روايات وقصص ضمن Dirtiest Romance Novel

"I understand you took a hard knock to your head, Emma, but I had expected my explanations at the hospital to have sunk in by now. We are married only in name. That means I can sleep with whoever the hell I want without getting nagged about it by you. You are also allowed to screw whoever you feel like screwing." At the look on my face, he scoffed. "Oh, don't give me that self righteous look! I'm sure before the accident you had your share of men to warm your bed. And if sleeping with Liane is a crime—" He held out his hands. "—then arrest me. No? Okay then drop it!" "You disgust me," I hissed. My voice shook. "You're right. I don't give a damn about who you sleep with—" "Then why did you br

Penelope's moans of pleasure only added to the intensity of the moment, and he got lost in the sensations she was giving him. "I want you to cum on my face," she said, her voice low and husky. Liam let out a growl as he heard her words, his arousal reaching new heights. He began to thrust into her harder and faster, his hips pistoning as he pushed her closer to the edge. "That's it," Penelope moaned, her hands gripping the sheets as she felt me getting closer and closer. "I want you to cum all over me." He couldn't hold back any longer, the pleasure and the dirty talk was too much for him to handle. He let out a loud moan as he came, his semen splattering across her face and in her mouth.

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The school was boring anyway. Even now, I was currently staring at one of those books, an ancient werewolf romance novel, while she was reading a much hotter and more recent one; Inferno, Yeah it went along with the title and all. According to her, she wanted to spice things up with Charles and didn't mind recreating some of the scenes from the book, the girl was such a dirty-minded one, and she didn't mind sharing all those gruesome details with me.

"I need the sexiest romance book you've got—full-on penetration and the dirtiest sex ever." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'My naughty CEO boss and his enormous cock,' and it's everything you're searching for, my friend." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other dirty novels to keep me up all night while masturbating. These books will surely keep me from trying to straddle Hayden.

I hate that I loved the taste of his lips, the cigarette, the tinge of whiskey, the cold lips and the demand for more. My body had long since relaxed on top of his and his other arm that was wrapped around my waist held me closer to him as our lips moved against each other. It felt so dirty and so wrong...but oh my, I loved every second of it. I loved how forceful he was, how demanding he was and just how dirty he was. He was a dirty man, a whore, but here I was, my nipples hard against the material of the dress and there was a faint heartbeat in between my legs.

How disgusting. Waiting for Marissa to make dinner, I read a romance novel from my favorite author in my room. Spread across the bed on my stomach, I start to fantasize that the characters in my book are Dean and I and we are in the middle of passionate love making. Overheating and wetting myself, I get off the bed and strip.

The basement was quiet except for our breathing. "Still think we're immature?" Mitch murmured. I laughed, weak and satisfied. "You're still idiots." "Your idiots," Hans corrected, and I didn't argue. My body still hummed with aftershocks, and the knowledge of what we had just done. I had just allowed my three younger sinfully loaded Stepbrothers fuck me in the best way ever. And I didn't regret any single moment of it. If anything, I wanted a second round with all three of them making love with me like I was the only person that mattered. This was definitely going to be the best thanksgiving ever.

A smile crept onto my face as I adjusted my grip on the novel, its cover barely hiding the kind of story that made my heart race. A dark, depraved mafia romance. It had a male lead who didn’t ask permission so much as demand surrender. A man who played with consent the way a composer toyed with notes—artfully, deliberately, with the kind of confidence that made my skin prickle and my thighs press together. One that was over too soon. The kind of book I devoured in a fever and now I was in need of another. Most folks wouldn’t think of the local library as a treasure trove of scandalous reads, but I knew better. The librarians were in on the secret, intentionally filling the shelves with books

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright © 2026 by Ollie This is a dark romance that contains triggering content and thus, isn’t suitable for readers under 18. It contains explicit sexual content and morally grey characters bordering on obsessive and possessive traits willing to ruin their lives for each other. This is not fit for anyone struggling with mental health or stuck in an abusive relationship. It is not to be misconstrued or mislabeled. This is strictly for entertainment purposes.