Best Spicy Romance Novels Novels & Stories

It was spicy and overly showy, Rosa tried not to sneeze, he really was nothing like axel, It was in that moment that she realised the feelings she was beginning to have for her boss. It was impossible! The world didn’t work like that, only Mills and Boons had people falling in love as quickly as they dropped their knickers. No, she wasn’t in love with Axel but certainly felt something towards him and it frightened Rosa.

How disgusting. Waiting for Marissa to make dinner, I read a romance novel from my favorite author in my room. Spread across the bed on my stomach, I start to fantasize that the characters in my book are Dean and I and we are in the middle of passionate love making. Overheating and wetting myself, I get off the bed and strip.

His breath was fire against my skin. Damian’s body pinned me to the mattress, his grip bruising, his movements relentless. His scent clouded my senses, flooding my lungs, drowning me in him. His lips crushed mine, a kiss that wasn’t gentle. It was raw, possessive, claiming every gasp, every moan, every last shred of resistance I had left. I arched beneath him, my fingers digging into the taut muscles of his back, nails raking against his burning skin. His body was a furnace, hard and unyielding, pressing me deeper into the silk sheets.

Mirabel’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled. “‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’” Riven growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.

When he finds the spot that makes my knees buckle, I cry out. “Ahhhh..” “There it is,” he praises. “Moan for me, baby. Let me hear how much you love it.” “Ahh….Jax….oh God—” His second finger joins the first one, scissoring carefully, stretching me open. It burns in the best way. He works me for what feels like forever in slow thrusts, curling, rubbing that spot until I’m shaking and begging. “Please.I need you inside me….please—”

Greetings To You, Good Readers: How are you? Hope you are doing good? So good to have you here, it means you are already loving the ride. Thanks! Do you love hot romance book? With sassy characters and scenes that will cause butterflies to swell in your tummy? Or you are the type that doesn't like this quick-quick light romance. Eat Me is for YOU! It has everything stored to make your day, weekend, holidays fun and exciting. This book will be edited as soon as it has been completed but so you know, the upper coming chapters are properly edited.

“Order the same food as the table next to ours. The same food as the table next to theirs? Sirius cast a glance at Carol’s table, and he was shocked. They had ordered only spicy food… He hated spicy food… Sirius gave Boaz a signal. “Don’t go all wild on the spicy with me. Once you order the same food as Carol and Myka, order some non-spicy food for me.” But Boaz did not listen to him and handed the menu back to the server. “Titus likes spicy food, so just give us the same food as the table next to ours.”

I can feel that warmth deep inside me, it feels like sweet jitters in my belly each time I think about him. God, the way he licked me, slow at first, then faster, like he knew exactly what my body needed, even when I was clueless. The way he called me ‘Diana’ with that deep voice that weakens my knees. I suddenly bite my lips, my hands already tracing the skin on my chest. My nipples are hard as stone and my heart is racing a little too faster than normal. How the fuck do I make it stop? How do I stop desiring a man I'm not married to?