Novel & Cerita Christian Erotica

"God, Daniel, I want you so bad." A dark, satisfied smirk spread across his face, one that made my stomach do a complete flip. He didn't move away. Instead, he reached down, his large, warm hand sliding right under the hem of my denim skirt. I gasped as his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, there was no barrier. He slid two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy, moving them in a slow, agonizing circle that made my knees buckle. I leaned my forehead against his chest, whimpering as he pulled his hand back out. He brought his glistening fingers right up to his own mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he licked my pussy juice off them .

Rather than feeling ashamed, Cassidy could hear her heart pounding in anticipation as she stared up at the four men who were now stark naked before her. “You're going to cum so hard by the time we're through with you,” Ethan hummed, already on his knees. “Damn right. We'd fuck you in every hole, and you'd enjoy it, sexy red.” “Open your legs for me, baby.” Soon enough, it felt like she was floating, except that she was screaming, and gasping, and moaning, and groaning. One minute Ethan's tongue was flicking through her labia, the next Tim was sucking her breast like he was a new born baby. Leon focused on letting his fingers do the work, and Lance?

Book 1: Daddy’s Bestfriend. Mark Reynolds has wanted Lena for years. Her father’s best friend, freshly divorced and now living in their house, he’s impossible to ignore. Every glance sparks desire she shouldn’t feel. Her best friend envies her. His ex-wife plots, and every risk is hotter than the last—can Lena survive the fire she can’t resist? LENA POV “Fuuuck—ohhh!” I moaned, my back arched against the sheets, fingers slippery as they circled my clit, the vibrator thrumming between my thighs. My free hand pinched a nipple through my thin tank, my breath coming in ragged gasps, the whole bed shaking with my movements.

It wasn’t burning, rather each letters reappears on the paper. She found it enticing so she didn’t take it off until the letters has completely surfaced. “So, what do we have here?” To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL.

he lets out calling my name in the sweetest but the most deadliest manner. What do you want me to do? He smiled again and then pushed me back to the bed as he sat upright on the bed, his hot gaze never leaving me. “Open your legs pumpkin”. I swallowed silently as I spread my legs open. I saw the smile on his face when he saw my molds , it was that satisfied look that gave me something that I needed. Christian slowly rested his back on the chair as he smiled watching the scene unfold. “I want you to touch yourself” he said, dragging the words slowly alone for me to hear.

Damon followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and pumping me full of his hot load. Christian was last. He uncuffed me gently, then laid me back with surprising tenderness. He crawled over me, kissing me slowly, deeply, as he slid inside. Where the others had pounded, Christian made love—long, rolling thrusts that felt like worship. His hips moved in a sensual rhythm, grinding against my clit with every stroke. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper, our bodies moving together in perfect sync. “You’re ours,” he whispered against my lips as we came together, his release warm and gentle inside me.

Mishka rasped, as the pleasure was too much to handle. “Nothing is going to be slow tonight. You need to be punished to even think about leaving me,” Christian said in a deep sexy voice. and pulled up her tee, striping her out. “Turn, and get on your four,” He commanded and flipped her over. Before Mishka could anticipate his action, Christian slipped a condom on his manhood and rammed inside her. Mishka almost shouted in pain, but it slowly turned into pleasure as he gripped her boobs and plunged into her again and again. He completely pulled out of her and the next moment he rammed into her again, earning another loud moan from her.

“Yes.” “How much?” he prodded, tucking a damp tendril behind her ear. The fiery touch made her tremble as an electric current shot up her body. Christian loved her reaction to his touch. He didn’t remove his fingers from her skin, stroking her cheek in a slow, tantalizing, and erotic way.

“What about being with a woman? Have you ever thought about that?” Once or twice, when she was drunk, she and Chrissy had kissed and rubbed against each other, especially if there were guys around to watch. The idea Todd might push her farther than that… Her grip on the desk tightened, and she shuddered against the firm hold of his arm as she came, her mind flashing with images provoked by his questions, imagining herself engaging in the forbidden activities. The sound of Todd’s chuckling brought her back to earth. “Well, I guess we have the answer to that.” Allison sighed as he pulled his fingers from her and put them in front of her lips. “Suck, sweetheart.”

PENELOPE Christian and I spent the rest of the weekend, locked in our penthouse, subsisting on room service and orgasms and christening every surface‐though I'm not sure “christening” was the right word to use, considering how filthy our activities were. Sex with Christian was sex like I'd never known it. Raw. Animalistic. Soul-destroying in the best possible way. It shattered every preconceived notion of who I was and molded me into something more darker, more depraved. He called me princess one moment and his whore the next.