orgasm denial story

"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!

"I hope you're not serving that dirty maid my food!" Eliora—the woman Adrian truly loved and the one who acted as if she already owned the house—snapped with a sharp, venomous voice from the staircase. "I wasn't planning to eat it anyway," I said calmly, rubbing my stomach. "I have better taste than that. And I don't want anything, or anyone, that might harm my child." ****** She loved him in silence. He denied her without remorse. Alvara was forced into a marriage with the billionaire who took her innocence, only to discover it was a nine-month trap. Forced into a marriage built on cold rules and public lies, Alvara quickly learns that being a wife does not mean being wanted. Every kindness has conditions. Every smile hides control. And every mistake is hers to bear alone. When the marriage ends, Alvara walks away with nothing but scars and a vow never to be weak again. Years later, she returns...changed, guarded, and no longer willing to beg for what she deserves. But the man who once denied her isn't ready to let go. In a world ruled by power, pride, and regret, can love survive after divorce… or is denial the one thing that never truly ends?

He made women beg for it. He never gave it twice. Seraphine Voss didn't mean to moan his name in a crowded elevator, She didn't mean to press her thighs together when his hand accidentally brushed her hip at a shareholders' dinner, And she certainly didn't mean to end up pinned against his penthouse window at midnight, silk torn, breath gone, body trembling with something she'd never felt before and would never fully recover from. Dorian Ashveil is not a good man, He is a vampire built on cruelty, charm, and the kind of hands that knows exactly how deep to go before a woman snaps. He doesn't do relationships, He does ownership. But Seraphine is the one woman he cannot buy, cannot scare, and cannot get out of his blood, no matter how many times he fills her to the edge of reason and leaves before dawn. She's his enemy's daughter, His secret obsession, And the one orgasm he cannot stop chasing. UNTIL ONE DESIRE BECAME HIS UNDOING

DELAYED NOT DENIAL: LOVE IN THE SPOTLIGHT Massimo Sterling is control itself—an untouchable heir built on silence, image, and perfection. But behind that carefully maintained empire is Gemini, the one truth he keeps out of sight. Not because he doesn’t matter, but because he matters too much to be seen. Gemini is done being hidden. Every stolen moment, every public step back from Massimo, every erased presence in front of the world has become unbearable. If Massimo won’t acknowledge him openly, Gemini is ready to force the truth into the light—even if it destroys everything between them. Then comes the scandal. A public relationship announcement leaks, placing Massimo beside someone else. The internet erupts not in confusion, but rejection. Because to the world, Massimo only belongs with one person. “MASSIMO ONLY BELONGS WITH GEMINI—THIS IS WRONG!” “BRING BACK MASSIMO AND GEMINI!” “THIS PAIRING FEELS FAKE.” “THEY’RE ERASING GEMINI FROM THE STORY.” What was meant to stabilize his image turns into a global refusal of the narrative. As pressure builds from family, fans, and empire expectations, control begins to collapse. Massimo is forced to choose between the legacy he built and the person he never stopped choosing in silence. Because this was never denial. It was a countdown to truth. And when it breaks open, nothing stays hidden, not love, not consequence, not them.

Ah, a new reader is it? I welcome you to my grand library. I hope your stay is entertaining and fulfilling. Dean Kasanagh is a hollow shell. A broken man. A hero who cannot save anyone. Trapped in an endless library, he is forced to experience the tragic lives of the characters written within it's many books over and over again. In this tale, he hopes to reunite with his friends and rescue them from Mount Moore Monastery, an ancient fortress and place of worship far away from modern civilization. It is a palce where old ghosts linger and the heavy hand of religion controls the lives of it's population. Will he survive the frozen mountainous winter and the mad cults within the monastery to save his friends? Or will he perish, crushed under the weight of his own guilt and karma? Have you not been paying attention? His enemy is the author, the world itself. There will be no peace for him, not as long as I hold the pen. Do the characters in this tragic tale deserve their fates? I will leave that conclusion to you, dear reader. Please read without reservation, for this is a tale without end.

What would you do if you died as a con man, only to wake up in a land ruled by gorgeous, extravagantly curvy beastwomen? Stefan thought he had escaped hell when a mysterious Lust System offers him a second chance at life. He was wrong. He has only sixty days to complete enough missions to pay for his borrowed life. Fail, and his soul will be dragged straight to hell. The missions sound simple; Build a harem, spread the influence of the Lust God, Make powerful beastwomen submit to his charm. Easy, right? Wrong. These beastwomen have never cared about romance or sex. They spend their lives hunting monsters, fighting wars, and dancing around bonfires after victory. And in their land, the few men around are slaves who they captured from war. Stefan will have to work very hard to complete his missions. Maybe going to hell would have been the easier option...

"..but I'm going to abort the child" Gulf said coldly "What!!.." Mew shouted "Don't you understand? I can't risk my husband knowing that I cheated on him with you mistakenly and now carrying your child" Gulf shouted "I understand but please don't abort my child, I promise to be with you throughout the pregnancy and after you give birth I will take my child and go far way" pleaded Mew . "Fine but don't do anything stupid, I don't want to ruin my marriage, I love my husband..after child birth take your child away, understood?? Gulf asked "Yes, understood..thanks a lot Gulf, it means so much to me" Mew said gratefully

They held each other's gaze. Neither of them spoke. Yet somehow, they both rose at the same time, as though silence itself had made the decision for them. "Follow me," he said with a quiet certain command. Emilia should have refused. She knew she should. She was done with men. However when she made that decision earlier today, she never included the name before her. Just one orgasm wouldn't hurt. Her feet carried her after him before reason could catch up. They crossed the hushed corridor without another word. The carpet softened every footstep until the entire hotel seemed to disappear around them. He stopped before a suite at the end of the hall. Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a keycard and slid it through the reader. A soft green light flashed, and the lock clicked. He opened the door and stepped aside rather than entering first. "You don't have to come in," he said, meeting her eyes. "If you walk away now, I'll never stop you." ............. .... He was supposed to be a stranger. One unforgettable night with no names, no promises, and no tomorrow. After catching her boyfriend in bed with another woman on the same day she received a full scholarship to Blackwood University, twenty-year-old Emilia Hayes swore she'd never let another man close enough to break her. Then she met him. Older. Mysterious. Dangerously self-assured. A man whose touch lingered long after sunrise, and whose quiet eyes saw straight through the pieces of her she'd tried so desperately to hide. She walked away believing she'd never see him again, until the first day of class. The stranger who stole a single night from her past is standing at the front of the lecture hall. Professor Adrian Ashford. Cold, untouchable, and pretending they have never met. However, Adrian isn't just a professor. Behind the tailored suits and controlled smiles lies a billionaire CEO working undercover to expose the corruption poisoning Blackwood University from within. Falling for one of his own students was never part of the plan. Now every stolen glance is dangerous. Every lingering touch is forbidden. Every secret threatens to destroy them both. Someone knows why Adrian is really at Blackwood, and they'll do anything to keep the truth buried. In a university built on lies, one reckless night may become the greatest mistake, or the only thing worth fighting for. Some strangers are meant to be forgotten while others change your life with just one night. .......... Not a fan of graphic sex scenes? please scroll. If you're a fan, come and bring your fantasies to life. Rated: R20.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"