Best Steamy Historical Romance Novels & Stories

She could taste her own arousal on his tongue, the intoxicating blend of their lust sending her spiraling. “Come for me, little one,” he rasped against her lips. “Let me feel you clench around my cock.” His command hurled her over the precipice, and she shattered, her body convulsing in rapture. Julian chased her over the edge moments later, muscles straining as he spilled deep inside her. They remained locked together for several heartbeats, still joined, breathing gradually steadying. Julian eased out of her with care, a lazy, contented smile touching his lips.

she decided, needing a distraction from the silence. She changed into a soft, sleeveless beige knit dress that fell to her mid-thigh. She got comfortable in the center of her large bed, propping her laptop on a pillow and scrolling through a streaming service, her boredom making her restless. She needed something immersive. Her cursor hovered over a popular, steamy historical drama known for its explicit scenes. “Perfect,” she chirped, clicking play.

“Twenty million dollars. That’s what I’ll pay you if you become my wife. Contract only. No emotions, no strings, no messy attachments. Just a deal that benefits us both.” Her lips parted, shock written all over her face. “You can’t be serious.” “Oh, I’m very serious,” I said, my voice calm but firm. “Think about it. Your fashion line is in ruins. Sponsors are running from you like you have leprosy." I turned walking back to my seat "But if I'm by your side, everything will change. They'll know you as the woman who tamed Alexander MaCarro, the city’s most powerful bachelor. You’ll have the platform and the money to build your empire.”

When did that even happen? He wasn’t fully hard when he pushed into me, but my walls clenched around him and he groaned, pressing his forehead against mine, locking eyes. We didn’t move. Just stared, both of us breathing heavy, suspended in the moment. "Dearest husband, would you fuck me now?" I whispered, feeling him twitch and thicken inside me. And fuck, it was the hottest thing I'd ever experienced. Yeah. Everything sinful in my life circled back to Adrian.

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As he gently pulled her towards him, she felt the warmth of his body against hers, a comforting presence in the midst of their heated encounter. The bathroom, their private haven, was filled with their shared breaths and the soft murmur of their whispers. As Lucas leaned in, his lips meeting Louisa's in a passionate embrace, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just them, lost in their world of shared love and desire. As their bodies moved in rhythm, the steam around them seemed to rise, creating a veil that shielded them from the world outside. Their hearts beat in unison, their bodies entwined in a dance of love and passion that was as steamy as the bathwater that surrounded them.

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* My mind floods with filthy images of Damien above me in bed, growling low in my ear as he pounds into me, his dick swelling, teeth grazing my neck, claiming me as his Omega while I scream his name and beg for mercy. I’m so turned on I can barely stand. My thighs are slippery. My clit is throbbing. I’m seconds away from excusing myself to the bathroom just so I can rub one out. Mia grins and grabs my arm. “Come on, let’s get you a drink before you melt. You look like you need one.” As she pulls me toward the bar, I feel Damien’s heavy gaze on my body fighting for control. This cruise hasn’t even properly started yet, and I’m already drowning in lust.

Her breast pressed to his chest, one hand held her by the waist while the other squeezed her a*s as they french kissed. Regardless of what I was seeing, I continued to turn the pages, it was hard not to. And there were even more breath-taking sensual images as I went on. My breathing changed. I felt it—low and steady—that slow bloom of heat building in my stomach. My thighs pressed together instinctively, and my grip on the glossy pages tightened.

Ida gasped into the kiss as Anton's rough palms settled on her hips, and her thumbs traced the waistband of her underwear. “Pretty,” Lydia breathed from across the table. The silk robe had fallen open completely, her breasts bared, and her hand sliding between her thighs. “Julius, look at what you brought us.” Julius rounded the table. His hands found Ida's face, tilting her away from Amelie's mouth, and he kissed her, his tongue tasting of wine and something darker. “You're so beautiful,” he murmured against her lips. “I've wanted this. Wanted them to have you.”