El James Erotic Bestseller Novels & Stories

He sat up, sucking my tits again while I ground on him, clit rubbing against his pelvis. I screamed, orgasm crashing through me. My pussy fluttered wildly around him. Ethan flipped us again, putting me on my back with my legs over his shoulders. He drove in deep and fast, the new angle making me see stars. “Damien could never do this.” “Harder! Make me yours!” I clawed at his back, nails digging in. He fucked me relentlessly, the room filled with wet slapping sounds, my screams, his grunts. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” he warned, pace faltering.

Richard stirring. Jake froze, eyes feral, then shoved back with a curse. Adjusted his raging hard-on—outline obscene, wet spot at the tip. "This ain't over, Delilah. Keep those legs closed." Stalked out, door slamming. I sagged against the counter, legs jelly. Nipple ached deliciously, pussy a sopping ruin—yoga pants soaked front to back, clinging translucent to my lips. Tasted salt on my lip where I'd bitten it. Fuck him. Or rather, fuck me thinking of him.

She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain. “Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered. He moved to the other breast, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. His hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans. He pushed them down along with her panties in one rough motion. Mira kicked them off the rest of the way. Now she was completely naked under him. Jake sat back on his knees and looked at her body. His eyes were dark with hunger. “So fucking pretty,” he said.

Damien commanded against his lips, his voice raw, thick, and heavy with a suffocating heat that made Elias's entire body throb with immediate anticipation. Elias didn't hesitate. The pristine CEO facade evaporated completely, replaced by an urgent, animalistic need to submit to the man who controlled his entire world. He scrambled onto the high marble counter, his bare thighs cold against the polished stone as he crawled backward, his hands flat against the marble to support his weight. He turned around, arching his back deeply and pushing his hips up and out, completely exposing his tight, weeping opening to Damien’s predatory gaze. He was already trembling, his breath coming in ragged, sha

I was so close already, my walls clenching around his thick cock, when the office door suddenly burst open. A nerdy girl from our class, with glasses, messy bun, was clutching her assignment, as she stood over there frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she took in the sight of me bent over the desk with Professor Harlan’s cock buried deep inside my pussy.

I cried out. “Cum for me, baby. Cum all over my cock.” My orgasm hit me like a wave. I screamed, my pussy spasming violently around his thick shaft. Elias didn’t slow down. He fucked me through it, then flipped me onto my hands and knees and took me from behind even harder. He railed me relentlessly, one hand in my hair, the other gripping my hip as he buried himself deep with every stroke. “You’re such a good girl,” he groaned. “Taking my cock so well on your first night out.”

She cried out his name, lost in the sensation of… I slammed the book shut, my cock hardening instantly. So this was what my innocent Elara had been reading. I opened the book again, unable to help myself, flipping through the pages. Which contained sex scenes. Descriptions of positions, sensations, emotions. Some of the pages had corners turned down like she’d been marking her favorite parts. The image of Elara lying in bed, reading these explicit scenes, her hand slipping between her legs as she imagined someone touching her like that…it made me fucking feral. She’d hidden this book like a secret. Like she was embarrassed by what she wanted.

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?

"James is a fucking retard. He's downstairs with a little bitch who probably sucked off everyone in the entire law firm for a raise. He doesn't deserve a woman with such beautiful tits and an ass like this." Killian didn't waste time with romance. He reached down, bunched up the skirt of my GNOIR dress, and shoved it up to my waist. He saw the black lace thong. It was completely transparent now, soaked through with my juices. "Fuck, Sin," Killian barked, his eyes darkening to almost black. "She's already dripping. I know you touched her. I told you not to touch the prize until I was here." "I couldn't help it, brother," Sin said, reaching around to cup my breast. "I had to taste her. She was

Elise traced the lightest fingertip along one thigh, then the other—never higher, never where Daphne ached most. Minutes stretched. The girl began to squirm, hips lifting in silent pleas. “Please…” The word came out small and desperate. Elise ignored it. She leaned in and licked slow, teasing circles around the swollen clit without ever making direct contact. Daphne’s entire body jerked against the restraints. Her thighs trembled. When the pleas grew louder—“Elise… I need you… touch me, please”—Elise finally allowed the barest flick of her tongue over the sensitive bud. Daphne cried out softly, back arching.