Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Book Steamy Excerpt

We were walking far out front and I was constantly distracted by everything around me. I was still too hot and at some point I closed the book. "Is Mr. Darcy not satisfying you?" Adrian asked me with a smirk. "Mr. Darcy is satisfying me perfectly fine. I'm just warm." I responded. He grinned and I felt his body push into me more. The action made me hotter. I tried to wiggle away. I felt more lust coming from him. I frowned. Was he doing this to me?

My breath is shallow, my heart pounding in excitement, and I can’t seem to take my eyes off him. Slowly, Brandon takes off his wristwatch, then he moves over to me to unbutton my blouse. My buttocks touch the bed. He smiles in a heart-stopping way. He is just too beautiful; it makes me feel I don’t deserve all of him. His gray eyes are mesmerizing, his new short beard irresistible. Brandon bends and takes off my shoes. I should’ve gotten to the foot spa. I wonder what he’s thinking.

And then he pinched my clit and screaming I came undone. My chest was heaving. Eyes closed, I was coming down from the cliff of ecstasy. When opened my eyes, Stefano was above me raising his finger, he sucked them teasingly. This time I surprised him by crashing my lips on his, "My turn to Savour." I can feel him smiling against my lips. ***************************** Hey guys, I hope you loved this steamy chapter. Leave your views. And don't forget to VOTE COMMENT AND SHARE. PLZZZZZZZZZZ.

When she gave up, he grinned and skimmed through the first few pages. "Well, this chap doesn't waste any time. Listen to this." He chose a passage, speaking in a deep baritone, pretending to be the hero. "Lady Gloria lay prostrate on the bed, listening to the sounds of rain on the gables and dreading the moment her captor, the Earl of Blackacre, would come. When he'd kissed her in the corridor only one hour before, their passionate embrace had promised dark, delicious things, and she'd been unable to resist him" James trailed off, his words ending in a silken whisper. Miss Beaumont had stopped trying to reach for the book, their bodies mere inches apart, her face tilted up to his. An energy

His mouth burned hotly against her throat as he kissed it, his head moving lower and lower still until she could feel its demanding heat against her breast. Elena whispered in need, arching up towards him, almost sobbing in relief as his mouth finally closed over her nipple, caressing it gently, his tongue laving it and then flicking erotically against it before he started to suck on it with a rhythmic urgency that echoed the pulsing heat of his arousal.

A/n: Jesus Christ. My head is so dirty but I can’t help it. Clarke is oozing with so much sensuality, warmth and slowly pulling me closer to a world of ..... Fudge it! Below are 18+ scene like really steamy so you have been warned. Enjoy the chapter. 🌚 Love, Diana ....

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

“Brayden, try to keep her calm for a moment. I’ll get Dilan. We need all three of us for this.” He left the room, the door clicking shut behind him. The second he was gone, I attacked Brayden’s mouth. I kissed him hard, biting at his lower lip until I drew blood. The moment the rich, smoky taste of his demonic blood hit my tongue, something shifted inside me. The sickening nausea from the forced blood earlier vanished completely, burned away like mist in sunlight. But the heat in my pussy only flared hotter, wilder. Brayden pulled back slightly, staring at me with wide, lust-filled eyes. “Your eyes… they’re red. Fucking beautiful. You look like you want to devour me.”

She nodded, her breath coming out in pants as she ground softly against my thick bulge. I gave her a dark smile. "You want me that bad, huh?" She nodded again. "Yeah. I want you." My dick was already throbbing by the time I set her on the mahogany desk, flinging the books and knick-knacks on the table to the ground. She lay bare against me, hazel eyes fluttered, legs wide inviting me in. Pleasure pulled low in my stomach, charging all the way down to my cock as I watched her soaked led lacy panties being brandished before me.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.