Best Sapphic Romance Books Novels & Stories

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

The apartment was quiet except for the occasional creak of the old building. Sometime in the middle of the night I woke to her hand sliding between my legs again. I was already wet. She kissed the back of my neck while her fingers worked my clit in slow circles. I pushed back against her, grinding into her hand. She slipped two fingers inside me from behind and fucked me with steady strokes. The angle made every thrust press against that sensitive spot inside. I came quietly, biting the pillow to muffle the sound, my body shuddering in her arms.

She arrogantly announced, "It was me. She tried to copy me; she even had surgery to look like me and lure you in. I just destroyed what wasn't hers!" Felix's eyes reddened, his hands pressing against my chest. He managed to force some water out of my mouth. Seeing how frantic he was, Darcy stomped her foot in frustration. She assumed I was just a petty gold-digger, trying to gain Felix's sympathy. But she couldn't afford to fall out with him. Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your sid

Her words were breathy, laced with devotion, but he only smirked, that dark obsession flickering in his gaze as he positioned his thickening shaft in the deep valley of her cleavage. With a low groan, Francis thrust forward, the veined length disappearing into the warm, pillowy embrace of her breasts. The friction was immediate and intoxicating, her skin so silky against his rigid flesh, compressing around him like a custom-made vice. He squeezed harder, mashing her tits tighter, watching the head of his cock emerge from the top with each pump, bumping right against her parted lips. “Open that slutty mouth, angel. Kiss it. Worship the tip that’s gonna paint you white.”

Sophia's POV "What the fuck are you talking about?! Twenty years ago I wasn't even born! Are you crazy?!" I snapped angrily. "I am talking about my body, Sophia," Callan said, his tone turning smooth, deep, and deadly serious. "For twenty years, my sex life has been an absolute curse. Every woman I have ever touched, every woman I have ever tried to take to bed ended up screaming in pain, passing out from the unbearable discomfort, or bleeding so heavily I had to rush them to private surgeons. Do you have any idea what that does to a man?"

That night in her dorm, she touched herself, imagining his voice, fingers sliding through her wetness as she whispered his name. The second session was at his home office while his wife was away on business. The room smelled of old books and sandalwood. Zephyr wore a black button-down, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms. They delved into Sappho and Marvell, the conversation growing dangerously intimate. “You approach these texts like they’re dangerous,” he said, eyes darkening. “Bcos desire is dangerous and that’s the point.” When his hand rested on her knee, Rhiannon didn’t pull away. Instead, she whispered her growing confusion—how the poems made her body ache. Zephyr’s conflict w

"Not just sex, the way you talk to me, the way you move. I want to know more about you, Lucia. Not just how you sound when you come." I kissed him softly, still connected. "I want that too. But this is fast and risky." "Life’s risky." He thrust up gently. "Especially in Sicily. Storms, volcanoes, beautiful yoga teachers who make you lose control." I smiled and started riding him harder again. "Then lose control with me now. Come inside me again." Marco groaned, gripping my hips. "You’re going to ruin me." "Good." I bounced faster, grinding on every downstroke. "I’m close again, come with me."

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

“Prepare her for the sex battle and get her in the ring. I’ll be her opponent for the night. The winner gets to fuck his opponent senseless…without a condom.” *** Hello, everyone. This book will probably be released next month so anticipate!!! This time, I have taken note of all your complaints and corrections concerning my previous books and I promise that this one will be a work of art. It’s going to be a very dark romance, coupled with dangerous secrets, fiery pleasure, nail-biting suspense and most importantly, the sexiest Italian men ever written!! ANTICIPATE!!

Story Title: Forbidden Flames Author: FeyLume Genre: Forbidden Romance, Best Friend’s Brother, Secret Affair, Steamy Erotica Main Characters: • Sophia Reed – 24, bold, curvy, long auburn hair, fiery and playful but secretly vulnerable. • Marcus Kane – 32, best friend’s older brother, tall, muscular, dark hair, intense green eyes, dominant and protective. Blurb: One weekend at her best friend’s lake house turns into a sinful secret with the one man she can never have — her best friend’s dangerously hot older brother.