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Returning to my hometown, to normalcy, after all I've been through feels strange, to say the least. Returning to the friends and family who have all moved on with their lives while I'm still trapped with demons of my past haunting me is the worst kind of torment. I'm safe now. Lydia, the woman who stole me when I was just nine years old, is in prison. I'm free. But I don't feel free. I don't even know who I am anymore. The child I was is dead, and the man I've become is lost.

I'm not a good man, and I've never pretended to be. I don't believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn't paid for in advance. What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18. They have words for men like me - playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser. My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me: sinner.

Twenty year old Temperance Verus has never been kissed. But that's what the basilisk is for. Along with thirteen other contestants, Tem must train with a basilisk to learn the power of seduction and win the prince's hand in marriage. When Tem is matched with Caspen, the Serpent King, she realizes she might actually stand a chance.

One hellish moment. One painful decision. And everything radically changed. Years later, I've adjusted to my new life as a P.I. when a long-bearded, red-headed guy walks into an alley. The same dark alley where I was having a talk with the armed men who were following me. The encounter is brief and bloody and ends with him winking at me as he drives away. My curiosity—and some tailing—brings us together again... or so I thought.

No man ever made her scream and beg for release. Until now, I say. She claims I'm asking for the impossible. I will prove her wrong. I always get what I want. Always. She's a professional, paid to lie and seduce, but those tricks won't work on me. I don't want her insincere moans and fake smiles. I want the real thing - and I know how to get it. Because I know it's not her body that needs to be conquered - it's her mind. But our relationship rests on unsound footing, a contract and nothing more.

He is powerful, older, and my boss, a lethal combination. Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning. When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter. I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought. But Julian Masters is definitely all man...the kind you dream of licking chocolate from. The first day was bad. The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene...and equally fascinating.

Savin Aerospace employee Wendy Cedar has a massive crush on her hot older boss, Janet Lace, who's just gone through a divorce. Her secret love is all harmless enough until Janet finds an email listing every naughty thing Wendy wants to do to her, inspired by a sex dream Wendy has shared with her friend. Now Wendy's been called into the boss's office. It might be a fantasy come true . . . if she doesn't get fired first.

Gabriel Wolfe, the fallen dark angel and club president of the Hounds of Hell MC. His life has been infused with darkness and trauma since the day he was born, forcing more than just desensitization to violence and chaos. Forcing him to crave it to feel stable. Secure. Whole.

Kieran Hayes is a modern-day king: brilliant, arrogant, and ruthless. The Irish tech CEO has spent the last decade building his legacy in my city, but now he's breaking beneath the weight of his multibillion-dollar crown. Forced into my therapy office, he’s confident I can't help him. I'm determined to prove him wrong. Kieran will never know my desire to treat him stems from more than professional obligation. He doesn't remember the long-ago act of kindness that changed my life, but I've never forgotten.

Ellis Patterson can’t lie, the unexpected visit of her best friend’s auntie could be the most exciting thing that’s happened since Ellis drifted to this small town several months ago. She pictures Bex Naylor as a typical favourite aunt: eccentric, childless, probably flitting about in flowered dresses, burning sage. But Bex defies every stereotype. Black leather on her long, slim body, motorcycle to match, Bex has been following the wind for a year. And when those bright green eyes lock with Ellis’, she feels like she’s died and gone to heaven.

This collection of Fifty Hot Mature Women Sex Stories is all about sexy, horny, older women. It's time to experience hot MILF sex! Hot stories as..."Horny MILF Sex in Public", "MILF Sex with the College Student", "MILF Sex with the Young Stranger", "Revenge MILF Sex on a Cuckolding Husband", and more are in this collection of Filthy MILF Erotica Stories. In the mood for some MILF seduction?

Lysandra Keates is running out of options. Her father is dead, her mother is ill, and her efforts to find respectable employment have ended in failure. With her small savings bleeding away, she swallows her pride - and her terror - and turns to Vivien Manning, an infamous courtesan, to match her with a wealthy protector. For years, Viscount Andrew Callis has lived a monastic existence at his country estate, hardening his body against the snobbish, lazy young man he once was...

Powerful and merciless. Cunning and cruel. A monster wrapped in luxury and wealth. Mikhail Romanov is my opposite in every way… and my new husband.

I broke the rules and stole an auction item from her buyers. Because somehow, they’d managed to abduct a Gryfala princess. Though, she doesn’t look, or act, or sound quite like I thought one of her kind would. But I’m merely a Rakhii gladiator; this is the closest I’ve actually ever been to a princess. I’d be considered lucky, indeed, if she chose me to guard her. Instead, I want more. I need her to claim me. Because she doesn’t know it, but now I can’t let her go.

Have you ever wanted to experience a session with two of the UK’s top dommes? If so, get ready to sink to your knees and lick our boots till they are spotless, while running the risk of getting anally annihilated lest you lick the tip not the heel you pathetic dribbling docile little dog. Extremely provocative, raw, and unadulterated rea

Lorenzo Damiani. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Seductive. Enigmatic. Dominant. He was my knight in shining armor that fateful morning in Naples. When he invited me to his tiny Italian island paradise, I was too far under his spell to say no. For one full week, I was uninhibitedly his. No ties. No pressure. The best-laid plans... Now, I'm back home in Seattle. I'm definitely tied...and the pressure is on. I have a tiny surprise that will last forever. But Lorenzo is the heir to a dark legacy he wants no part of. What will he do when he finds out he has an heir of his own?

Hunter has spent the last two years running in place. Trying to get ahead of the bills. Trying to provide for her sister, Piper, and her nephews. Trying to finish her nursing education. Trying to keep Piper out of her criminal husband's claws. Big, bad Jed Wolfe is a con artist, a manipulator, and he's currently doing 10 years for counterfeiting. Now is Hunter's best chance to convince Piper that he's bad news and that they can survive without him. Except the mortgage is overdue again, there's an eviction notice stapled to the front door, and Hunter can see it in Piper's eyes.

I’ve always chased thrills—dark, risky, and dangerous—because it's the only way I feel alive after enduring a childhood filled with trauma and pain. My scars run deep, hidden behind a façade of innocence. When the carnival comes to town, I meet Gage—a masked man cloaked in shadows and darkness. He's everything I crave: thrilling, terrifying, and utterly irresistible. As our paths intertwine, I’m drawn into a world where fear and desire collide, and the line between pleasure and pain blurs.

Sam Parker is a vampire with a gift so strong and substantial that she is invited to partake in a test for a place in the Grand High Master Vampire's private army. She finds that not only has the army never included a woman, but it has never included a Svente vampire; a breed that is regarded by the super strong Pagori breed and the hypnotically beautiful Keja breed to be too tame and human-like.

They were going to sell me. I couldn't let that happen. I had to escape. My only friend agreed to help me. She helped me get away. She changed my appearance. She sent me to see the president of the Blackwings Motorcycle Club. I needed a new identity so I could start a new life. I walked up to the gate. I was taken inside. And everything changed.