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His Naughty Lessons

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”
Witchhazel · 1.4M Views

Newlywed Husband is Infertile, Yet I'm Pregnant!

Qiao Xi grew up in the countryside. After her father's passing, her mother remarried. When Qiao Xi came of age, her unkind mother brought her back to the city to marry off in place of her stepsister. She was forced into marriage with the second young master of the Huo family, a so-called "useless" man with disabled legs and rumored infertility. On the second day of their marriage, her aloof, indifferent husband casually told her, "Divorce or stay a widow in this marriage-pick one." Without hesitation, Qiao Xi tugged at his suit pants, her hand finding his firm, muscular thigh as she declared, "I choose option three!" Soon after, she demonstrated her remarkable acupuncture skills, healing patients and saving lives. Her "useless" husband turned out to be a hidden multi-billionaire! Not only did she cure him, but she ended up carrying his child. Elite figures and prominent families scrambled to seek her medical expertise, while those who once wronged her regretted it deeply, begging for her forgiveness. Some high-society ladies even came to her, eyes red with emotion, hoping to reconnect as family! It turned out Qiao Xi was meant to live a life of luxury and pampering, if not for someone who had stolen her birthright. Her delighted husband couldn't be happier: "My wife is priceless; only those who marry her would understand!" Meanwhile, Qiao Xi gritted her teeth, rubbing her sore waist: "Who was the one claiming to be pure and chaste back then?" Clearly, he was nothing less than an irresistible devil in disguise!
yeluzi2000 · 28.3K Views

Little Mischief

Kara had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had been resting on my shoulder while she had been recounting the events of the night before and she seemed in desperate need of sleep, so I helped her get in position on the sofa; laid her head on a nice cushion and she fell asleep quickly. I slipped into my bedroom and got changed into a little red dress that loosely fell to mid-thigh, and quietly watched the TV, although most of the time I stared at Kara. She looked so gorgeous, so vulnerable, and I couldn't help stroking my inner thigh as I watched her sleep. I wanted her now more than ever, to feel her lips on mine again and have her body pressed against mine, but in a far more intimate way than the night before. Her knees were bent towards her chest revealing a generous amount of thigh to me, I'd hardly noticed the blue skirt when she'd arrived because of the outpouring of emotion but now I could have a proper look at her smooth legs. Even though I could see quite a bit of her outer thigh I wanted to see more. My hand had found its way under my dress and was stroking my own smooth skin as I lusted after hers. I needed to get a better look and tried moving around on my chair, like a horny sixteen-year-old boy trying to look up a girl's skirt. Instead, I'm a horny nineteen-year-old girl trying to look up a girl's skirt which is totally different, right?.... Right?
Incubus_Tarv3n · 21K Views
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