Best Sapphic Romance Novels & Stories

Goosebumps immediately rushed my skin and my nipples stiffened through the yellow fabric of my bra. “He let your fine ass come out alone to play? Brave man. That’s what’s up...” I bit my bottom lip so hard I could taste her flesh becoming metallic. “Hmm. He did.” “So, do you want to play, lady? Because I’d love to play with you.” I took some deep breaths. If I was going to do this, this man seemed like the right guy to do it with. He was beautiful, with a beautiful dick to match. I was sure that he could fuck me until I saw stars.

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

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

“Are you sure you want to use this transformation serum?” Edna grabbed Allure’s wrist, stopping her from drinking the contents of the vial. “I mean, Prince Regan has never met Lily. So, it’s impossible that he would recognise her. Even if he does, that Lycan Prince won’t mind the swap. After all, being married to the legitimate daughter of Alpha Rhysand is more profitable than marrying the daughter of a maid. Why go to such lengths just for the sake of a political marriage?”

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

I did not have the energy to take out the trash and rid myself of that torture. I stared at the book that rested just beyond my reach on the bedside table. It was a sequel to the romance novel that I had been reading at Andrew’s second home when Chevalier ambushed Jeffrey and me. In this one, Sapphire and Raphael were trying to escape from Beelzebub’s boss, Lucifer himself.

He’d learned all this from the auto biography we were all required to submit to the Sanctum before any of us could be considered by any of the sex gods. "Tell me why." "I wanted to know what it feels like." "What what feels like?" "Being fucked by a god." His smile is slow and devastating. "And you picked me specifically. Why not Priapus? He's popular with women who want marathon sessions. Why not Luxuria? She's excellent at awakening hidden desires." "The reviews said you're the best." "At what?" "Making women come."

She begins to chant, and I kiss her again to shut her up. “I’m gonna make you come so many times you never apologize again. You’ll beg me to stop.” I snap, and she explodes, squeezing down on my cock. I pause, waiting for the relaxation of her muscles so I can move again. I’ve never fucked someone so damn responsive. So easily triggered by everything. And I never want to stop, this is addicting. I smirk, kissing the side of her flushed face. “That’s three. How many more can I ring out of you?”

Valerius whispered, his hands sliding down to grip Julian's glutes, pulling him flush against his own hardening length. The night devolved into a symphony of friction and wet sounds. Dominic had moved Seraphina to the oversized velvet armchair, her silver dress hiked up to her waist. He was kneeling between her legs, his face buried in the silk of her inner thighs. "You taste like sin, Seraphina," he growled, his voice muffled by her flesh. He used his tongue with a brutal, rhythmic precision, swirling around her clitoris until she was thrashing in the chair, her heels digging into the velvet.

Mitch and Hans watched, stroking themselves as they waited. “Yassy,” Devon murmured. “You love this, don't you? Do you know how long we have fantasized about making you our little whore.” “Oh fuck…Devon…please—!” “Please what? Say it.” “Please fuck me harder—make me come!” He slammed in, grinding his pubic bone against my clit. “I’m gonna come again,” I sobbed. “Then come, Yassy,” Hans snarled. “Come all over my cock.”