Novel & Cerita Best Sex Scenes In Books

Trigger Warning — This chapter contains a detailed sex scene from Frey’s point of view. Viewer discretion advised. Frey “On your knees, little mate,” he said with predatory intent. “I want to see what magic you can perform for me tonight.” I submitted to him and grasped his engorged member, twirling my tongue around it. He let out a gasp, a growl as his eyes glinted in the dimly lit room. I ran my tongue down the base of his dick, tickling his balls with my fingers. He was at the edge of the bed and almost lost his balance when I took him into my mouth, inhaling his captivating fragrance. I sucked and stroked him in a to and fro motion, feeling him vibrate under my restorative delight. His d

I break off, flushing with heat. His eyes darken. "Sex scene?" My throat tightens, making it impossible to swallow. "I was going to say it." He leans back, resting his hands behind his head. "I suppose your right, but don't you ever read it and want them to just get to it already, that it's obvious they want each other." "Didn't know you read romance." My accusatory tone makes him smile. The thought of Hale laying in his bed with this particular book open, reading through the graphic scene makes my toes curl.

Rosie There's only one word I can use to describe this: torture. Maybe even soft p**n. Every scene playing out in front of me feels like it's been ripped from one of my dark romance books-the same ones I stash deep in my closet and read under the covers with trembling fingers. But never, not in a million fantasies, did I ever imagine I'd actually watch one play out live. I've spent countless cold nights curled beneath my sheets, fingers moving slowly over my slick folds, imagining some fictional alpha male whispering filth in my ear. But this... this is different.

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

I’ve never once tripped over him. “Why, hello to you too.” Lucas looks back down at the book. “Have you read this one? I find this passage very exhilarating.” His voice is slow and breathy, and if I didn’t like books so much, I’d pull it from his cold, dead hands and hit him over the top of the head with it. “I haven’t yet, but if you’re going to crack the spine, you better be buying it.” “Yet? Then I will buy it and will think of you when I finish this sex scene.” He flips the page. “You know, I’ve heard women complain that sex in real life is never as good as it is in books. Obviously, they’ve never been fucked by a vampire.”

“But I think we need to slow down a little and try something new together. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” She reached for the remote and turned on the large TV in their bedroom. She opened a hidden folder and selected a video. The screen lit up with two gorgeous women locked in an intense scissoring position — their pussies pressed tightly together, sliding and grinding in slow, wet circles. Their moans were loud, breathy, and real. One woman was on top, rolling her hips in perfect figure-eights while the other arched her back and gripped her thighs, their swollen clits rubbing visibly with every slippery movement.

I moaned into his mouth, my hands sliding down to grasp his belt, pulling him closer until I could feel the hard, thick ridge of his cock pressing against my stomach. He broke the kiss, his breath hot against my lips. "You look like you've been badly behaved, Delilah. Your eyes are glazed, your chest is heaving... you're practically vibrating." He slid his hand down my back, gripping my ass and hoisting me up. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, the sheer silk of my slip bunching up around my hips. As I pressed myself against him, I felt the wetness of my pussy soak through the thin fabric, transferring the slickness of Richard's seed onto Ethan's trousers.

You must read, so you'll know what we know. Loving books as she did, Madeleine had soon forgotten her disappointment. The private library was a wondrous hoard of knowledge, and as arousing in its way as the long, shared hours of yesterday. Each book was a classic of pornography. As she read — and read and read and read - Madeleine soon grew both learned and fevered. Every picture seemed to remind her of the touch of Delrina’s lips, or the way Laurelina’s fingertips could seek out, and find, the most discreet and receptive of pleasure-nodes, then tantalise them to the very edge of madness. Every line or paragraph of uncensored prose seemed to conjure up the taste of Nadia’s sweat.

Of course I spent a good portion of the night worrying about his mom waking up and looking out her kitchen window and seeing me on my knees with Jake pounding away inside me. Sex is unlike anything I could've ever imagined, it's ten times better than in the books. The books couldn't describe that feeling you get when your husband looks into your eyes while he's buried deep inside you and says 慖 love the fuck out of you'. Or the way he loses control and his body takes over and his nostrils flare as a red splash of color appears on his cheeks while he's cumming inside you. "What're you smiling at beautiful?" I reached up on tiptoe and kissed his cheek. "I'm just happy that's all."