Best Erotic Book Series Novels & Stories

"Come here, F." He crawled forward until he was beside the chair. I reached out and wrapped my hand around his shaft. It was hot and solid as steel, the skin like silk. I began to stroke him, my movements slow and deliberate, matching the rhythm of E's tongue. I was multitasking in the most exquisite way, my breath hitching as E found my clit and sucked, hard. "Fuck, E... just like that," I panted, my grip tightening on F. I was in heaven.

He must be feeling the same because his hands knead harder, his kisses get more feverish, and I can feel his hardness start to poke against my ass. First Guy captures my lips in his again, threading his fingers in my hair. His kiss is heated and urgent, turning me on faster than anyone has ever done. I’m the only one naked while both are still dressed. I can feel my wetness increasing, and my body starts aching for some relief. The air gets hotter, and I can feel his cock poking my lower belly. I’m sandwiched between cocks, and the thought alone makes me almost come.

A heavy hand slapped my ass, the sharp crack echoing. My mind spun. I felt like fresh meat. Like a toy designed purely for their satisfaction. The shame only made me wetter, my juices coated Damien’s tongue and dripped freely. They switched positions smoothly. Now Damien kissed me, deep and possessive, while Lucas knelt and buried his face between my thighs. Lucas ate me more aggressively, growling against my folds, as his stubble scraped deliciously against my sensitive skin. The contrast between their techniques drove me wild. I moaned loudly into Damien’s mouth, body jerking in the chains as fresh waves of need crashed through me.

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“Been watching you for weeks, Elena. Late nights. Empty apartment. The way you look over your shoulder like you’re waiting for something exciting to finally happen. You’re bored out of your fucking mind in that life.” Her stomach dropped. He knew her name. He’d been following her. “You’re crazy,” she whispered. “Maybe.” His hand slid down her side, possessive, thumb pressing into her hip. “But I saw the books on your shelf. The late-night searches. You read that dark shit. You touch yourself thinking about it. Don’t you?” Heat flooded her face. She tried to deny it but the words stuck. Kane’s knee pushed between her thighs, pressing against her through her skirt. She was wet. Fuck.

he asked he’s voice low and sexy “Mhmm” I said, nodding maintaining eye contact with his dark eyes. “Fuck Bri, let me watch you touch yourself “ he says as he slides my red panties off my body. He brings it up slowly taking a sniff of them. I quickly spread my legs wider giving him a view, I pick up the pace rubbing faster, my eyes never leaving his. I arch my back into my fingers as pleasure shoots throughout my body. “Fuckk” I moan breathlessly as I feel heat building up in my stomach

My senses heightened as he carried me in his arms and laid me against the couch. “Spread your legs for me.” I don't know why I was doing this, but his eyes... I couldn't stop. I opened them wide, letting him in. He started to kiss me gently, from my abdomen until he almost reached his goal. His hands started to create friction against my clit. “Fuck... goodness... damn!” I started to spit the words out unconsciously. “Mr. Adrian,” I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well.

“And Evelyn? Wear whatever makes you feel like the filthy little obsession you are.” I left his office on unsteady legs, my thighs were filled with dried juice while I clutched the leather book like a dirty secret.That night in my dorm, I read the marked passages slowly, touching myself the entire time. The words blurred with my own fantasies, his fingers, his voice and the way he had commanded my orgasm like he already owned it.

Oh no. It was The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty. That book was on another level. Full-on adult scenes, way worse than Fifty Shades. It made Fifty Shades feel like a bedtime story for kids. I had only read two erotic novels in my life, and that was enough to decide they were not for me. I only finished Fifty Shades because it was the less intense one. I definitely was not planning to read something like this again. I quickly folded the bag closed and gasped, “Jaxon!”