Novel & Cerita Contemporary Romance Novels 2014

She nodded at my words closing her eyes letting her pearl-like tears to fell on her red cheeks. My eyes unconsciously fell on her wet lips... They were shivering and badly trembling in fear and pain... My mind went blank... Only one mantra was playing in my mind... I want to have them badly... Author Pov. Without thinking twice Damon smashed his lips on her luscious one pulling her in a bruising kiss... The kiss wasn't soft... Luciana's eyes shoot opened at his sudden act. Her hands instantly went to his chest but before she could proceed to try her effort of pushing him he took her slender wrists and slammed on the bed using his one hand...

I went down on my knees sucking him deep, then he bent me over again and took me from behind until I was a trembling, cum-filled mess. By the time we left the library close to midnight, my legs were weak and my panties were ruined in my bag. As we walked back to the apartment building, my phone buzzed. Brady: “Still thinking about that date. Let me take you out properly this weekend. No pressure.” Alexander read it over my shoulder, jaw tight. “Tell him no. Or I’ll make sure the next time we’re in the library, I fuck you loud enough the whole campus hears.” I leaned into him, still feeling his cum inside me. “I already said no. But he’s not giving up.”

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Watching her wake up has become one of my new favorite pastimes and I don’t want to miss it this morning, although she won’t wake up for another couple hours at least; she’s a night creature. I get up and walk back into the bedroom. Stopping at the foot of the bed, I laugh softly as I see the three of them tangled up in each other’s limbs. I then proceed to our library nook in another corner of our room, sit in my favorite chair, and pull out the romance novel I started to read last night. It is a good one. A story about an author who gets a movie deal and gets tangled up with the three male actors who audition to play characters in her book.

But Noah’s title stopped me cold. Dirty Desire. A nervous laugh escaped my mouth. Surely, I was imagining things, I had to be imagining things. Surely, this wasn’t what I thought it was. But when I opened the first page, my breath hitched. I couldn't believe my eyes. Noah hadn’t written a romance. He’d written a fantasy. His fantasy, a well detailed one at that. The words became more and more serious with each line: “She’s older, irresistible. Her voluptuous boobs pressed against my mouth”, “her wet pussy clenching tightly around me”, “her big fat ass bouncing against my hips.”

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Why does he have to be so damn dangerously sexy? My hand moved downward again, slower this time. I slipped it under my shorts, fingers brushing over my already damp panties. A soft sigh escaped me as I started touching myself, imagining it was Ezekiel’s hands instead of mine. Imagining him fresh out of the pool, still wet, pressing me against the wall and kissing me like he couldn’t get enough. My fingers moved faster, circling my clit as heat built between my legs. I bit my lip to stay quiet, but soft whimpers still slipped out. The necklace felt cool against my skin, a reminder that he had thought about me. That he had picked this out for me.

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He requested, and at that moment, unable to see him upset, I just kissed him. Our kiss began gently, filled with love, but soon it intensified, becoming wild and passionate, as always. I straddled him, sitting on his lap, while he bit my lips and drank my blood, his eyes glowing. I adored the golden hue of his eyes. His hands explored beneath my dress, causing me to moan as he squeezed my bare buttocks. As he nibbled on the sweetest spot on my neck, my core throbbed, and my entire body burned with profound desires.

I just nodded and pretended to go back to sleep. Aaaaargh! This day is just the worst!… and… and how the fuck do guys even do it!? *** Author's note: There won't be an update for two weeks! ( * n *) I promise I'll upload lots of chapters when I get back tho~ hope you enjoyed reading this part!