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The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

"You will cum when you earn it, slut," He spat, slapping my cunt again. "You absolute, depraved BASTARD, I was so close!" "That filthy mouth." He watched me writhe with cold burning satisfaction in those eyes and leaned closer to whisper. "It keeps mouthing off. Let's give that dirty, filthy mouth something to do." His hand fisted in my hair, letting go of my legs and dragged me off the bench to my knees. He was about to fuck me! ** ** ** ** ** ** Have you ever fucked a stranger in an airplane bathroom on Valentine's Day after having the worst day of your life? Yeah. Me neither. Until my boyfriend decided to give me the plot twist of the century on the most romantic day of the year—cheating on me with half of New York in our bed. So I threw caution to the wind and let a masked stranger bend me over in a cramped airplane bathroom and fuck me until I saw the stars. No faces. No names. Just the best orgasm of my life and a silent agreement we'd never see each other again. Except four weeks later, I'm starting fresh as Executive Assistant to Finnegan Wolfe — billionaire CEO, certified control freak, and the most infuriatingly gorgeous man I've ever had the misfortune of working for. And my new boss is the stranger who wrecked me. He just doesn't know it yet. Now I'm navigating a job I desperately need, a past I'm desperately hiding, and a man who makes me forget every reason I'm supposed to stay professional. The only question is — what happens when he finally remembers? This is a steamy office romance with secrets, lies, and enough sexual tension to melt your Kindle. EXPECT PROMISING ORGASMS AND INTENSE, RAW, HARDCORE, SMUTTY, DIRTY, NASTY SCENES. Rated 19. Here, your fantasies will come alive. PARTICIPATING IN WSA 2026 — I'M COUNTING ON YOUR SUPPORT!
MarcellaCross · 701.3k Views

I Used to Be a Bunny, Now I’m My Owner's Assistant?!

Tang Jiaxin was just a pampered bunny, literally. Adopted by the calm but quietly commanding CEO Xu Jinyu as a small rabbit, she spent her days munching on carrots, rolling in flower beds, and unknowingly inspiring the world’s first anti-aging serum for animals. Her quiet presence became the emotional core of YSHT (养生华堂), the luxury skincare offshoot of the centuries-old perfume house Xuhuang (许凰). But one morning, she wakes up as a human girl in Jinyu’s home lab, no less, and everything changes. Her species, her job, her entire future. What Jiaxin doesn’t remember is that this wasn’t fate. It was a choice. In a past life, she died protecting him and this time, Jinyu was willing to bend science to bring her back. Now reincarnated, chaotic, Jiaxin becomes his assistant and unofficial princess living under the same roof as the genius who never stopped mourning her. With coquette flair and a sparkling sense of justice, she accidentally launches YSHT into a viral renaissance: WeChat red-envelope carrot method campaigns, donation drives, and fashion-forward skincare that sends their stock soaring. But success brings enemies. Western beauty houses, long dominant in the global market, begin to feel cornered. Backed by old money and international alliances, they launch smear campaigns, fake testimonials, and targeted sanctions against Xuhuang. At the front of this pressure stands Yanchun (延春), their oldest rival who has always been known for chasing the impossible dream of immortality. And at their helm is Wu Zhaoyuan: sharp-eyed, calculating, the kind of man who treats business like war. To the world, he’s Xuhuang’s coldest enemy. But beneath the surface, his choices don’t always match the role he’s been cast into,and that contradiction becomes harder to ignore when he crosses paths with Rui Ming, Jiaxin’s composed, clear-eyed best friend. She sees right through him, and for the first time, he’s not sure he wants to look away. Two industries. One reincarnated girl created by love. And a war that might expose not just enemies but unlikely allies. (im still using an ai generated image because i have no artists to commision yet, OH ALSO THIS IS GONNA HAVE A SPRINKLE/SEGMENT FOR REPUBLICAN ERA CHINA+INDO AND XIANXIA STUFF.) bunny gf x deer/qilin bf !!
Rolling_Potato · 38.4k Views

Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis’s Woman

Raven Young thought that after completing her final mission, she would finally leave the organization and live a peaceful life. But what happens when that very mission turns out to be the first one she ever fails? You run. Yes—and so did Raven. Not to save herself, but to escape the people chasing her, pushing her to the very edge… until she had no choice but to jump off a cliff, hoping against hope to survive. But fate had other plans. When Raven opened her eyes, she realized she was alive… but not in her own body. She had woken up as Ivy—the very woman who had caused her mission to fail. And as if that wasn’t enough, a father and son pair refused to let her go. The man kept her close for reasons of his own, his motives unclear and unsettling. Meanwhile, the child clung to her, refusing to leave her side, determined to keep his “parents” together—and even dreaming of having a sibling. “God… just what in the world has happened?” Raven had never felt so betrayed by life. But living in Ivy’s body begins to unravel secrets—truths that entangle their lives in ways she cannot escape. And the man who keeps her close? Little by little… he begins to drive her insane with his undeniable charm. *** Ivy’s breath hitched as Xander stepped closer, closing the space between them. “Still pretending you’re unaffected?” he murmured. Her back met the wall, but she didn’t move away. “You assume too much.” “Do I?” His fingers brushed her wrist, slow, deliberate, sending warmth through her veins. Her grip tightened on his shirt, betraying her. “Tell me to stop,” he whispered. She didn’t. The silence thickened, charged and fragile. His gaze dropped to her lips, waiting—giving her the choice. And when she didn’t pull away, the tension between them deepened into something far more dangerous and the next thing they new was they were already kissing.
akshaya_vanne · 133.7k Views

The Probability of Wealth

"Everyone in the market chases information. James Smith already knows the odds." James Smith is seventeen, broke, and invisible — a scholarship kid from Lyon who spends his lunch breaks reading annual reports no one asked him to read. He has no connections, no capital, and no name worth mentioning in the halls of French finance. But he has one thing nobody can see: a plan that stretches beyond his own lifetime. He doesn't want to be rich. He wants to build something permanent — a legacy so solid that his name will carry weight long after he's gone, and his children's children will never know what it means to start from nothing. Then a lab accident changes everything. A routine errand at a research facility. An equipment failure. A flash of white. When James wakes up in a hospital bed two days later, he notices something no one else can: a silent, translucent panel at the edge of his vision. It doesn't speak. It doesn't explain. When he focuses on any investment, it shows a single number — a probability score. Nothing more. He doesn't know what it is. He doesn't know why it works. He only knows it's his — and he will take that secret to his grave. What follows is not a story of a boy who got lucky. It is the story of a man who took one edge and built an empire from it — one calculated position at a time. From the trading floors of Euronext Paris to the boardrooms of global conglomerates, James moves in silence, leaving behind only results that no one can explain and a reputation that makes even the oldest money in Europe uncomfortable. He will become the greatest investor France has ever produced. And nobody — not his closest friend, not the woman who sees him most clearly, not the institutions that fear him — will ever know why. The probability is always in his favour. The reason is always his secret.
JValmont · 21.3k Views

Her Name Awakens a Slumbering Fate

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.
AweQoolT · 41.9k Views

The Ice-cold CEO’s Doted Wife’s Revenge

[Warning: this story contains dark themes] **** Seven years ago, Ruby Emerald believed she had everything: love, stability, a future she could finally trust. On her wedding anniversary, she planned a surprise that would change their lives forever. Instead, her world shattered. She found her husband having sex with his ex, the words that followed cutting deeper than the betrayal itself. He said loving her made him feel small. Empty. The child she carried was her quiet miracle, who never got the chance to be born. Ruby lost her pregnancy on the very day meant to celebrate life, sealing her heartbreak in silence. When grief had barely settled, life demanded more. Her mother’s heart was failing. There was a need for surgery, which was devastatingly expensive. Her father’s debts threatened to swallow the family business whole. Ruby was drowning. Then came the knock on her hospital door. Her ex-husband’s stepfather, Max Byron, stepped inside, immaculate and unreadable, his presence commanding the room before he spoke a single word. A man of power, control, and secrets. “I can solve all your problems,” he said. Hope flared, dangerous and fragile until he finished: “My only condition… is that you marry me.” Trapped between survival and self-respect, Ruby is forced into a marriage built on necessity, not love. But beneath the cold arrangement and unspoken boundaries, something unsettling begins to grow, slow, restrained, impossible to ignore. Because the most dangerous thing about this marriage isn’t the bargain she made— It’s the feelings she never agreed to feel.
Cassy_3 · 149.7k Views