Yes Honey Artinya

I was head over heels for Jace Johnston for ten long years, but to him, I was just plain crackers: "Lacking flavor, but folks still nibble on them." Meanwhile, he was getting cozy with another girl behind my back. After a decade of playing childhood sweethearts, I realized it led nowhere. I was done being his side dish. So, I decided to marry someone else. Then, Jace knocked on my door in the middle of the night. "Rea..." "Mr. Johnston, can I help you?" I asked. Just then, a deep voice boomed from my bedroom, "Honey, where did you put my underwear?" Jace stumbled and practically coughed blood right there. Next thing I knew, he was venting on social media, posting: [Some people leave a hole that never fills. Love isn't promised forever, so hold her close and cherish every heartbeat while you can.]

On the day I was in heat, my childhood sweetheart stood me up. He only sent me a voice message, which said, “Willow, what do you mean you’re in heat? You’re just desperate for a man. Have some self-respect. Stop calling me!” Just as my fever spiked, pushing me to the edge of delirium, spectators watching my story flooded my vision with comments. [Sweetie, there are plenty of fish in the sea! Don’t be sad!] [Honey, look who’s walking in front of you. It’s Douglas Simus, the university heartthrob. He has the whole V-line and abs package, and he’s still a pure virgin boy!] Who? A V-line and abs? He should probably be able to satisfy me then. I struggled to open my eyes and saw a handsome man appear. Not bad. He smelled clean. I stopped him. “Do you want to hook up with me?”

They all said, sex sells. Yes, it's true, especially for Val. He's a guy willing to meet any woman to share a bed with him. He's a sex addict and he called it his dirty pleasures. Mature Content!

***WARNING*** This story contains vivid descriptions of sex and violence. it's enough to be considered M+ read at your own risk. What happens when twenty two year old Emma is sold to a billionaire and Mafia leader Shawn Martinez to clear off debts. They were two different people, Emma was soft and innocent and all she wanted was happiness and peace, Shawn Martinez was rugged, dangerous and powerful, all he wanted was to touch every inch of Emma's naked body and taint her. He's been stalking her for years, waiting for the perfect moment to make her his queen, he'd kill everybody that gets in the way of him and HIS angel. He forces her to marry him, soon after she finds out that he was the one who had killed her parents and made her an orphan, will she escape to resist him or will she submit to the pleasure like a horny 'daddy's good girl'...? *** I swallowed hard as I watched his eyes turn dark with desire, his pinky fingers was at the waistband of my pants, he slipped his hand inside and he pressed against my clit, I gasped as pleasure shot through me. "You're such a good girl, you're soaking wet for me." " Ye- yes, " I whispered, I wanted his c*ck buried inside me. "yes what?." He asked teasingly. "yes sir."

Likas na kay Julius ang pagiging babaero. Simula nang tumuntong siya ng high school ay kinahiligan niya na ang pagpapalit-palit ng babae.Laro lang sa kanya ang pakikipag-relasyon, not until he met Ezra; the drop dead gorgeous transferee of their department.Mabilis siyang nahumaling sa dalaga, kaya naman pinagsikapan niyang makuha ang loob nito. Masyado itong tahimik at mailap, kaya naman medyo nahirapan siya sa paglapit palang dito. Pero hindi niya ito sinukuan, hanggang sa tuluyan niya nang makuha ang matamis nitong oo.Pero isang paalala ang sinabi nito sa kanya na binilin nitong huwag na huwag kalilimutan..."Kung ano'ng ibigay mo sa 'kin, gano'n rin ang ibibigay ko sa 'yo, Honey; ng higit pa."At sa hindi niya maipaliwanag na kadahilanan ay parang bigla itong nagbigay ng hindi maipaliwanag na kaba sa kanya.

An animalistic growl tore from his throat as he slammed his thick cock inside me, burying himself to the hilt. “Is this what you want, Kitty?” I bit down hard on my lip, trying to choke back the scream that ripped out of me. “My cock buried deep inside your tight little cunt like this,” he snarled as he pulled back and slammed in again, thrusting deeper, harder, “fucking you like the little slut you are.” “God, yes,” I gasped, my legs trembling. “Yes, what?” “Yes…” My voice broke as he filled me again. “Yes, Daddy.” My sister’s husband had me braced against the bathroom wall, palms flat against the cold tiles, the shower still running, water streaming down our bodies as he drove into me without mercy. ⸻ Some sins are too delicious to resist. At twenty-one, Seraphina knows she’s going straight to hell. Her crime? Seducing Dominic Ashcroft—her sister’s husband. The magnetic, silver-haired billionaire who’s twice her age and completely off-limits. While Elena fights breast cancer upstairs, Seraphina and Dominic are fighting an attraction that’s burning them both alive. Every stolen glance. Every forbidden touch. Every moment they pretend they can resist each other. Dominic tells himself he’s a good man. A faithful husband. But late at night, it’s not his wife he’s thinking about—it’s the temptation sleeping just down the hall. Seraphina doesn’t pretend to be good. She knows exactly what she wants: the one man she can never have. And she’ll do whatever it takes to make him hers. Warning: Contains 90% SMUT. Not for readers below the age of 18. Morally gray characters, intense age-gap romance, infidelity, and scenes that will leave you breathless and conflicted. This is NOT your typical romance. Reader discretion advised.

One week, that's how it takes for Ensley Ignacio to fall in love. Yes, one freaking week but at the end. He just disappeared out of nowhere and in just a snap of a finger. She saw him, again. Him, there, holding someone else.

“Hold the fucking counter,” he growls. I grip the edge. He slams into me raw (one brutal thrust that punches the air from my lungs). “Fuck—Jake—” I choke. He sets a punishing rhythm, hips snapping so hard the cabinets rattle, cock splitting me open. “Quiet,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to echo. “Your brother’s ten feet away.” Another vicious spank. Then another. My skin burns red. “Yes—Daddy—harder—” I sob, biting my lip bloody. He spanks me again and again, handprints blooming, fucking me so deep my toes curl. “You love this, don’t you?” he rasps. “Love getting wrecked while Tyler sleeps.” “Yes—fuck yes—don’t stop—” ** Naked Scripts is a compilation of thrilling, heart throbbing erotica short stories that would keep you at the edge in anticipation for more. It's loaded with forbidden romance, domineering men, naughty and sex female leads that leaves you aching for release. From forbidden trysts to irresistible strangers. Every one holds desires, buried deep in the hearts to be treated like a slave or be called daddy! And in this collection, all your nasty fantasies would be unraveled. It would be an escape to the 9th heavens while you beg and plead for more like a good girl.

Vanesa mengabdikan seluruh hidupnya pada suami dan keluarganya. Ia bahkan rela bekerja banting tulang agar suaminya bisa kuliah ke jenjang yang lebih tinggi. Namun saat suami mendapatkan semua yang diinginkan Vanesa di buang seperti sampah. Bukan hanya itu, ternyata suaminya berselingkuh dengan temannya sendiri. Vanesa merasa hancur dan patah hati, ternyata pergobanannya selamala ini tidak ada artinya bagi suami dan keluarganya. Vanesa berniat membalaskan dendam pada suami dan keluarganya. Ia rela jadi orang ketiga untuk rumah tangga seorag presiden. Vanesa diminta melahirkan anak dan sebagai imbalannya laki-laki itu akan membantunya membalaskan dendam pada mantan suaminya. Vanesa setuju,setelah melahirkan anak ia pikir laki-laki yang menikahinya tidak mencintainya, ternyata Gevan jatuh cinta padanya. Setelah membantu Vanesa me membalaskan dendam ia meminta wanita cantik itu agar tetap bersamanya untuk mengurus anak mereka. Apakah Vanesa mampu bertahan dengan sikap jahat istri pertama Gevan? Apa dia memilih pergi meninggalkan semuanya?

For the nursery's Family Day, my husband, Gary Lane, said that he was busy at work and told our daughter, Emily Lane, and I not to participate in the event. I looked at Emily's disappointed face, my heart ached. Therefore, I decided to take Emily to the event myself. As soon as we arrived at the nursery, we saw Gary carrying a little boy in one hand and holding his childhood sweetheart, Shannon Harvey's hand in the other. They looked like a family of three and were very happy. That was until they saw me and Emily. Gary furrowed his brows a little and then let go of Shannon's hand. "Don't get me wrong, Jasmine. It's not easy for Shannon to raise a child as a single mother. It's the child's fifth birthday today. She wanted him to experience some fatherly love." I looked at him meaningfully, squatted down, and held Emily's hand. "Honey, say hello to Mr. Lane."