Novel & Cerita Erotic Historical Romance

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

It was a promise to love and protect, to cherish and nurture the flame that burned brightly in our hearts. A surge of passion and desire ignited between us. The air crackled with an electric energy, and I could feel the intensity building as our lips drew closer. Unable to resist the magnetic pull, our mouths met in a searing, passionate kiss. It was a union of souls, a melding of two hearts that beat as one. Our tongues danced in a passionate rhythm, exploring the depths of each other's desires. He bit my lips and sucked my blood from them, grabbing my hair.

He turned to Hannah and desperately said, "No, Mrs. Winchester! No, I mean Ms. Emerson! Hear me out! I admit, I'm lustful and a dirty old man! But ... But this Jadon is the true culprit here!" To avoid getting beaten, Carson threw caution to the wind, loudly shouting out sordid details, "Erica, do you think he genuinely likes you? He's already dating local female students, planning to marry one after graduation, and just waiting to change his household registration to a new city!

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“So fucking bad. I’ve been dripping since you made that call this morning.” Roman lifted me onto the desk, spreading my thighs wide. He dropped to his knees right there, suit pants still on, and buried his face between my legs. My hips bucked against his mouth, juices coating his chin. He didn’t stop, just licked and fingered me faster, growling every time I clenched around him. The wet sounds filled the office, obscene and loud. I came hard on his tongue, thighs shaking around his head, crying out his name. He stood up, cock already out, thick and veiny, pre uk at the tip. “Turn around. Bend over the desk.”

Veronica I didn’t know how God had created a man like my cook. He was almost unfair to look at. Far too attractive to be standing in my kitchen, calmly cooking and serving meals like it was nothing. He was young, probably mid-twenties, all lean muscle and quiet strength beneath his shirt. Handsome in that effortless way that made you look twice without meaning to. And compared to my husband… there was no comparison at all. I was sure even his cock would be even bigger and more irresistible.

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

DAMON His hands spread my legs wider, and I can feel his breath on my most intimate parts. I’m already wet, already aching for him. “Look at you,” he groans. “So wet for me already. Did wearing this lingerie turn you on, little wolf? Knowing I’d see you in it?” “Yes,” I whimper. “Good girl.” Then his tongue is on me and I cry out. He licks a long, slow stripe up my center, from my clit to my entrance and back down. Taking his time, savoring me.