"If we do this, there's no going back" he holds my chin up making sure I stare directly into his eyes. "I'll be the one who takes your virginity and that means you belong to me now and forever" I nearly gasp. "Yes, I've always been yours" "I'll take you now and everyday till the rest of this summer and by the time I'm done with you, you'll have my baby in your stomach. Do you understand me?" I nodded. "Good, now turn and show daddy the good girl you are" **************** I've only ever craved one man. Someone I trust to claim me, want me and take my virginity. I've never wanted anything as bad as I want him. He's not just any man. Him. Josh Green. He's the one man I'm supposed not to want. He's off limits Forbidden He's my dad's best friend.
I moaned as Pete pressed his mouth on mine to kiss me while I straddle his lap. Within seconds, he had his hands on my butt pulling me closer. I can feel the bulge in his jeans growing and pressing against my butocks. I deepened the kiss, pulling him harder against my chest while my hands flew to his hair and knobble in between them. I felt his hand crawl up to my stomach. He trailer his hand upwards until he is cupping one of my breast. I whimper against his lips not wanting him to stop. He started to unbutton my shirt and that was when I was brought back to the real world.
"Pete" I called, withdrawing my lips away from his and pushing him back a bit to look at his face. He stopped kissing and withdrew his hands on my butt. He looked angry. He always does whenever I pull away.
"Annie, we can't be doing this. We've been together for a year now" His tone is serious "We've never get past kissing"
Pete has been my boyfriend for a little over a year now. We went to the same high school but only got together when we got to college. He is cute and fun.
"I'm not ready yet, Pete" I said for what felt like the umpteenth time. I can't believe we are going back on this. What can't he just understand?
"We discussed this already" I got up on his lap and sat beside him on the bed in his dorm. Today's I'll be going home for the summer break and we won't be seeing each other for the next month so we're trying to fill in everything we can.
"It's not going to work Annie" He says again.
"What?"
"Me and you. " He dragged his hands between us pointing at me then back to him.
"Right now, you're going back to your parents house and I'm going back to mine. It's the summer break, Annie we won't see each other for a whole month. How do you plan on doing this?"
Now I realize where this is going. Although, Pete and I has been together for a little over a year we've never had sex. I'm not ready to give up my virginity yet. I know Pete does go after other girls. The girls in my dorm and Ava, my roommate do tell me all about it and wonder why I'm still with the douchebag. The reality is that no guy on campus will be as patient as Pete. As long as we aren't having sex, I don't care if he gets it from someone else. There's no logical reason why I'm still a virgin at nineteen. Most girls of my age had given it up. I think I've never found the right person.
"I thought we arranged long distance and If worse comes to worse, you can come see me. My father wouldn't mind"
He laughs.
"I don't do long distance babe" He said plainly as if stating a fact.
"It's just a few hours"
"It's a seven hour drive. And I can't come down there if we aren't going to do anything other than a few stolen kisses like some high school kids"
Wow. I can't believe this is coming from him. Perhaps those girls were right when they asked him to dump his stupid ass.
"Are you breaking up with me?" I asked even if it was glaring that he was doing it. He literally just told me, we can't work again.
"That's it Annie, you still don't get it" he stands up to face me. Placing his hands on my shoulder and looking down at my face.
"I'm not breaking up with you. I'm only trying to say, go out, meet people and get laid." Ha paused as if thinking of the next word to say and then continued.
" Get a few night stands, give up your v-card. You're a beautiful girl, Annie, and no guy would just want a pretty face without knowing what's under. I've been considerate enough and trying to keep up but I can't do this all summer. I need a girlfriend I can fuck not someone who's not willing to go all the way. When we come back to school next year,we can date again. Sorry, I have to put it this way though"
My mouth went dry on its own Accord and I swallowed. I can't believe the jerk just threw it out at my face to get laid. I want to hide and run. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me.
"It's fine" I managed to say. That's not what I want to say. I want to say more. I want to say something witty and funny and sarcastic or even laugh. Like how other guys would be dying to have a virgin as their girlfriend. But I don't. I think he is right.
I was never attracted to him in the first place. I only agreed to go out with him because that's what everyone here is doing. A part of a college thing.
I've always wanted something bigger, satisfying. I was Always attracted to bigger men. A real man who will make me feel the wonders of love making. I let my thoughts wander to Josh. I imagined how his big arms would wrap around my tiny waist. How he would taste against my lip and how I'll moan his name when I cum. I quickly shake myself from the thought. I can't be having dirty thoughts about my dad's best friend for goodness sake.
"And if you want me to be your first, you know we can do it now" Pete offered. I looked up at his face in disgust. He can't call me out about being a virgin and offer to have me the next minute.
We heard footsteps of people ascending the stairs followed by their loud laughter. That must be his roommate since everyone in the dorm had almost home. I take that as my cue to leave and save myself from any further embarrassment.
"I better leave" I said, fishing out my sandals then putting it on. I didn't even look back at him as I ran down the hallway not answering the greeting from his friends.
"Text me sometime or something," Pete yells after me.
"Fuck you," I say. I wanted to shout at him, but I didn't knowing I wouldn't be seeing his face again.
Skylar young is an ordinary 11th grader who's only intensions are to get a good grade. Everything is going according to plan until she crosses the path of the school bad ass. Zeke is your regular bad guy. When she attended a party and got into a TRUTH and DARE game with him. Her first kiss is to be taken by Zeke or she date him for a month. He's a player, he's dangerous, he's reckless and too bad for sky.
"Genie" His voice was barely a whisper, his breath warm against the shell of my ear. "This is so wrong, we can't be doing this." His lips find their way back to mine, trailing the bottom lip with his tongue. "So so wrong" He pulled my lower lips in, bitting on them. I stifled a moan. "I know" I managed to say. I could feel the warm slickness ache between my legs. "We shouldn't be doing this. You're my step brother." My body doesn't agree with what my mouth is saying. I snuggled closer into his chest wanting to feel the heat of his bare body against mine. I want his mouth against mine, ravaging me like he had done before. We have gone too far to back out now. "Take me, Ryder" Those were the words he needed. Only those three words. Suddenly, he grips the back of my thighs and lifts me up, forcing my legs to wrap around him. Planting me against the wall, he peers up and look straight into my eyes "You're mine" Then his lips came down on mine. I'm yours. I whispered back in the back of my head. ******** Ryder Saint, for years, has bullied me. Reasons? None. It was like he signed a contract from heaven to make my life hell. From the moment he set his eyes on me, he added my name to his list. Don't be fooled by his last name. It's a charade, he's not anything like it. Everything about Ryder Saint smells evil. His heart, dark. His soul, dark. His aura, dark. Except his face. I should have neglected him like I always have, but I couldn't when our parents decided to tie the knots and he, becoming my stepbrother. He and I, under the same roof. Now, he'll be doing more than tormenting my life
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
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.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"