Black Steamy Romance Novels Novels & Stories

‎ ‎While she laid there, completely exposed to him, he pushed her legs apart and stared down at her cunt openly, his d**k dancing happily in his shorts. ‎ ‎"Aren't you married, Elena? Why is your p***y so wet for me? Naughty girl". Ryan said gruffly as he knelt between her spread legs. ‎ ‎Elena couldn't form a real answer as her head swam with need. She couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong, up and down, right or left. Is this another dream? She thought. Would it end all over again? Am I supposed to be enjoying this? ‎

Kayla's Pov. Alessia’s eyes were locked on me the entire time Blake and Nick were double-stuffing my holes. When they finally pulled out, leaving me gasping and leaking cum from both my pussy and ass, she crawled over like a predator. “Look at this pretty little church slut,” Alessia purred, her voice dripping with lust. “All dripping and messy… but still not satisfied, are you?” Before I could answer, she pushed me onto my back on the cum-stained couch. My legs fell open automatically, exposing my swollen, freshly-fucked pussy. Thick globs of Blake’s and Nick’s cum slowly oozed out of me.

Chapter 3 I lie sprawled on the black silk sheets, chest heaving as I fight to drag air into my scorched lungs. Every inch of me aches, delicious, terrible aches that refuse to fade. My thighs are sticky with Wren’s cum and my own slick, the evidence of how thoroughly he used me cooling against my skin. The scent of him still clings to everything: dark wine, woodsmoke, and that sharp metallic bite of blood that makes my stomach twist with fear and something far more shameful.

Izzy I sat there at the table with the girls, the bar noise buzzing around us while Vesper’s words kept replaying in my head. One of Riven’s teammates is gay and she had proof. Pictures, messages, the whole thing. I could use that. I could throw it in his face and make him admit he still wanted me instead of acting like a distant asshole. Or I could blackmail him into stopping the hot and cold game. But then what kind of person did that make me. I stared at my drink and turned the glass in my hands. Maybe I should just rise above it and not sink to his level. The thought made my stomach twist because rising above sounded weak right now.

His friend had almost coal-dark hair, and was deliciously muscled. Jeanie glanced down as she loaded the last washer, and let out a nearly silent sigh of relief. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her bra, and she was concerned that they might be visible through her top. Jeanie sat down and put her nose in the book that she’d brought with her, but knew from the moment that she opened it that it was a bad idea. The racy romance novel was the last thing that was going to distract her from the surge of arousal that had come over her. The bookmark sat right at the beginning of a heated coupling between the characters in the book.

She knows she shouldn't be proud, but she feels proud of herself even though it's wrong! She licked her lips upon hearing the man's heavy breathing, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on an end. Her body feels on fire as she grinds herself even more. She wrapped her arms around the man’s neck and his grip on her waist tightened, making her smile.

He kept stroking through it, milking every last drop out until his hand slowed and his breathing hitched into these shaky, uneven exhales. He didn’t give me time to think. His other hand fisted in my hair again, firm but not mean, tilting my head back so I had to look up at him. “Open,” he said, voice low and wrecked, eyes dark and locked on mine. I opened my mouth without arguing, lips parted, tongue flat, still tasting him on every breath. He brought the glass right to my lips, tilting it slow at first so I could feel the warmth of the mixture sliding over my tongue sweet milk, salty cum, all of it blended together in this filthy, warm rush.

My cock is moving of its own accord, pumping and churning inside her steamy cavern. Fueled by increasingly intense eruptions, her fiery pussy melts around my cock, engulfing and scorching me, as our bodies undulate together. We never break the kiss, our tongues being a critical part of our libidinous dance. Our passions build higher and higher, reaching a torturous peak, as our sweat-soaked bodies press together, writhing in harmony, until we reach the summit.

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

God, is that black hair curling through some of the openings between buttons? My thighs clench together all on their own and I gasp, because I've never felt that tug between my legs before. It's a warm, melting twist that doesn't end, only gets more intense as Cain puffs on a short cigar, releasing a steady stream of smoke toward the ebbing sunset.