Carnal Knowledge Book Novels & Stories

His breathing was deep and steady, but I knew better than to think the Don ever truly slept without one eye open. Last night’s events replayed in my mind with brutal clarity,the car, the savage fucking, the way he had eaten my pussy like a man claiming territory, the multiple times he had filled me until his cum leaked endlessly from my swollen folds. Shame burned hot across my skin. I hated how my body had responded, how it had betrayed me with shattering orgasms that left me sobbing and squirting like a broken whore. Yet even now, with his cock resting soft but still impressively thick against my ass, a treacherous flicker of heat stirred low in my belly.

He was truly exasperating me and causing a whirlwind of confusion in my heart and mind. What was I supposed to do with this book on how to masturbate? I wasn't sure if it was out of curiosity or if I wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't affected by him. I cautiously opened the book. The illustrations depicted a man holding his genitals and a woman with her fingers covering her intimate area. It wasn't explicit or pornographic, per se, but rather educational, with black ink graphics. However, it evoked a different sensation within me—a warmth that intensified as I continued to observe the pages.

If he heard or read something or saw it, he knew it. His second geeky habit was he read a lot. Gio had the unfortunate distinction, since the eighth-grade end of the year awards ceremony, of being the only student in the history of his school to have officially read every book in the school library. That was how he knew so much about sex and pleasing a woman. In a forgotten section of the library, he'd found a book he stole. The book was an old religious training book for engaged men called "The Act of Marriage." It was a book a pastor had written explaining how to sexually please a young groom's new wife, complete with drawings and diagrams. Gio had read that book cover to cover at least 50

“You’ve been in here for hours. What are you hiding?” I closed the book slowly. “Knowledge.” “Knowledge or lies?” “Sometimes they’re the same thing.” He stepped closer, eyes narrowing. “Don’t play with me, Lucien. If that book has anything to do with her” “It has everything to do with her,” I interrupted. His jaw tightened. “Then stop before it kills you.” “Or save us.” Kael’s look could have split stone. “You think you can outwit death? That thing bound to her isn’t human anymore.”

Curiosity was eating at her. With an effort, she made herself focus on the other titles. He had books on negotiating, battle tactics, history, agriculture…boring. Didn’t the man read any fiction? There was a book on stained glass that looked mildly interesting, but she kept scanning the shelves, hoping for something more enticing. Her search was rewarded. There, right in the middle of his shelves at eye level, was an entire shelf of books devoted to lovemaking. Wiley’s eyes boggled as she read the titles: An Illustrated Guide to the Sensual Arts. A Woman’s Climax. Emotional Need and the Sensual Virgin. There were dozens of titles.

“A full-spectrum application sounds like an explicit carnal euphemism from this coordinate.” “My mind possesses absolute certainty that it would register that way to your ears, Mr. I’d Like to Know Your Anatomy Biblically Before Your Signature Touches the Contract. Should my wolf feel flattered or deeply offended that my own line failed to receive the identical carnal proposal when I entered your tower?”

Then, seemingly nonchalantly, she takes down a thick book. Kral's eyes narrowed. The book's cover bears the simple letter 'K', unlike the other books on the shelf. It is thick, giving the impression that it is more than just an ordinary book. "Let me have a look," Catherine said, flipping open the book, disregarding the dangerous gaze from Prince Kral. The white pages rustle between her fingers, emitting a faint sound. "The secret covenant of Duchess Ana of Canterebourg, the incriminating evidence against Baron John, Lady Marina's and her lover's apologies..." Catherine speaks a sentence with each page she turns. Gradually, I realized that this book contains concealed secrets that cannot be

“Those foolish humans lacked control and they paid dearly for it.” The Carnal Throne was a magical ability that dealt heavily with the act of sex. It gave tremendous power through mind blowing sex. The user stored up powers of the people she had been intimate with. However, it had a disadvantage. The user of the Carnal Throne was always in a state of arousal and the need to fuck could get unbearable. The magical sex ability was almost like the ability of a succubus but deadlier. Adam was running out of breath and so he sniffed hard. Priscillia’s musky scent was the only pocket of air that filled his nose. It throbbed his cock and he felt his seed drip out.

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Creighton dropped the bags by the door and picked up the package again. “Shall we?” he asked with an excited grin. Sandra had no choice but to smile in return, as she nodded. They sat down on the sofa and she watched as he ripped the paper off like a child at Christmas. She felt the sting of her blush when he pulled the top of the gift box open. Inside was a set of handcuffs encased in black fur, a riding crop almost identical to the one they already had, a black silk bustier and thong panty set, and a book entitled Kama Sutra A Sexual Experience For Lovers by Dr. Miriam Bachmeier. Creighton laughed as he flipped through the pages.