Clean Romance Books For Teens Novels & Stories

She's never gotten this hot from a kiss before! Randy's cock is aching! It's more than ready to take the plunge! Palming her ass cheeks and pulling her closer, he's thrilled by the feeling of her body against his. Her skin is burning with passion as they devour each other's tongues. He's amazed by the frenzy of their kiss and the intensity of her embrace. Holding her against him and keeping his lips locked to hers, he rolls over, positioning her on her back with him on top. She jerks her knees up, spreading her legs wide as an urgent invitation for him to finish what they'd started hours ago.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

I retracted my mouth but was licking the top with my tongue profusely until I heard the door flung open. I need no soothsayer to tell me of the person who was inside but at his touch over my shoulder, I whirled back sending a hot slap across his cheeks. Sending another kick down to his scrotum before grabbing his cock. My lips caught his, my tongue roughly roamed the corners of his inner mouth. My teeth took a sweet bite out of his lips, I could taste his blood, they were so delicious. He has this weak cry and breath emanating from within him. I could read his thoughts, the motherfucker wanted to grab my milky flesh, giving them a rough squeeze.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

Even the host had forgotten to speak. Matthew handed the roses to Christina, but feeling a sudden chill, she leaned back subconsciously, not taking his flowers. Matthew’s smile was warm as jade, and his voice was like the breeze in a spring rain. “Christina, I like you.” Christina could not help but shiver and rub the goosebumps on her arm. “Mr. Henderson, what do you like about me?” “Does one need a reason to like someone?” Matthew immediately began to flirt again.

The spine’s creased like it’s been read a hundred times. I flip it over without thinking. It's probably some romance novel. I open to where the bookmark is. My eyes scan the lines. “…rough fingertips dragging over sensitive skin until he found her already soaked. She gasped when he pushed two fingers inside her without warning. ‘So fucking wet for me,’ he growled against her throat, pumping slowly, letting her feel every inch of his fingers stretching her open…” My mouth goes dry. My pulse is suddenly loud in my ears. I read the next paragraph. Then the next.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

She chuckled, rising up, “Give it back. I really have to complete it today.” “Is it some kind of challenge?” I stared at the book in my hands which contained not less than hundreds of chapters. It was a little heavy, but the cover was quite attractive. It was a dark romance book, the kind where the male lead is aggressive and cold. Reading a book like this gives me the chills, but Kiera here is a stark contrast to me.

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.

Finally, his strength gave out, and he collapsed heavily on top of me, burying his face in the crook of my neck. We lay there in the quiet room for a long time, both of us breathing in heavy, ragged gasps. The chest-to-chest contact was warm and heavy, our hearts hammering in unison like two war drums finally slowing down. Slowly, he shifted his weight off to the side, pulling me tight against his side while his hand rested comfortably on my hip. "Well," he rasped out, his voice laced with a dark, satisfied smirk as he looked down at me. "Are you still talking trash, little girl?"