Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Book Steamy Excerpt

“Change your mind about this?” Looking away from him, I rubbed my hands up and down my bare arms as if I was feeling suddenly cold. “No.” Ace smirked, his smoldering gaze boring holes in my being as he settled himself between my legs. “Ready for me, my innocent fiore?” ~~ AN If my steamy writing makes you uncomfortable, pls skip the next chapter coz its pure smut. Much love lj

Though suddenly I find her at my feet, with her open mouth , ready to clen my cock from those drops that had fallen. I shove it in, feeling my breath catch and choke in my throat. She cleans me well, with love and care. Then nonchalantly returns to accumulate in the position of the waning sun leaving me to see a dark stain that dampened the furrow between her buttocks. Slowly I admire the stain spreading and as I silently entered the room in reverse I go out of the door slightly ajar. Not a word I don't even know her name but the scent of her skin remains with me for a long time I go out into the illuminated avenue and light my last cigarette with my hands trembling at the thought of those b

The Harrington mansion felt like a damn haunted castle sometimes. I needed water or maybe something stronger. My body was still buzzing from Liam’s hands, his mouth, the way he’d pinned me down and whispered filthy shit in my ear. I was completely dick-whipped by my stepbrother. Life was wild. The kitchen lights were already on when I got downstairs. It made my stomach drop.. Liam stood at the massive marble island, shirtless again, drinking straight from a bottle of water. The tattoos on his arm and ribs looked even hotter under the warm lighting. He glanced up, eyes narrowing when he saw me.

(Lila's pov) The steam filled the bathroom thick and heavy as I stepped under the scorching spray. Mom was supposedly out running errands for most of the day, so I allowed myself to relax completely. I lathered my full breasts slowly, pinching and rolling my sensitive nipples while my mind replayed all the filthy things Daddy had done to me. My hand drifted lower between my thighs when the door suddenly opened. Mark stepped inside, already pulling his shirt off over his head, revealing his powerful chest and arms.

Book 16 His kisses burned against the sensitive skin of her neck, and Emma couldn’t lie to herself anymore; she was already wet, her body betraying her calculations as the heat of the private pool blurred the edges of her resolve. She knew exactly what would come next if she stayed in his arms, the inevitable surrender to his touch that she wasn't entirely ready to face.

**Chapter 2: Forbidden Games at Dinner** The rest of the reception passed in a haze for Elena. She smiled when expected, hugged distant relatives, and accepted congratulations on her mother’s new marriage, but her mind kept replaying the scene in the bathroom. Damien’s deep, gravelly voice moaning her name. The way his hand had moved over his thick cock. The dark hunger in his eyes when he caught her watching. Every time she thought about it, a fresh wave of heat pulsed between her thighs, making her press her legs together under the flowing emerald dress.

“Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.” We moved to a dark corner booth, away from prying eyes. The moment we sat down, his mouth was on mine….hungry, demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his big hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into the kiss, straddling his thigh and grinding my dripping core against the hard muscle there. The friction against my clit made me whimper. “Fuck, you’re burning up,” he growled against my lips. His hand slid under my dress, fingers brushing my soaked lace panties. “No wonder you’re desperate. You’re drenched.”

He placed a finger on my nose as I laughed. “So what are we reading?” He asked. “It’s a book.” I said mischievously. “I can see that. What’s it about?” “It’s nothing important.” I said hurriedly. I wasn’t about to tell him I was reading an erotic novel. “Hmm. This cover seems interesting. I didn’t know you were into dark romance, darling.” I squealed as I shut the book. He chuckled, then brought me to his lap. “What do you say to us creating our own steamy scene right here?”

(Steamy scenes) His fingers traced a burning path up the inside of her thigh, a slow, deliberate promise. The blanket had slipped away, and the cool air of the study was a sharp contrast to the heat of their tangled bodies. Her skin was still sensitized, every nerve ending singing from their previous joining, and his lightest touch felt like a brand.

"It's just a game." Taylor cleared her throat dramatically, her voice pitching into a mock-sultry tone as she began to read. "Oh, this is gold. 'Tonight, I couldn't stop thinking about Darian in the library. The way he looks when he's focused, his dark hair falling over his eyes, that jawline sharp enough to cut glass. God, what I wouldn't give for him to notice me.'"