Novel & Cerita Best Forbidden Romance Books

8. LISA Preye's words hung in the air like thick smoke after our intense session. “Lisa… can we… can we have a threesome with Dave?” I pulled back slowly from between her thighs, my face still shiny with her juices, staring at her in surprise. My heart was racing. “Oh my god… you really just said that?” She nodded, cheeks flushed, eyes dark with a mix of lust and nervousness. “Yes… why not? I don’t like fucking college boys here at school. It gets too messy. But a hotel… that could be nice. Private. No one would know.”

He licked his lips, still looking. I looked down and realized my nipples had already hardened beneath the fabric. “Say you want us, baby sister, and we'll have you so weak you won't be able to walk again,” Devon said, smacking my ass. The sound echoed through the silent basement. “No. I'm your big sister.” I still protested, but my voice was weak. I had never been involved in a threesome, and I had always told myself I never would be. But with them around, I didn't know if I could keep that promise.

“Don’t tell me this is your first time?” “It is,” I admitted. My parents were church elders, deeply rooted in purity culture, where alcohol was forbidden and virtue was prized above all else. Twenty-one years old, and I had never tasted a drop of liquor, and never felt a man’s touch beyond a hug. “There’s always a first time,” he said gently, pouring red wine into the glasses. The first sip made me wince—it was sweet at first, then sharp, the taste blooming strangely across my tongue. It burned just enough to feel new, but underneath, it warmed me, like a temporary relief.

I trembled when his lips fell to the base of my neck. Truth be told, I had enjoyed every sizzling moment with him. It was so different. Perhaps that was why it was called a sin and a taboo. And that was the reason I couldn't sleep a wink, the memories replayed itself for a million times. And I wanted him again but I couldn't bring myself to do so. Logic was useless to me. I was fighting against him while emotion was gaining ground. Uncle Wilton turned me on in way other man had ever done.

Taboo | Age-gap | Obsession | Billionaire Romance |Mother ex-boyfriend Trigger Warnings: Power imbalance, obsession, emotional manipulation . . . The elevator whispered its way to the top floor, silent and smooth like a predator stalking prey. Joy Knox shifted from one leg to the other, leather duffel bag pressed against her hip, trying not to breathe too hard. She hated the way the mirrored walls caught her reflection, tired eyes rimmed in smudged eyeliner, cherry-stained lips parted like she was already halfway to begging.

“Shouldn’t come in? Shouldn’t tell you how fucking hard it is to keep my hands off you? You kissed me back, Malia so don’t bother pretending.” “That was…” she stammered, hugging the book against her chest like it was armor. “That was a mistake.” I smirked, climbing onto the edge of her bed, ignoring the way she shrank back against the headboard. “Funny. It didn’t feel like a mistake, it felt like you finally stopped lying to yourself.” Her chest rose and fell too fast. I could see it in her eyes, panic tangled with want. “You’re making this harder than it has to be.”

Readers should be aware of explicit sexual content, intense BDSM themes with a focus on power imbalance, graphic depictions of physical and psychological domination, extreme kink practices including bondage, cock torture, edging, sounding, electro-stimulation, fisting, watersports, double penetration, nipple clamping, ball busting, and deep throat training, strong verbal degradation and humiliation, potential triggers related to authority figures and forced submission in a fantasy context, public exposure risks, sensory overload from sweat and bodily fluids, emotional distress from forbidden dynamics, and the presence of prolonged overstimulation and post-orgasm continuation, all of which ma

The moment he offered me his room, I knew I would be fucking doomed. He is so hot, sexy, and manly that every girl would wish him to be their man. But this attraction is forbidden, especially since I am so sure it’s not just a crush. It is more than it, more than what a normal college girl would feel for her best friend’s father. He is my best friend’s father, as I said, and he is already married. I should bury deep in my mind all the lustful thoughts I have.

I’d do anything to be far away from Ross. I can’t allow him to blackmail me, i can’t be living in fear, i can’t date someone i don’t love and break the heart of the one i love. No, i’m going to tell Josh about everything Ross had told me. I’m sure he’ll have a solution. Ross is such a terrible friend, he’s a terrible human. He doesn’t deserve to be loved. I hurry to my locker and shove all my books in it. I move backwards in a bid to close my locker when it slams shut. I flinch in fear and look beside me to sight Ross.

Even if it was a pleasurable occurrence for Cassandra of the past, they've come to realise how wrong it was in a third person's perspective. Falling in love with five people at the same time was tedious. All five falling in love with one girl was like a fairytale. To prevent from heartaches and heart breaks, this reverse harem was hence deemed Forbidden. The Forbidden Reverse Harem shall not continue.