Cody Brailsford

My n*ppl*s strain against the lace fabric, begging for his mouth while I squeeze my thighs together, slick heat smearing between my folds. His voice alone—calm, commanding—does what my husband's c*ck never could. "It tightens when I come," I whisper, cheeks burning. "And penetration?" he asks, eyes locked on mine. "Shallow... or deep, with something thick enough to stretch you until you break?" I can't look away. Memories flood back: his grip on my hips, that fat c*ck slamming home from behind while I clutched the sink, biting back moans so no one would hear. Deeper. Always deeper. Full. Ruined. *** A nun's trembling fingers clean blood from a mafia lord's chest while he whispers exactly how he'll make her scream his name against cold stone walls. A step-sister's jealousy boils over when her brother brings home a girlfriend—until he drags her into the woods and fucks the possessiveness right out of her. A shy girl in the gym mirror watches her beast of a trainer's hands linger too long, praising her curves until "good girl" becomes the only word she can whimper to. And in a billionaire's mansion, a modest maid learns the twins didn't hire her to help clean—they hired her to take them both, deep and relentless, until she's dripping down her thighs. Forbidden touches. Broken vows. Power that bends to raw need. Lust wins. Every filthy time. Some affairs end in regret. These affairs always end with someone begging for more. If you want more breathtaking dirty stories, feel free to click on it.

Mia's life turns around when she eavesdrops on a billionaire conversation and dents his car. Allen makes Mia his substitute bride when he finds out his fiance has been cheating on him.  Mia turns from a girl with debts to a billionaire's wife in just a day. After she signs a contract to be the billionaire's wife for a year,  she is determined to stay until the end just because of the payment she will receive. Will she be able to abide by all the rules of the contract? Will she be able to stay with him for a year even though his ex keeps trying to break them apart?

Emily Hart just landed the dream job: personal secretary to the sinfully rich, dangerously fine CEO of Steele Empire. Naturally, she celebrated the only way she knew how—club lights, thumping beats, a killer dress, and shots flowing until reality blurred and pleasure took the wheel. Then he happened. Dominic Steele. Billionaire boss. Ruthless in the boardroom. Untamed in the bedroom. He saw her—hips swaying, lips smirking, black dress clinging like a second skin—and didn't ask for a name. He just took. One night. One filthy, breathless, back-arching night. No promises. No names. Just raw heat and moans that echoed past midnight. Monday morning changed everything. The man who had made her beg without words now stood behind a glass desk in a tailored suit. She was his new secretary, unable to meet his gaze without remembering how he'd made her scream. She thought he was cocky as hell. He thought she was the sweetest kind of chaos. Then came the unexpected. A missed period. Suddenly, it was no longer just business. It was Daddy, please...

WARNING 18+ THE SEXUAL DESIRES Love me or hate me either way, I will f*ck you every night. **** I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my c*ck slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst. In the room's silence, I could hear her breathing pick up, but when I looked down, she still appeared asleep. Yet she now clenched her eyes shut and her lips parted in a silent moan. I let more of my weight settle on her as I pushed deeper inside of her slick p*ssy. Her body welcomed me eagerly, and I exhaled sharply at the satisfaction of filling her. F*ck*ng Rhea was the best experience of my life. I wanted to have her as much as I could. Something told me she enjoyed me as well. The way in her and how she moaned when she came on my c*ck seemed genuine. "Aleksander," she whispered my name, and I shoved into her harder at the sound of her breathy voice. "Ah!" She gasped and her arms flew up to wrap around my ribs.

I never cared about any female other than my sister and mom. They are only good for one thing, and that is f*ck*ng. My dad always told me that everyone in the Mitchell family has someone they are destined to be with. I never believed him. Who needs love when you are rich and can get anything you want? That's what I thought until she came along and changed my life forever. Camela Davis' Life changed when her mother was murdered, and her stepfather abandoned her, leaving her to take care of her three-year-old brother Liam. She had also lost her job the same day her stepfather abandoned them. She decided to go to Mitchell's INC for an Administrative Assistant position. Not believing she would get the job because of inexperience. She is wrong, and she meets Blake Mitchell, one of the richest men in America, and her life changed forever.

"Just imagine it, Em. His ex-fiancée... dating his favourite hockey player." ****** Zane and I were together for ten years. When he had no one, I stayed by his side, supporting his hockey career while believing at the end of all our struggles, I'll be his wife and the only one at his side.But after six years of dating, and four years of being his fiancée, not only did he leave me, but seven months later I receive an invitation... to his wedding!If that isn't bad enough, the month long wedding cruise is for couples only and requires a plus one. If Zane thinks breaking my heart left me too miserable to move on, he thought wrong!Not only did it make me stronger.. it made me strong enough to move on with his favourite bad boy hockey player, Liam Calloway.