Jenna Genesis
Jenna Genesis's Books(4)
The mafia King and his bride flower
Mafia "Don't..." he rubbed my clit slowly, and I gasped, closing my eyes shut. "You ever think of talking about that damn blondie in front of me again," he dipped a finger into me slowly, and I squeezed my toes in my shoes. "Or think of seeing or getting stuck with him forever. It will never happen while I'm alive, Darlin Wendy. Hmm?" He pulled out and shoved it in again, and I let out a silent cry.
"We...are...in the library," I croaked, forcing my eyes to look at his.
"You think I didn't know that? Huh?" He slowly drew his finger out before forcing it back in. I bit my bottom lip sharply and suppressed my moan.
"Also, you will be a good girl for me and go to the teacher's office. Tell them you want me as a partner instead. " He pulled out, leaving half of his finger inside me before shoving it back in.
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Wendy Cole is an ordinary, smart, and composed senior in Meadow High who finds herself juggling her studies with feeding her family by working part-time as a waitress. That was what everyone thought, including her mother. But Wendy is aware that the "part-time work aspect as a waitress" is not true.
She worked as a stripper at a club where she transformed into a completely different person each night. She had everything planned out, and her secret work was going smoothly.
Getting caught was the last thing she wanted. However, a particularly famous bad guy at her school, who had girls falling at his feet and would go to any length to get what he wanted, sees her and makes a deal with her in exchange for keeping her secret.
I mean, it's just a deal?
Then there is Johnson Rivera, the class bad boy, and his parents happened to be the head of the Rivera Mafia, the typical ladies man, nonchalant and gets whatever he wants, but Wendy seemed to be different. She didn't fall for his charm one bit, but everything changed after he attended a club where he noticed that she was the stripper he saw every night, and he decided to use this discovery to his advantage.
Wendy thought the deal wasn't going to have any effect on her feelings for him, but the deal evolved into something neither of them expected. Loving the Don Himself
Romance "Never in a million years did I think I'd be standing in the middle of a supermarket, awkwardly holding a box of condoms-for my boss's son, no less!"
Emily Lane landed the job of her dreams straight out of high school, becoming the personal assistant to one of the most powerful businessmen in the world. But she hadn't anticipated the bonus package that came with the role-his son, Shawn Cole.
Shawn is the definition of trouble: charming, flirty, and way too good-looking for his own good. For three years, Emily has dodged his playful advances, mastering the art of keeping him in line while secretly enjoying their banter. Their dynamic is harmless, just two people trading quick wit and stolen laughs.
But lately, something has shifted. The teasing lingers a little longer, the glances feel a little more loaded, and Emily is starting to wonder if Shawn's just playing-or if her own heart is starting to betray her.
When the line between playful friendship and something much deeper begins to blur, Emily realizes she might be in over her head Deep in love
Romance "❝Fucking hell, Angel. Please, continue riding me like this. It feels so good. Please❞ he moans to me, letting his mouth open wide to show his own pleasure.
I won't stop. I lean over his body and let my palm press onto his mouth, letting my four fingers grab one side of his face as my thumb grabs the other. I can never get tired of him talking no matter the occasion, but right now, this will go exactly as I want.
"I don't remember giving you permission to talk, or touch my breasts."
He exhales his pleasure as he pulls his hands beside his head submissively. His lips move, and his voice begins to rumble against my hand. I pull it away for a moment. "P-please. I love them." he moans.
I raise an eyebrow, slowing down the movement of my hips to torture him. "What do you love?" I ask him, teasing the words out of him. It's no secret, but I'd rather him broadcast it on his shirt than only tell me once. I keep myself steady, not wanting to reach another orgasm myself.
"Your breasts." he admits.
"You love...?" I ask.
"You." He moans, telling me what I want to hear.
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Having to deal with the trauma of losing a parent, the Inferno goes about life taking what he pleases and not caring for the feelings of others. When secrets are revealed, so is his true self. His persona is at stake when he indulges in a forbidden romance with someone he's known to be family all of his life. The inferno. Lucifer on Earth." You might like
A BRIDE FOR THE MAFIA LORD
Nooriva "Where do you think you're going, huh? You're mine now, Little Mouse. Get back in the house!" Vincenzo's voice boomed, sending chills down Victoria's spine as her world seemed to crumble.
Victoria Washington was shattered-betrayed by her boyfriend who dumped her the day before his wedding, to her sister. She was left humiliated, mocked by everyone. But fate had other plans for her.
She's broken, he's lost. She's full of fear, and he's the monster. Yet, somehow, he's her light while he remains in darkness.
Vincenzo Dante will stop at nothing to tarnish his family's name for forcing him into a marriage he never wanted. But what he doesn't realize is that his new wife is stronger than she seems-too broken to bend under his cruelty. But when love begins to bloom, and secrets start to unfold, what will happen next?
My Triplets' Daddy Is A Heartless Mafia
Itsme "It was just one night stand, and now I'm pregnant with triplets? Gosh!"
Josephine Jade never thought that she would have to run away from her own family while pregnant. She was alone, without money, without connections, with three fetuses in her stomach. How can she survive?
However, Josephine couldn't give up now, until she managed to reclaim her arbitrarily seized property and get back at everyone who tried to get rid of her.
A sick child, a past crush that comes back, a mysterious eccentric man, and a family that hates her, will weave together the journey of Josephine Jade's new life.
"You have no right to separate me from my children, you bastard! I will survive and you will submit to me. Just watch!" An Illicit Obsession
Violet Heart "Tell me, my sweet Mila, do you want me to stop?"
"No!" I gasp.
"Good, because no matter what, no matter who walks in, I won't," He promised.
Killian Knight was many things, dangerous, a certified killer, devastatingly handsome, my father's business partner and married. He was not just off limits, he was forbidden, he was a sin and I was tempted enough to risk the hell fire.
He was everything that could ruin me and my body, my mind and my soul; everything was ready for it.
Mila Anderson's life takes an unexpected turn when she succumbs to the magnetic allure of her father's enigmatic and dangerous mafia associate. What she doesn't know is that Killian Knight has the power to unravel everything she's carefully built. One secret revealed could bring it all crashing down.
For Killian, one night with Mila changes everything. She's everything he desires, yet she comes with her own web of secrets-and he's determined to uncover every single one.
Yours, Daddy
Red Inkling
"I only fuck girls who want to be fucked, flipped over and banged, Sunshine and..."
"And that's what I want, daddy. Exactly what I want from you."
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He was my father's adopted brother. He had been there for me since the moment I had lost my entire family in a terrible fire but five years ago, he had suddenly left the country, never coming back.
And then, I was drugged one night and I got home to see he was back. It had been five years but he just looked hotter and sexier. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac I was drugged with, I had gotten his help to get off and it should have ended there that night.
Nothing more should have happened but with the wetness that pulls in my pussy whenever he comes close, with the way my nipples harden at his slightest touch, I knew more was going to happen. Russo wants me... To fuck me, bang me, and own my body.
And bloody hell! As much as I want to deny it, I want him too. For him to fuck me, bang me, own my body and make me his slut....
But this... It's a taboo, right?
One Night with Mr. King
Mayorsther "You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers.
"W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night-the night that had changed her life completely.
"What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear.
Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all.
"Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine.
"Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me."
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In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it-it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable...
Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men.
How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it-especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all? Bend Me Daddy
viviane Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18.
Xoxo.
Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you."
The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please."
He paused.
Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding.
"No," he said.
It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?"
And he laughed. He laughed at me. 
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