Ariana Grande Erotica Novels & Stories

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

It wasn’t a gentle kiss. The client touched him anywhere and everywhere, lips still entangled as their tongues battled for dominance, exploring their mouths. Jace’s fingers tugged gently at his client’s brown hair that seemed wet as though he’d just had a shower, a faint hint of shampoo in it. Jace’s back arched with pleasure as his client found his way into his shirt, twisting and pinching his nipples gently, and the friction produced by his calloused fingers were just right, fueling the sensation as Jace’s eyes rolled back.

Ryder wasn't just using his tongue, he was conducting a symphony of filth against her nerve endings. They were buried deep under the thick, weighted duvet, a private cavern that smelled of sweat, salt, and the heavy, metallic musk of her own relentless arousal. The heat was stifling, the oxygen thin, but Ruth-Ann didn't care. She felt like a goddess atop a throne of sin, her body vibrating with a raw, electric hunger that five hours of climaxing hadn't even begun to sate.

Just let Michael’s provocative tune take care of all of the naughty biz for you. Pony,” by Ginuwine R&B hit-maker Ginuwine turned his song, “Pony,” into iconic slow jam of '90s soul, but—we have to say—it was Channing Tatum and his body rolls as male stripper Magic Mike that turned the tune into the sex anthem of the 21st century. Adore,” by Cashmere Cat feat. Ariana Grande Ariana Grande lends her breathy, sexy sound to an EDM track about taking a relationship out of the friend zone and into the bedroom. It’s a single off the Eclectic Dining album from Cashmere Cat, one of Grande’s frequent collaborators. And it’s worthy of the replay button.

Ariana arched her back and thrust into me, her body desperate for my trust. I held her two hands above her head with one hand and she let out a loud moan as I bit one of her nipples gently. She squirmed under me and I continued kissing her body, working my way down to her hips. I kissed them softly and caressed her thighs softly. With a loud moan, Ariana parted her thighs, raising one leg up, an invitation to me. I nibbled her earlobe one more time and then undressed. We were both naked now and I let go of Ariana's hands. She held onto me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist.

"God… Riri… that's — ahh — please…" "Call me Eris," came the command again, cold and sharp as glass. Aria's breath caught. "Eris…" The name seemed to awaken something in the dream — in Eris. The very space around them pulsed, reality bending inward as Aria broke again, her back arching high off the bed as pleasure surged through her like a flood. She cried out, sobbing her goddess's name as her body seized and trembled in Eris's arms. "That's it," Eris whispered against her throat, voice honeyed frost. "That's my love. Cum for me again."

Ariana was already lost in pleasure before her walls were passionately invaded by his tongue, she was a shivering mess, crying from the immense desire and shaking violently whiles pulling Caddaric’s hair, as she released. Caddaric lifted her legs, placing them on either side of his shoulders, whiles he thrust into her with his full length, another wave of pleasure shot through her, and she cried and moaned. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she kept moaning whiles angling her waist to meet his hard thrusts. Every slam went directly to her G-spot, carrying the silent message. She was his and no other man should come close to her. Ariana had bitten more than she could chee and now, she was so e

Arnica raises her head from the pillow and gazes at me, her hand discreetly moving up and down within her silky pyjama pants, right between her thighs. I watch, mesmerized, as she lifts her ass up and a soft, sweet, melodious moan departs her lips. My breaths quicken, and I feel myself getting hard as she spreads her legs wider and slides her other hand under the waistband. I should turn around and slam the door behind me, but I find it impossible to tear myself away; away from the erotic scene unfolding before me.

"Late show again. I pick the movie." His eyes darkened with interest. "Yeah? What you got in mind, Ari?" I showed him my phone, the listing for a hardcore erotica film—explicit, no holding back, the kind with intense scenes that would make anyone blush. "This one. On purpose." He laughed low, pulling me on top of him. "You're turning into a little freak. I love it. Let's go."