cheese?" "Spicy and yes with cheese honey" I kissed his cheek and walked to my fridge. I take put my favorite chocolate milk and drink it. Suddenly Joey lift me up and put me on the kitchen table. He looked at me, I smiled. "I can't wait for the wedding, I'm crazy now" He whispered "Really?" I raised my eyebrows and lean to him closing the space between us. He kissed me and yes we having a make out session for awhile.