"Don't play coy with us, Jacqueline. You know that we want you," Grady was to my back and kissed my naked shoulder excruciatingly slowly. We...oh, fuck. ***** Since a very young age, Jacqueline has always been the adventurous type. Growing up she didn't change, her curiosity developed in all aspects of her life. But watching her mom wilted away because of her dad's affairs made her swear not to fall for any man. She moved miles away from home to free herself of her family's hypocrisy and judgemental view of their social circle. Jacqueline couldn't believe the day when she was recruited by an escort agency. Her love of intimacy was reflected in ways she always imagine. The lack of family closeness made her crave attention from others, up until the day she met the twins, from then on she never felt so suffocated in all her life. Follow Jacqueline's journey as she discovers love, not only from one but two men. How will she handle them, and will she follow her guts and fall for both brothers?
When life sucks,
Create a new one.
- Jacqueline
"Do you have this in black?" I asked the sales lady when I was spending my time shopping for a dress. Not that I need more, but the act itself was therapeutic for my messed-up soul.
Yep, being a sugar baby is stressful, the money, the travel, and all the luxury life could offer. Oh...yeah, not to mention the sex. I love sex. I thrive on human companions, but I suck at relationships. The notion of having to commit to a man for sex and companionship and some even wanted it for the rest of their life seemed ridiculous.
I nodded at the sales lady with a smile. "Yes, thank you, I'll take this one in black," I confirmed when she informed me that they do have one in black. I was seeing the green dress wrap my body beautifully, it shows my shoulder and emphasizes my creamy slender neck. I smile looking at the reflection knowing I looked hot, sexy, and fuckable, obviously at the right price. To which I don't even bother with, previously Adriana, now Kamaria handle all my sugar daddy arrangements.
Now, onto choosing the proper fuck me heels.
Shopping lasted for another hour, then I went straight home to freshen up and change to the perfect dress to go out clubbing with my campus jock.
Tomorrow Kamaria had me set with a middle-aged finance guy, he's a millionaire and a billionaire in the making. I just shrugged thinking I won't probably last long enough until he becomes a billionaire, or maybe he's that good and I will see him move up the ladder to join the billionaire circle. Though I wouldn't know what to do with that much money, I don't even know why people would want that kind of wealth, it's not like you can spend it in one lifetime, why bother? right?
Growing up, life didn't treat me with happiness. My mom and dad were the perfect examples of what my future holds if I didn't make any abrupt changes in my life. Not that I complained with what they're providing me cause I was set financially. But all at the expense of my mom wilting away and finally drowning herself with depression as my dad not so secretly spends his days with his mistresses. Yes, he couldn't have just one, he actually has three, that I know of anyway.
As a socialite, mom didn't say much because she needs to keep up with her appearance. Though I know other women in her circle would take a younger man as their plaything or have an affair with other married men, but mom actually loves dad. She even told me in her darkest days when she would be too depressed to carry on with her life because she couldn't handle dad. That is until she popped more pills and wash them down with her thousand-dollar champagne.
In all her depressed way, I love my mom. I love how she's a romantic at heart. And though I hated my dad, one day he told me that he just couldn't help himself. That he loves mom but he just needed more. Men!
Since that day I swore to never let myself fall in love with any man and to do so I never get attached. But I learned it the hard way when I fall for my college professor and lose my virginity to the older man in my first year of living miles away from my parents. It was naive of me to think that he was still single, while in reality he was married with children.
From that day forward, I treat relationships like a true players for all the wrong reasons. I don't do third dates, two are maximum, up until the day I met Adriana. She lured me with the safety net of all the sexual adventure that I'd want, and money as a bonus on the side. The amount was so generous that I was hooked on her company for years.
I had traveled the world, tasted the exotic cuisines, and stayed at the finest hotels. Adriana allowed me to say no if I didn't want to hook up with a certain millionaire or billionaire. Yes, her list of clients was so exclusive that she even have a legal team to draft their contracts and NDAs. But now, after she stepped away from her big boss throne, Kamaria even lets me choose my billionaire if I want to. Apparently, I would be double-booked sometimes.
Sex job aside, I still date among my peers, but it was so rare that I just did it for the sake of my appearance for my college life.
But some clients are just too slippery to handle, though with time I noticed the signs and managed to stay away from them. I try not to think about them, I'm living my life, I'm young and beautiful and I craved for human connection in the most convenient way possible.
Tonight I'm out with my college friends, cause appearance mattered, I'm a college girl after all. I'm in the last year of my lame-ass business class, didn't feel the need to follow through till the end but I owe it to little Jacqueline inside me to get the degree just in case I need it.
My college casual boyfriend Kayne was already on the dance floor, he was busy grinding a sexy red hair woman in a latex top. The buff college guy ended his dance when he saw me, he parted the dance floor, walked towards me. Our open relationship was working for us, he can be the ultimate player, but when I'm around he's all mine. He gets to wrap his arms around my body and call himself my boyfriend and if he's lucky, great sex to end his night with.
"Hey hot stuff," he greeted me with a kiss, his big hands resting on the small of my back, I smiled and put my hands to his strong chest. Kayne is the campus jock, he made head turns with his built and blond locks and clear blue eyes. His boyish face made him able to splash his profile and model in his spare time. Not that he needed the money, Kayne comes from old money, he doesn't need to work but he enjoyed the attention when people recognize him from his ads.
"Hey, sexy. Miss me already? she's hot." I looked at the red hair, complimenting his choice of woman for the night.
"She's okay, not you though." He flirted, squeezing my ass cheeks and feeling my bare ass under the thin material of my short dress. He started kissing the crook of my neck then nibble my ear while whispering his dirty words.
"Come on let me keep you hydrated." He stopped kissing me, put his hand on my shoulder, and ushered me to the bar. He grabbed my Martini and his light beer before we sit with his football buddies.
I looked at his choice of drink and asked, "Still training?"
"Yup, light beer, and healthy food until the end of the month," he clicked his glass with his group of friends who were drinking the same thing. The man looked ripped, but sports talk bored me, so I let him do his thing while he lets me sit pretty in his lap and be his perfect girlfriend for the night.
He didn't need to know that tomorrow I'll be going to a tropical island with my millionaire daddy, I can almost feel the sand and sea tickling my bare feet and smell the sea salt air. But for now, I'm content with sitting on the lap of my college boyfriend, his simple affection somehow made me feel content. For the time being.
Daddy issues.
Yep, as much I'd like to blame my dad for my fucked up state of mind I know I need to do the best and live my life.
Remy lived most of his life in a boring middle-class family household before everything turned out badly and he found out what his parents had been hiding from him. He left home out of spite. Then a certain situation made Remy a serial bedwarmer, moving from one lover to another. Ghazi didn't expect to bump into Remy. He knows what is expected of him, the family does not tolerate same-sex relationships. It was frowned upon within the organization where Ghazi had managed to hide that part of him for years. That was before he met Remy. Since then he knew he was screwed cause he realize that he'd kill anyone for Remy, even if it was one of his family members. ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*
Welcome to Smut Town, where the steamy stories are connected. Feast on our townies' thirst for romance. From their sexy billionaires, and ruthless mafias, to their sexy sugar babies and hot college students. This is a book compilation of our town's smut universe, where lust turns to love and happily ever after is inevitable. The book will start with our delightful sugar baby Jacqueline and her polyamory relationship with the twin billionaires, Percy and Grady. Then we continue with Ella's story who is also Jacqueline's neighbor and the twins' sister. All the stories will entwined as you go through each couple and end with their happily ever after. As a bonus...find the new adventure of our townies' very own Vampire clan. Read the first story of how our Vampire King falls for his little human killer, Tessa. To all of my readers who have read my books as stand-alones, I dare you to read the book as a whole. Experience our townies' lustful endeavor to reach their ever-after without pause.
Armand was appointed king, his small hellish kingdom was nothing compared to his nemesis. But he was not claiming for more, he was done after his lover's demise as King Ranulf accidentally kill her and made both of them cast to hell. He's a fallen angel who wanted nothing but to spend the rest of his eternal life grieving in his way. That was until the day he met Rain, the human werewolf he thought can heal his wound. But he was rejected, he thought Rain liked him until he chose King Ranulf. The day he was going to kidnap Rain was the day he got badly wounded. And Rain once again rejected him and told his lover not to hurt him. And that's how for days he ended up in the care of a very chatty Succubus named Basilea. ***** No one knows how valuable Basilea was, not even the last king she served her life for. Basilea was the last princess of the demon succubus, both parents were killed in the great war less than a hundred years ago. Her kingdom falls and she had no desire to fill her royal throne. She was living the harem life with King Ranulf, her life was easy under his protection. Basilea was brought by King Eustace, the ruler before King Arkael and King Ranulf. She was taken in just before her she reach adulthood, no one knew her, and no one gets close enough to peel layers of her deep darkest secret until Armand. The one being she couldn't resist, the one male who can fulfill her desire. She was a demon after all, and she knows that demons don't get her happy ever after. Or do they? ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*
"You can strip him naked, baby, and do what you want. I'm just going to watch." I said huskily then backing away and poured myself another glass of wine. Promiscuous Series: 1. Between Them 2. The Lovers 3. The Desires 4. The Forbidden Lust Ben has always been best at what he does, he's handsome, tall, kind-hearted, and cheerful. That shouldn't be the result of growing up with parents who rejected his sexual orientation. But he learned how to survive when he run away from home. Ben knows how to mingle with the right people and have the guts to take jobs that would support him. His life was doing just fine, he was happy, he was financially okay, until one day he was terrorized by one of his clients. ***** Jasper is a straight man, he grew up to be a paralegal, have a safe job for his boring kind of life. He was satisfied with what he had accomplished in life, he thought he was happy, until he met Ben. Until he was falling for the one sugar baby he shouldn't have. ***** Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*
Bree was moving erotically teasing the handsome man sitting still with his hands planted firmly above his knees while he calmly enjoys the strip show. Gage's eyes scanned her body, watching her intensely as her thumb hooked on the waistband of her skirt then slowly unzipped and let the skirt fall to the floor then she turns around shaking her ass adorably making him laugh. ****** Babes is a strip club where the dancers danced, there are strict rules for the dancer not to offer themselves to their clients. Prostitution is a big no at the club. Though rules are meant to be broken, especially when the dancers are desperate enough to get extra cash. Babes cater to a high-end clientele of well-dressed men with various backgrounds, from rich sleazy playboys, and bad boys CEO executives, to cheating husbands with cash to spend for a private lap dance. The dancers at Babes are beautiful sexy women with different backgrounds from struggling actresses, and single moms with bills to cover, to students having to pay for their student loans, there are also women who just like to dance and be appreciated by men. But in Babes, people fall in love, strangely they found their match in the high-end strip club where they least expected. Follow this story and read how the dancers struggle for love and how the men find their future happiness.
"Don't move," he trailed his kisses to my neck after saying it, his hands were grasping my hands, entwining his fingers with mine, putting them above my head. His woodsy scent of cologne invades my senses and I was aroused by the simple fact that his weight was slightly crushing me. ***** Ella had always loved Brice's books she has been a big fan of his. But when one night of blind date made her stumbled into her favorite author she did not mention the fact that she was crazy in love with his books. When they connect and fall for each other, that's when he found she finally told him and he did not accept the truth easily. And amidst the misunderstanding, the real stalker started following Ella. Then her twin billionaire brothers (Grady and Percy) started helping her, her family got involved when Ella was getting depressed about being dumped by Brice. Brice struggled with his feelings, he wanted to get her back. But he didn't want her to be in the middle of his stalker situation. His desire for Ella finally made him relent, his love for her made him get on his knee and propose. And his action just made Ella the biggest target for the stalker.
"We shouldn't be doing this," I said breathlessly, clutching his shirt. "What shouldn't we be doing?" he asked, trailing wet kisses to my jugular as I bit my lips not to moan out. "Me and you, making out," I responded, yet tilting my head to give him more access to my neck, "I'm your nephew's fiancée." "Am or was?" He bit my neck, and my hands trembled. "You were his fiancée," he said, his deep, husky voice sending a pleasure wave to my gaping hole, "but lost you due to his carelessness." I moaned, feeling his hand trailing close to my anticipating cunt, "No talking of another man now," his finger brushed my clit, "You are mine now!" He growled and dove a finger in me. *** After catching her fiance in bed with another woman a few days before their wedding, Emily Waston was devastated and angry. In desperation, she walked into a bar where she had an unforgettable one night stand with a stranger. To her ultimate shock, she discovered the stranger was her fiancé's uncle. And to make the matter worse, she got herself into a tacky situation where she couldn't leave her fiancé's life completely. By working as John's live-in secretary, she began to fall in love with his uncle. And John in particular noticed the closeness between them and began to get jealous and wanted her back. How would Emily handle the desire which the two alpha relatives have for her?
"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
Eight years ago, Eleanor was a pampered and arrogant young heiress, while Andreas was just a nameless talent from a humble background. Although she had taken him in, she never treated him with any warmth. Their fates flipped, and now Andreas was a business titan feared by all, while Eleanor wallowed in shame and despair after her fall from grace. Upon their reunion, he pinned her with a venomous glare and declared, "It was my hatred for you that drove me into becoming what I am today."