The Biker's Fashion Designer
READING AGE 18+
"I want to cum...please." I needed to be fucked hard and fast.
"Greedy girl." He smirked, pulling all out and going back the way in.
"Come on, Havoc." Yes, he had given me two toe-curling orgasms, but I was hungry for one more...from his fat cock.
"I want to make you sore...really sore, Pumpkin, that you wouldn't be able to walk properly for the next two days."
Glad the next two days were Saturday and Sunday....
"Pleaseeee," I whined.
He bit down on my second lip that was stuck out. And it seemed like he's heard me this time... Because he was thrusting inside me the exact same way I'd wanted... Hard and fast.
"Yes! Yes! Don't stop, please!" This was me shamelessly screaming, not minding if people outside could hear me.
Oh my God, I was close again...for the third time.
I think he was too.
More frantic and wicked thrusts, we climaxed at the same time, our groans in sync. He spilled himself inside while I came apart on his cock.
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Fashion designer, Serena Voss takes a risky job creating gear for the Frost Vipers MC to save her failing brand. But she never expected to face Knoxx “Havoc” Whitlock, the club’s hot, tattooed president... the same man she rudely spilled coffee on days earlier.
Knoxx remembers her sharp tongue all too well. Now she’s under his roof, and he plans to tame her, especially in his bed.
Their attraction is fierce and undeniable. But everything changes when Serena learns her brother was killed five years ago in a hit-and-run... and the bike involved belongs to Knoxx’s club.
Torn between passion and betrayal, Serena gets caught in outlaw secrets and a rival gang ambush. She must decide: run or fight for the man who’s stolen her heart.
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KNOXX
"And one last thing I will say is that when I get my hands on whoever that traitor is, his death will be the slowest and the most torturous." It wasn't a promise... It's something that wouldn't fail to happen.
After the meeting, everyone began to disperse. I needed to have a word with Ax as regards the camera stuff he spoke about.
As I got to where he stood, Bishop joined us, putting his hand on both of our shoulders. "Remember when I said something about committed relationships, you both came to my mind. I hope you both don't tell your...
At this moment, Selena thought that Carter was moved, he finally recognized the truth and loved her again. But the more she expected, the more she was disappointed.
Then, he said to her, "I love your sister, I will never love you!" and sent her to prison cruelly.
Five years later, Selena came back.
He suddenly became nice to her, and even kissed her in front of everyone. I’m sorry and I will spend the rest of my life to compensate you. Will you forgive me?"
Selena laughed coldly, "Forgive you? I won’t forgive you until you’re dead!"
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EXCERPTS...
I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my cock and I realized there was only a thin layer of her green panties separating my still hard cock from her wet pussy. She noticed me looking and she looked down too. She gave a slow humping motion and grinded her pussy over my hard cock. We both moaned, looking down. She humped again. This time I grinded back and made her hips tremble. She closed her eyes and we both slowly grinded each other for a moment. Going slower with each rock of our hips. She lifted her head quickly, flipping her strawberry blonde hair back and opening her blue eyes. She took a real deep breath in and let it out loud.
"Ahhh..." she sighed. Looking down at me, she smiled and raised one eyebrow as if I was meant to say something.
I pointed my finger towards my temple, "You still got some in your hair."
“Please, Daddy,” I cried, voice breaking. “Please fuck your little brat’s tight pussy. I’ve been so bad—punish me with your cock. Stretch me open and fill me up. I’ll be good, I promise—just please fuck me hard.”
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Every soft “good girl,” every firm hand, and every secret night touch leads to explosive pleasure that breaks all the rules.
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Everything changed when I turned eighteen. The love I had for him turned into something strange I couldn't control. I began to crave things I shouldn't get from him.
For years, I craved to have him, but the forbidden relationship couldn't let me cross the line.
I came home for a few weeks school break and found him more attractive. The first night back f, I woke to my mother’s moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the house.
I shouldn’t have listened. I definitely shouldn’t have touched myself. But I ended up fingering myself while thinking of him devouring me. As forbidden as it was, I wished I was the one he was fucking.
The next morning, my mother announced we were moving into my stepdad’s new house.
After packing our stuff, only one seat was left in the car. So I ended up sitting on my stepdad's lap while my mom drove.
In the backseat, while my mother focused on the road, strange movements were made, and I ended up crossing the line I've been holding for years. And after we arrived home, I was still NOT satisfied.
"I do have a choice! I'm done with you, Roman Ashfield. Go back to the woman you think is worthy of you and leave me alone."
"You will never be done, Evelyn. Not tonight. Not this week. Probably not this year," he said as he closed the small gap between them.
He heard the satisfying sound of her hitched breath as his fingers trailed the side of her body down to her bare thighs.
"I own you, Evelyn Bright, whether you like it or not."
"You don't own me!"
But the very next moment a moan left her lips when he cupped her between her legs.
"Let's agree to disagree," he whispered.
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A broken, possessive billionaire who doesn’t know what love is. A young woman who does. What could go wrong?
Evelyn Bright walked into his business for a typist job and came out a plaything. A dirty secret with a contract. But all she wants to do now is pick up the pieces of her shattered dignity and walk away. Nothing good can come from falling in love with a cold-hearted man like Roman Ashfield.
Roman has very clear rules in his contract. Be available. Be ready. Do not fall in love. If she breaks them she has to leave. Simple. But Evelyn turns his ordered life upside down when she tries to walk away. She keeps testing and pushing his limits but it's not over until he says it is. It’s not love, it can’t be. But what lengths is he willing to go to to keep her where she belongs?
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You think you know what you're getting into? You don't have a freaking clue.
This isn't some tasteful romance where the camera pans away. This is the raw, uncut NC-17 version of your filthiest 3 am fantasies...the ones you would never admit to anyone, not even yourself.
We're talking Daddies who don't ask for permission because you already gave it with those desperate eyes. Men old enough to be completely off limits but experienced enough to make you forget your own name. They'll bend you over their desk, fuck you silent at family dinners and make you call them Daddy, while reminding you how young and tight you are.
Trigger warnings? Everything here is designed to trigger you. Age gaps that'll get you disowned. Rough hands leaving fingerprints bruises on your hips. Choking that blurs your vision while he calls you his perfect little slut. Public sex in places around because one man didn't enough.
These men don't make love...they fuck, claim, own. They'll use every hole like it belongs to them, because it does. Degrade and worship you on the same breath. Call you their dirty girl while balls deep making you scream.
If you need gentle romance, respectful heroes, and fade to black scenes...run. this might traumatize you.
But if you're still here, thighs clenched, heartbeat racing, knowing exactly what you want and unafraid to take it....
Be a good girl, turn that page and let Daddy show you what you've been missing.