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Touch Me, Daddy [Forbidden Ties Sensual Collection]

Touch Me, Daddy [Forbidden Ties Sensual Collection]

Warning: 18+ only. Featuring hardcore taboo and age-gap erotica. This is an erotic boxset containing fifteen stories of irresistible steam, fun, and naughty stories. If you're not up to eighteen, this book is not for you. Get ready to be intrigued. To feel. To...burn. ----------------------- "Now, let's discuss your shorts." A big hand slips under the blanket and glides down my knees to my innermost thighs, a finger finding my pussy, and sinking in. "You are a naughty, naughty girl. Did you wear this to torture me? Answer me." "Yes," I manage after two gulped breaths. "I wore it for you." With no panties. Everything bare. "You want me that bad, Theresa? You want me worked up, right? Feral, agitated, hopelessly turned on, huh?" My lips part as he shifts the stethoscope, listening to my heart pound as I answer. "Y-yes." "Say it. I want to hear every word." "I wore shorts to turn you on, Dr Storm. Every time." Excitement flourishes in my stomach, and I ride it like a tidal wave. "I wore it so you could..." He waits, bristling with impatience as I trail off. A muscle leaps in his jaw, and his whole sculpted body is tense beneath me. "So I could what, Theresa? So I could what?" The silence is so loud, the tension so thick, his eyes so intense, so needy to hear the words, I feel my toes curl. "So, you could put your hand up there, Dr Storm. So, you could touch me."
The Wedding He Lost

The Wedding He Lost

For eight years, I played the perfect high-society fiancée to Andrew Lester, a man consumed by guilt, whose emotional distance masked a disturbing fixation on his "niece," Molly. I silently endured his self-imposed celibacy, convinced his aloofness was just his penance. But weeks before our wedding, I found a positive pregnancy test in our bathroom trash. It wasn't mine. Hours later, the man who hadn't touched me in years stormed into my bedroom and his hands closed around my throat. "Where is she?" he whispered, desperate, then chillingly revealed, "She's pregnant, Jennifer. With my child." My heart didn't break; it turned to ice as he choked me while begging for the girl carrying his baby. Then, the ultimate betrayal: thrown into our freezing pool by his guards, I watched him comfort Molly, heard him call me a "shield," right before a sharp, agonizing pain erupted. I looked down to see a dark plume of blood in the water. I was losing my baby. I woke in a bare guest room, branded "dramatic" for bleeding out in his pool. Later, Molly, with a smirk, told me she' d removed my roses for her fake allergies and that Andrew only married me "for show." Moments later, she faked a fall into the pool, shrieking about her baby, and Andrew, without hesitation, slapped me across the face, utterly blind to her deception. The sting on my cheek, the taste of blood in my mouth, and his complete devotion to her lie finally shattered my last illusion. He had made his choice. Now, I would make mine.
The Tycoon Marriage Bargain

The Tycoon Marriage Bargain

What if your first visit to Greece lands you into a marriage with the city most wealthiest man. _______ On the day Olivia Thompson got to Greece to visit her boyfriend, she found him getting married to someone else. Feeling hurt and shattered, Olivia decided then and there to get back at him, which is why she agree to marry a stranger in need of a bride. According to Zeno Santorini, all she have to do is to be his wife for a day since it's his grandfather wish to see him married before he dies. Olivia went along with it and perfectly play her role until it came to an end. After saying her goodbye, and leaving Greece, she decided to put everything behind her including her one day marriage. She didn't expect Zeno to chase her down to New York, neither did she expect him to want to continue their marriage. ________ "That's not true! I signed the divorce paper, I am no longer married to you" Olivia yell. "You signed a fake divorce paper which I had made for you, you can check it out to confirm " Zeno held out the paper which she snatch out of his hand to confirm if he is saying the truth. "Why will you trick me? What did you hope to gain by making me sign a fake divorce paper?" Olivia ask. "You" "Huh?" "You see chriso mou, I have come to realise that I am madly into you and that if I let you go, I will be making a very big mistake and that is why I want you in my life and in my arms for good" ________ There's a saying, never trust a stranger but Olivia did and now she has to face the music.
The Billionaire's Soulmate Betrayal

The Billionaire's Soulmate Betrayal

It ended in a tub of cold, red water, inside the luxurious cabin on Puget Sound Julian called our "gilded cage." For a year, he had tortured me, his wife, driven by the belief my family murdered his high school sweetheart, Summer Hayes, so I could have her heart. My final act was an escape. But death brought no peace. Instead, I hovered, a translucent spirit, watching Julian find my body. I waited for shock, for panic. Instead, a slow, cold smile spread across his handsome face. He didn't rush to my side; he laughed. A guttural sound of pure triumph, tears of victory streaming down his face. My death wasn't a tragedy to him; it was the final act of his revenge. From the shadows, I watched as he scattered my ashes to the wind, declaring me "trash," dismissing my last handwritten note about a chocolate cake without a second glance. I died thinking this was his ultimate victory. But as a silent, weightless shadow, something shifted. I felt his thoughts, intrusive and unwanted, turning from his lost love to me. A terrifying doubt began to blossom: What if his entire crusade, his all-consuming hatred, was built on a horrifying lie? What if his Summer hadn't been murdered at all? I, Elara, the woman he swore was a thief, his greatest enemy, became a prisoner even in death, bound to witness the unraveling of the monster I had foolishly loved. He thought he won, but he was about to learn that my passing wasn't the end of his torment. It was just the beginning. And I would be there, a silent witness, to his agonizing, self-inflicted destruction.