Dark Spicy Books Novelas e Histórias

"That red lipstick... it's driving me crazy." That was what I wanted, to drive him crazy and make him do nasty things to me. I ran my tongue along my bottom lip, smudging the lipstick slightly. "Do you want to taste it?" I asked. Damien stepped closer, his body pressing against mine. I could feel the heat of him, the hardness of his muscles, and I knew he could feel the softness of my curves. "I want to taste every inch of you," he said. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. "Then take me," I whispered against his ear. "Take me right here, right now."

With no food inside, she chose to starve rather than leave, still obsessed with marrying into a wealthy family. Darcy's death didn't cleanse her name; in fact, it made her reputation even worse. People dug up her past, exposing her plastic surgery and her sordid past as a mistress who once worked as a hostess. I sat holding my tablet, reading all these messages while Felix lay across my lap, acting like a dog waiting for his master's approval.

Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. Specifically, this book may have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, kīdnapping, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This will be your only warning. For those of you that haven't read my books before, they are known to get wild and more times than not end in a cliffhanger. You've been warned!

I giggled. "I think I'll read it too then." "You should. What's the next book?" "ENTER THE DRAGON by CLIVE CUSSLER." All the books were marked with a white X by the side so they were easier to find and place side by side. "Finally. YOU SHOULD HAVE KNOWN by JEAN HAFF KORELITZ." "That one's deep." All the books had one thing in common: they all had sprinkles and bits of thrillers in them.

Oma whooped, shoving forward, her massive ass jiggling. The second we got in, the smell slammed into me. A very strong, pungent odor that was mostly unpleasant. The air was mixed with sex, smoke, sweat and expensive cologne. I could literally feel the taste of cum down my throat. It was that bad. The music too was defeaning, the beat of the sound thumping against my clit. Everywhere my eyes roamed, people were full on fucking like dogs. Right at the entrance, a young blonde with filler lips was bouncing on a thick, black cock attached to an old man.

_______ This Book is DARK BULLY ROMANCE with themes like Revenge, bully, húmiliation, reverse harem, MMMF, MF, and dúbious cónsent. A. Gupta

************** Burning Sex1 The loud grunts from a man in the thrall of unbridled passion echoed through the darkness. I lay face down on the bed with my ass in the air and the huge mountain of a man relentlessly pounding his thick cock into me. Slap, slap, slap. our flesh merged in an almost violent frenzy of lust. my face was contorted and sweaty as this heated exchange of pent-up desire released the fury of a raging fire I had long thought lost. I was about to climax again. No man had taken me to this realm of sexual delight before. No man could vanquish this need and fulfill the darkened desires I craved. Until I met HIM.

She grabbed the journal again, propping it open on her stomach, and read while her fingers worked. If she comes back, I won’t be gentle. I’ll throw her down on this very bed, spread her thighs wide, and eat her cunt until she squirts on my tongue. I want her taste burned into my memory. Then I’ll flip her over, ass up, and slide my cock into her tight little hole inch by inch. Make her feel every vein, every thick ridge stretching her open.

All I could do was groan and hiss silently, wishing these fools would be among those that my vampire saviour would kill next. As usual, I was thrown into the empty, smelly cell while they all hurried off, locking the door behind me and leaving me to my miserable fate. The place had a stench and couldn't let me breathe normally. It was really smelling badly like spoiled eggs and dead bodies, and I kept belching and gasping for fresh air. I would have vomited, but nothing is in my stomach. I hadn't eaten anything since the morning, so all I could do was spit and cover my nose.

"Jason, I made a huge plate of food today. Huge wild meat, fully spicy, and garnished with jungle herbs. It is sitting right over there." She took my index finger and pushed it even deeper into the hot, fleshy folds of her pussy, letting the wet sound echo in the hut. "So tell me, stranger... would you like to eat that spicy food... or would you rather eat this hot pussy that is dripping wet for you?"