Novel & Cerita Bridgerton Book Steamy Excerpt

BOOK 3: Chapter 49: Sinfully Yours They are kissing each other like nothing else in the world matters. Their mouths move in sync, desperate and greedy, lips molding together in a slow, heated dance that only deepens with every second. Tongues entwine, curling and tasting, savoring the forbidden flavor of each other like it’s the last thing they’ll ever have. Their kiss isn’t just about hunger—it’s about a desperate need. It’s raw and aching. They are clinging onto one another, shivering under the weight of the passion that has consumed them both entirely.

I couldn't help but be distracted by the sight of his bare chest, the contours of his body that I had longed to touch. A myriad of emotions swirled within me, conflicted yet undeniable. "So... it's been a while, and I was thinking..." Cullen's voice trailed off, his words laced with a seductive tone. I moved closer to him, my heart pounding in my chest, the air thick with tension and desire. The steam filled the air, swirling around us like a cloak of desire. The heat from the water seemed to amplify the intensity of the moment, as if it mirrored the fiery passion that burned between us.

"Gillian Bridgerton. I need to know about him. As soon as possible." "Why?" Max flipped to random pages and read it the first sentences. His eyes widen when he realizes that it is an erotic romance book. "Oh. My. OH! MY! YOU READ THIS BOOK?!" Cecilia narrowed her brows, confused. Wondering why this man lost his cool, "It is Mary. Not me. I don't like this kind of books." He was tongue-tied before clear his throat, "Ah, I see. I thought so! You are too young to read this kind of book! If your father knows about this, he can get a heart attack!"

The fire that consumes my entire being is there again. "You're fucking seducing me, Athena," he whispered as he pressed hot kisses down my jaw down to my neck. I bit my lower lip. The book I was holding fell and I automatically clung to Damon's chest. The heat in his body is making me horny. I don't know how he does this to my body. With just a little hold and a kiss, I fall into the blazing fire.

Wet And Ready For My Stepdaddy 2 Oh my god… I can’t believe this is really happening. My body is still trembling from the most intense orgasm of my life. Dean’s mouth my stepfather’s mouth just made me come so hard I saw stars. My pussy is still pulsing, dripping wetter than ever, and instead of feeling guilty, all I feel is desperate need for more. I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long, touching myself in secret while imagining his hands, his tongue, his cock… and now he’s here, looking at me like he wants to devour me completely.

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.

How can the male lead feel desire for anyone who is not the heroine! The showerhead in my hand kept dripping cold water. The man in the bathtub was drenched. His shirt clung to him, outlining every curve of his chest. Water beaded on his lashes. Some of the haze had lifted from his dark eyes. He was staring at me with surprising clarity. “I just wanted to help you sober up with a bath,” I said. As for falling right on top of him, that really had been an accident. [Smooth. The villainess lives up to her title. In the novel she made him soak in ice water all night!]

His fingers trail over the back of my hand, slow, deliberate. “You’ve had my jersey on your body. My ball in your hands.” His thumb presses into my pulse point. “I think that makes us very well acquainted.” I should pull away. Should tell him to back off. But I don’t. The food comes, It looks rich and expensive , the kind of meal you eat with your eyes closed, savoring every bite. Chad watches me the whole time, his gaze darkening when I lick sauce from my lip, when I moan around a particularly perfect bite of steak.

I called softly the moment the door swung open, revealing him standing there in nothing but a bathrobe. “How have you been, milady?” Leon asked with a charming smile the instant he saw me. “Can I come in?”

A steamy kitchen tryst ignites as Emily finds herself caught between the intense desires of Lucas and Jake. Their passion builds, leading to a breathless, synchronized coupling. The room echoes with their pleasure, and Emily's release is explosive. ************************************* The kitchen was a mess, but no one cared. Dishes piled in the sink, a half-empty bottle of wine sat on the counter, and the air was thick with the scent of desire. Emily leaned against the cool granite, her breath hitching as Lucas's hands slid up her thighs, fingers tracing the delicate lace of her panties.