Wet Pussy

Benhail Gunther, a billionaire who owned one of the biggest wineries in Texas had lived a normal life until he got the news that was going to change his life forever. Now, he needed to act fast, and produce an heir to own all his assets. Emery, a young woman who schlepped the weight of the world on her shoulders, lived with her ailing twin sister who was on the verge of losing her life. She was her only family and she had to do all she could to save her. - - When Emery met Benhail in the passageway that led to the exit of the clubhouse, she summoned the courage to approach him and ask what he wanted. If they had the same interest, maybe they could strike a deal. She offered him prices but was surprised when he offered her a ridiculous amount of money that could change her life forever. She knew well that the money didn't come just for him to get her pussy screwed, there was more to it. She had to pay a price to be in his life for a year. The deal was signed, and rules were broken. Benhail was holding back, he was afraid he'd love her too much and leave her broken. But Emery was willing to get hurt, she wanted to know more, submit to his every will and be more than what and who he wanted her to be if only he'd let her in.

“I won’t, just want a foreplay with you Abby” He said to me cheerfully. He ran his fingers into my pants and made his way to my pussy which he played with. He began fingering me like I was going to run away from him. “I thought those are your fingers, why do they feel like they are your cock going into my ass?” I questioned, feeling pain all over my pussy. “I guess it’s because you are pregnant for me, Abby” He spoke into my ears as I began breathing heavily. “Uhh… Ahhh Jack?” I hoarse emotionally as I grabbed him by his neck, pushing his lips closer to my boobs. He understood what I wanted, so he gave it to me. He took in my nipple into his warm mouth or should I say his sugar coated mouth and with so much rush, he fondled and sucked on my hard nipple for so long. “That’s it Jack, over there Jack… That’s the right point, baby!” I said out, trying to maintain my voice. I was really enjoying his foreplay and wished he could go in, but he just wouldn’t make me feel the way I wanted. Enough about me, let’s switch to you” I placed my hand on his chest as I made him kneel on my bed.

“No can do. I'm a changed man now. The only pussy I want is my wife's," I drawl. She practically sputters, invisible steam oozing from her ears. "Get your filthy hands off me," she snarls. I lean in, my lips grazing her earlobe. “Why? Afraid that I'm going to find out how much your body still yearns for mine?" I drawl, and she shivers, pressing her thighs together as I squeeze her hip lightly. … I’ve hated Hayden Wolfe since high school. He made my life hell. When I’m suddenly thrown into an arranged marriage with him, I’m convinced I’ve hit rock bottom. He needs a wife to secure his position in his family’s billion-dollar empire. I need my father’s company to survive. Neither of us had a choice. Now we’re the perfect couple in public, and sworn enemies behind closed doors. And my new goal? Make Hayden Wolfe beg for a divorce. What started as late-night screaming matches explodes into hate filled kisses and touches that leaves me burning. Do I still hate him with every fiber of my being? Or am I already hopelessly, shamefully addicted to the man I promised to destroy? Warning: Mature content, intense bickering, mentions of dark themes such as psychological trauma, violence and emotional distress.

"Open your mouth," he whispered and I looked at him in confusion. "Open your mouth, Jackie." I swallowed and did as I was told. The heat between my legs heightened when he ran the wet candy over my bottom lip before stuffing it into my mouth. The sweetness expanded on my taste buds and my body heated up at the fact that the lollipop had been in his mouth. There was something erotic about it and it left me accepting the way my body reacted to it. I looked deeper into his eyes and sucked on the lollipop then moaned when he started to move it in and out of my mouth. I wasn't innocent and I knew just what he was doing. "Fuck it," Lucas said and took the lollipop out of his mouth the crashed his lips on mine. °°° Jackie Garner has always been away from the spotlight, not until bad boy, Lucas Hamilton walks into her life after meeting him half naked in the boys' locker room. Since then, Lucas Hamilton has not let her be and wants her at all cost. But when bad boys fall, expect heartbreaks, jealous ex lovers and backstabbers.

Part OneFirefighter Kristi Gregory was just enjoying an evening off in everyone’s favorite hangout, sipping her beer, when hot cop Patrick Hayes walked in. They’d just worked a disaster together that very day, and he was not only professional but one very hot cop. Patrick had eyes on Kristi but was still trying to prove himself at his new precinct. But when danger brings a sexy firefighter and a hot cop together, it’s incendiary.Part TwoMisa turned hot and bothered when sexy firefighter Sam Braddock moved into the house next door. she could hardly get him out of her mind. Who wouldn’t want to do everything with a six-foot-four blond hunk with sculpted muscles that didn’t come from any gym, and a smile that made her panties wet? He was the stuff any woman’s dreams were made of. And she had a problem. And she wanted to have hot, sweaty, off-the-wall sex with her neighbor, king of the alphas. When he agreed to be interviewed for hew newspaper, neither of them expected the hot inferno that would explode between them.Incendiary is created by Desiree Holt, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The campus madonna told my childhood friend that she loved Jackie Chan movies. He tied my arms and legs to four gigantic drones. Monday came by. Right in front of the whole school, the drones hauled me up three hundred feet into the air. The students' laughter was so thunderous, the skies shook. The videos they took went viral. I remained in the air until the drones ran out of battery and flew back down. My childhood friend untied me, grinning like he'd just pulled a harmless prank. "Wendy loves Jackie Chan, so I thought you should give her a little Police Story show. We've been friends our whole lives. You don't mind, do you?" I crumpled to the ground. Wendy Wood was leaning against my childhood friend's chest, and she was laughing so much, tears rolled down her cheeks. "You call that Jackie Chan? She just wet herself!" And she cackled further. I walked off and never came back. That drove my childhood friend mad. "We've been friends forever! You're overreacting!"

Meredith, a cooking club’s new member, has grown up always feeling like she is waiting for someone. Being riddled with sad dreams that always left her waking up with a wet face, fear of loud noises, and a birthmark on her temple, has always felt like there is someone she is missing. Randall, her classmate, swimming club’s new member at BSU has also spent his life searching for someone whose faces he can not remember. Until destiny brings them together due to some circumstances that they have to pretend to fulfill Don Warrick dying wish which is a fixed marriage. Meredith accepted it because her mother wanted her to get married for reasons she didn’t know and to pay off all the debt left by her late father. And Randall to get its inheritance. The pretense that led to a beautiful love story. But when they finally love each other, they will be disturb by their bad dreams about the two people they have been looking for for so long. Would Meredith and Randall accept it if they knew that the person closest to them was the root of the tradegy in the past?

Clutching his shirt, I pull him closer, and he smirks, well aware of the effect he has on me. The wetness in my core intensifies with his touch. His overpowering scent and minty breath envelop me. Then he whispers, "Lyra if I slip my finger inside you, I swear you are dripping wet for me. And you say you hate me?" That is the breaking point. Summoning all my strength, I push him away forcefully, slipping out of his grasp. ........................ Lyra runs away when falsely accused of poisoning the Alpha Tristan. Pursued, she was rescued by Lycan king Kessler, who she realized was her mate. However, he had killed her parents, making her conflicted. To meet her uncle's demands, she pretends loyalty to the Lycan king but faces threats from the Alpha she fled from. The Alpha wants her dead. Her uncle insists on her having an heir with the Lycan king. The Lycan king refused to mate with her. Lyra's journey unfolds as she wrestles with these challenges – will she overcome them or succumb to the pressure?

"Kill her!" "Kill her!" "Kill her!" They all chanted as she knelt before them with her head hung low. Her wet hair clung to her face as her heart hammered against her chest. She was going to die. Her hands were tied behind her and her legs were shackled with huge chains that sent bristle shock through her body. Her throat kept bobbing, forcing the lumps down. It has finally come to this. She thought to herself. •••• She was nothing but a weak and cursed Omega. Left to die in the terrifying Black Forest, Nyx was captured by slave hunters who wanted to have her sacrificed for the Alpha King’s sister's marriage. Her salvation came in the image of her mate, Zenith Hells, the Lycan King. But there was an hindrance. Zenith was not here for a mate but for an arranged bride. What happens when she is suddenly caught between the royal struggle for power and the throne? Will she be able to get her mate from the clutches of his fiancée and the chaos that roamed the streets of the Lycan Lands or will she be left to tend to her broken heart?

Treated like trash, undermined, maltreated, overused and abused... all were the order of the day for Bethany Cassidy married to Charles Worth. The whole of his family used her like a wet piece of rag and used and dumped her whenever they wanted but Bethany, using the feelings she has for Charles to stay for him, endures all of it, considering it to be what they she tagged her marriage trials... UNTIL... Bethany walks into the room and sees Charles in bed with another woman who is supposed to be her sister-in-law. Finally, it all comes crashing down and in the spontaneous events that follows, she lands herself into the hot, rich and powerful mess called Arthur Worth... A man as fine as a good bottle of aged wine... Charles's Uncle. But all, they say, is fair in love and war... Bethany is about to fight her battles, with a very capable man by her sides. "Don't you mind that you'll have the same last name as that scumbag?" Arthur asks, suddenly jerking her close. Bethany smirks. "Leave the name, the man only matters." She whispers right back just as he kisses her fiercely on the lips in the middle of the onlooking crowd.