El James Erotic Bestseller Novels & Stories

Private jet sex on the way: Elena riding me hard in the seat, then bent over in the bathroom for rough anal. On the island, paradise and prison. White sands, blue water. But danger followed, Damien’s mercenaries hunting us. Days blurred into sex and survival. Mornings: Elena riding me on the beach at sunrise, waves lapping our feet. I’d fuck her slow and deep, then hard, filling her as the sun rose. Afternoons: Training Elias lightly while Elena watched, then sneaking away for quick, dirty fucks in the jungle, her pressed against trees, legs around me.

“It’s our third night, Lucian. I want to feel everything.” “You’re mine tonight, Elara,” he growled against my lips. “ Now choose a darker book, let’s make this deeper than you can ever imagine.” I picked Silken Chains. It had more raw hard deep sex and scenes than just mere touches. Exactly what I needed. My hands shook with excitement as I opened it. The moment I began reading aloud, the magic responded fiercely. I felt Invisible silk bindings wrapped around my wrists pulling them behind my back. Lucian bent me forward to the edge of an old oak desk.

Her innocent eyes would water as she gagged on Daddy's thick meat like the eager little slut she was born to be. I stormed to her rooom, my pulse pounded like a war drum, my cock straining painfully against my zipper. I didn't knock, instead I fucking burst through the door. The wood slammed against the wall as raw hunger clawed at my gut. Holy fuck! There she was, my Elena, my forbidden obsession. She was splayed out like a pornstar goddess on her rumpled pink sheets, completely bare and glistening. Her creamy skin flushed pink with arousal. Full, perky tits rose and fell in heaving gasps, nipples stiff as diamonds begging to be sucked raw. Legs shamelessly hooked over the edge of the bed,

Chapter 2 MARCUS’S POV She looked like a sin wrapped in a cardigan. Elena Voss, my quiet, brilliant, and painfully tempting student. She sat there with her skirt shoved up her hips, her thighs spread and her pretty pink pussy glistening from how hard she had been fucking herself. The scent of her arousal hit me like a drug as my cock throbbed painfully against my zipper. It had been that way since I caught her on one of those nights as she fucked herself with the silver toy and she moaned my name.

he hissed,* "Then I'll just have to make you." Without warning, Liam's fingers dipped below Elaine's panties, directly touching her sensitive clit. He rubbed circles around it, watching as Elaine's body convulsed in pleasure.The sudden contact with Liam's fingers sent a shockwave of pleasure coursing through Elaine's body. She gasped, her eyes flying open as she gripped onto Liam's arm, digging her nails into his skin.*

My cock twitched and throbbed inside her, filling her up until warm cum started leaking out around the base and dripping down my balls. We stayed connected like that for a long, breathless minute, foreheads pressed together, breathing hard in the dark. The intense eye contact lingered even as our heartbeats slowed. Elena finally lifted her hand from my mouth and kissed me slow, deep, and sweet, her pussy still gently squeezing and fluttering around my spent cock. “Best risky fuck of my life,” she whispered against my lips, voice shaky. “But we better get some sleep before Jake wakes up and wonders why Mommy looks so well-fucked and satisfied in the morning.”

“Then I’m glad you did.” He led her closer to the fire. As they walked, she saw the diversity of the gathering: men, women, and trans individuals of various genders and body types, all comfortable and unashamed. Some were already entangled ,kissing, touching, fucking slowly on blankets spread across the sand. Elias pulled her into a kiss. It was slow at first, then deeper, his tongue sliding against hers as his hands roamed her body. He peeled her dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the sand. She stood naked before him, the firelight dancing across her skin.

“Such beautiful tits for Daddy. Been imagining them for months.” He cupped my breasts, thumbs brushing over my hardened nipples before leaning down to take one into his hot mouth. He sucked hard, then gently bit, making me gasp and arch into him. His other hand slid down my body, unzipping my skirt and pushing it down along with my panties until I was completely naked in the middle of the rare books section. Elias stepped back for a moment, eyes devouring every inch of me. “Look at you,” he growled. “My sweet stepdaughter, naked and dripping on my library table. You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about this exact moment while grading papers.”

Every move was a claim. "I am burning!" Silas shouted. He buried his face in her neck, biting her skin. Elara gripped the edges of the table. She felt the massive stretch. She felt like she was being filled with hot lead. It was a heavy, intense erotica. She was being taken in a room full of history and books. She felt the rough wood against her back and the hot Beast against her front. "Give it to me!" she cried. "Give me all the fire!"

Cool air kissed my bare thighs and the soaked lace of my thong. “You talk too much when you’re nervous, Elara,” he growled against my lips. His fingers hooked into the delicate fabric and ripped it aside, not bothering to take it off. “Tonight you’re going to scream for me, and I’m going to make sure the whole fucking building hears how much you love being my dirty little secret.” I hated how much those words made my core clench.