Book Love Scenes Novels & Stories

She flipped it open to a random page, curious to see what was inside. She skimmed a few lines and quickly closed it again, a faint smile on her lips. “Looks like he really read this book,” she murmured under her breath, setting it on the bed. The page she’d opened to describe a sexual scene: the protagonist caressing the other character’s intimate parts in a not-at-all-discreet location. The image brought back exactly what Adam had done to her in the dining room—the bold touch, the risk, the pleasure that had left her trembling. Heat rose through her body again just from the memory.

My fingers tug his dark brown hair as I come. I don't want to exaggerate like all the romance novels I’ve read, you know with the whole multiple orgasms, countless rounds of hot wild sex with the gorgeous male lead, jeez it's too good to be true. Every time I read those novels I was like, urgh this author is a fucking liar. But with him, and the sex we've always had, let's say I stan those exaggerations. And two hours is not definitely not enough. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He asks when we’re lying on the floor next to the digital fireplace; we’ve moved after the first round in front of the main entrance.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

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 say hiding the book behind me. "Okay now, I obviously have to know." He says with a smirk. "It's nothing," I say smiling. "Oh it's something. Oh my God it's Porn?" He says flat out laughing now. "No it's not, I say. It's a romance novel with occasional sex scenes." I say explaining. He reaches out and collects the book from hand. "It's say erotica right here, so it's obviously porn." He says laughing. "Okay maybe it's an erotic romance book." I say with a blush creeping up my neck.

Except this one had pictures in it. My fingers grabbed a handful of pages and I flipped open the book. The picture that caught my eye was of what appeared to be a woman lying on the lap of a man, while a man had his head buried in the crook of her neck. Except that her neck was covered in red, which I assumed to be blood. I flipped the page and was met with a picture of a woman and man seeming to be making love. He was above her and she had her legs wide open. Her neck was still bloody and the man's fangs were dripping in her blood.

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.

X18+ ahead please, if you're not comfortable with such scenes, skip it! This is a dark romance book. Damon plundered Neah's lips like a hungry beast. Lifting her up in his arms as Neah wrapped her legs around his waist, his fingers brushes towards her back as he caresses the soft skin. "Hmmm Dam-- Damon~~"Neah said with shaky and unsteady breaths. Her hands ran through into his soft silky black hair as she moaned into his lips.

If Malik felt the same way, he must understand why I had to leave my room to find something better than a nonfiction book on the Love pack. Then he holds up the book he had chosen, and I yelp. A man held a naked woman against him, her private areas covered primarily by only a thin veil of silk fabric. His face was by her neck, as she clung to his back, that was enveloped by a thin sheen of sweat. Clearly, they are amidst the throes of passion, or close to it. Large font pronouncing something I didn't want to consider suggested what kind of book he had produced. Some sort of raunchy, sexy romance novel.

Either ways, my Charles was just enough for me and I love him so much! I fixed my gaze on the book I held in my left hand, but my mind was far away from it. It was a thrilling romance story. Each word I read reminded me of him, each sex scene, it reminded me of when we both did it together. I was beginning to feel a tingling sensation between my thighs. I couldn't hold it anymore, I really needed to be touched down there! “Oh Fuck!” I moaned loudly, as I read a line that swept my brains away.