Adult Romance Short Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

Also, if you’d like to read a sneak peek of my next werewolf romance fantasy collection, just scroll down. Your very tired and poor writer, Nymeria Yennefer Roisin ###### Sneak Peek at my upcoming werewolf fantasy stories collection, There’s an Alpha in my Bed: An Affair of Roses Dying is less complicated than loving. I learned that the hard way. “But Prince Gerome...we’re engaged, right?” My voice broke into a sob. “We’ve been together for five years. The Northern Fae and the Red Dragons have been in alliance for centuries, and our union will make our two kingdoms stronger. Breaking our engagement could result in war!”

he said he and accelerated the exit into me. "Ohhh" "Ugh ugh" "fuck you delicious ugh" "ohh shif faster" "tight tight you ugh" "Ohhh" "Ahh Ahh Ahh" "ugh" "fuck your tight" You hear nothing in the room but a whole growl and a moan. A moment later we were both reached our orgasm. "I love you" I said "I love you too and the starry night witness how much I love you" he said. end :)

I barely even came. My second boyfriend tried to “fix me” like I was a problem to solve. He lasted five days before I got tired of pretending I was normal. But even in those five days, I was already craving something deeper than what he could give. And I hate to say this, but hell no, he has the tiniest dick I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Believe me, his dick was about the same size as my nipples when they’re aroused. My third boyfriend said I was draining him. I told him I wasn’t the one begging for distance every time things got real.

My stomach became warm, and my breath grew short. This was not a joke anymore. This was a test, a dare, a fire, that I didn’t want quench. Then the woman brushed her lips over mine, and kissed me. It was soft at first, then firmer. Her lips tasted like wine and smoke. My eyes closed gently and my body was melting into hers. Adrian was groaning loudly behind me, and that made my whole body throb. I pulled back and I was panting. I turned to look at Adrian and his lips were wet. His eyes were wide open, the man was still close, and his hand was still holding Adrian’s jaw.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth. “Ah, fuck yes. Don't stop that,” I breathed helplessly, loving the way my insides burned with need. Ace kept at his current movement, not relenting with the push and pull of my seam. My breathing fastened and my eyes closed as I focused on the way my shorts rubbed against my slits. “Ah–ah, please please, I'm–” Before the words could escape my lips, Ace released his grip on my seam, spanking me right after. My core clenched and unclenched as the wave of disappointment crashed over my body.

“Look at me.” Our eyes locked as he slid back inside me. This time it was slower and more desperate. His forehead pressed against mine as I wrapped my legs around his waist, nails digging into his back. “I’m keeping you, Aria,” he said in between thrusts. “Say you’re mine.” “I’m yours,” I gasped. “I’m yours, Damien.” He came with a deep groan, burying himself to the fullest as he filled me with his hot and thick cum. The warmth of him triggered one last trembling orgasm that left me sobbing in his arms.

Final] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: HAPPINESS & JUBILATION 💕 unknown pov💕 .. .. It’s been two years since the coming together of the Demon and vampire clan but Damien and Alisha decided to slow down in getting married.