Best Adult Romance Series Novels & Stories

"Tell us how it feels, Adrian. Being used by the women who really run this company." "It feels dangerous," I gasped between licks. "And addictive. I should not be doing this but I need more of your sweet pussies." Bethany watched us, her elegant dress already partially open. She leaned down and kissed me deeply when Betsy lifted for a moment. "You are doing so well, cousin. I have wanted you for years. Right now, I have you exactly where I need you." They rotated smoothly. Betsy took Nadia's place on my cock sinking down with a throaty moan. Her voluptuous body felt incredible, heavy and soft as she rode me with powerful strokes. Nadia took her turn on my face grinding her pussy against my t

"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.

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure. Maybe the difference is that this is an erotic romance, and a kinky one at that? I jump up and try to snatch the book away from him, but it’s too late. He opens it at my bookmark, and begins to read out loud in a rich voice, like he’s reading Shakespeare. Oh, god. It’s the part where the hero gives the heroine a sexy spanking. Hearing Daddy read it is so embarrassing. Embarrassing, yet hot. My face burns, and I squirm from humiliation and horniness, pressing my thighs clo

Too tired, they decide to open the presents piled up in their closets the next day. Meanwhile, Austin and Bella are washing their bodies with warm water. The two married couples are phenomenal for their boundless romance. So many young couples look up to them as role models for how to treat their partners. Where you have to love with honesty, and honesty is the cornerstone of their romance. "Husband, I'm worried about Arion. Is he in some kind of trouble?" Bella leaned against her husband's chest. Meanwhile, Austin hugged his wife's body from behind. He leaned back in the bathtub while his hands didn't stop playing with his wife's breasts.

I start writing a list of child-friendly things that could be made using the benches in the café as workstations and once I have ten things I am happy with I move on to my next option. This would be for older kids and people just starting out with baking. I try to think of easy recipes that can be made without the need for a mixer, using just a bowl instead, and once have a few things in mind I move on to my final option; the masterclasses. I decide that these will be aimed at adults mostly who can already bake basic sponges and cakes but want to try more complicated recipes. These would need to be in the evenings once the café was shut so that I could set up proper workstations complete wit

Edward handled most of them while I restocked shelves and learned the layout. Around two, a woman came in looking for a specific dark romance. "Do you have anything like Butcher & Blackbird?" she asked. "I just finished it and I need something similar." Edward looked at me. "Maliya?" I stepped forward. "Have you read Haunting Adeline? Or the Broken Bride series? They've got similar dark romance vibes with morally gray love interests." Her face lit up. "I haven't read either of those. Where are they?" I led her to the romance section, pulled both books, gave her quick summaries.

He licked her helix, trailing his lips down to her neck and sucking intently on it. Then he looked at her eyes, and without taking away his gaze, he made his erect c**k to slide into her horny p**sy. Loren screamed passionately, as his huge d**k expanded her tight pussy. It was a wonder that a woman of her age was as sweet as a teenager. Her money had taken care of her so well that most men would prefer her to a younger person. The more Caleb's tip hit Loren's base, the more she moaned, and the more pleasure occupied the both of them.

“No controlling who I see or speak to. No locking me away in some penthouse like a porcelain doll. And I get a say in our public image—I don’t want to play the ice queen while you parade around like a brooding god.” He chuckled darkly. “Brooding god?” “You wear it like a second skin.” Their eyes locked again. The energy between them sizzled—half challenge, half seduction. She was fire. He was flint. And this marriage was going to spark every inch of it. Sebastian closed the distance between them, one hand coming to rest on her hip. “And behind closed doors?” Her breath hitched. “What about it?” “I don’t do cold marriages. I don’t do pretend.” His voice dropped, husky and firm. “If you’re in

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.