Novel & Cerita Erotic Historical Romance Novels

His hot breath fanned my skin as he kissed my cheeks,lips,jaw,In between my breasts my stomach before stopping at my snatch. He Blew cool breeze on it before licking my little nub. His fingers continued their assault as his tongue licked and sucked all the nectars, making me to jerk and buck my hips. Soon his tongue created stabbing notions as……I screamed into the bright day, climbing my climax as I found my release. I laid on the bed, feeling weak and tired as he covered me with the blanket before placing a chaste kiss on my forehead. .. .. 💕Lady Katherine’s POV💕

I felt the familiar tingling between my legs that then turned into a sweet pain. He was slowly sliding his hand under my dress, giving my skin a gentle knead and touch. My skin seemed to burn everywhere his touch landed, but the burn sent so much torturing sensation that I wanted to feel more of him, naked and boundless like the sea. "You see how you make me feel, Addie?" I looked at him, still reeling from the sensation. He pushed me flat on my back and pushed his lower body in between my legs. I shuddered and let go of a shaky moan. I couldn't help it. The aching in my lower region intensified at the erotic action. He was strong. His desire was so stiff and was restrained in the confines o

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

I grab her. My lips melt into hers, her skin meeting mine erotically. Her body is hot everywhere I touch her. I take her flimsy skirt off first, my fingers hooking on the hook for second, hesitant, before I rip it open. The skirt tears, revealing her pretty light pink pussy. Have I mentioned how soft her skin is? “Commando?” I say softly, smiling into her eyes, and she doesn't bother with a reply. She's forceful, movements impatient. Her hand pulls my head between her legs and I'm enclosed in their warmth. The heady, sweet scent of her pussy makes me drowsy, drunk.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

He was drenched, but it only made him more appealing. Gradually, his hands rose up to my thighs, going all the way up to the hem of my panties. It lingered there for a while and I shot my thigh up. His kisses had descended to my neck. I bit back a moan. The servants were here. They shouldn’t hear me moan. But I was having a tough tine holding my pleasure in. Matteo’s lips were soft. Like whatever the hell was known to be soft. His breath were making a mess of me.

And somehow… That made this even more dangerous. Because this was no longer just an attraction. It felt deeper than that. More emotional. More consuming. His hand brushed gently along my thigh again but this time they didn't wonder around they went straight into my swollen pussy that was already dripping wet while his dark eyes held mine completely captive. “Sebastian” I moaned his name loudly “You like that princess,” he whispered roughly. “Yes “I moaned loudly. He kept thrusting into me hard and fast with his fingers till I reached my orgasm I cum all over his fingers and he placed his fingers on his lips and licked them.

she whispered, her voice dropping to a seductive purr as she arched her back, deliberately sliding her body against his, reminding him of exactly where they were. Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him back into her slick warmth, demanding the conclusion to the storm they had started. Roman's eyes darkened to near black, the last shreds of his legendary control snapping completely. "No," he growled, his voice thick with wild lust. "I'm definitely not done." He gripped her hips with bruising force, lifting her slightly before driving into her with a fierce, possessive need that made Mila scream his name into the empty office.

Something flickered in his gaze that I couldn't understand, but then, his lips lifted into what I could only call a deep devastating smirk. “In that case,” his voice rumbled as he stood up. “we have a deal… Eva.” With that, he took my hand— …Oh. Oh shit. His hand was warm and enormous, completely engulfing mine. A spark ran through me, sending a low thrum of heat. I was no stranger to hot men. Hell, I'd stripped him naked—save for his underwear— hours ago. There was absolutely no reason to be fascinated by the size of his fingers or where they could potentially be.

“Fuck... Nico...” He hooked her other leg around his waist too, fully supporting her weight as he pounded up into her. The wet, filthy sound of her pussy taking his cock filled the entryway. Every thrust dragged against her walls, the thick ridge of his head hitting spots that made her vision blur. Nicolas leaned in and bit the side of her neck, then licked over the mark. “Still want to pretend you only came to say sorry?” he asked, voice rough against her skin. He slammed into her especially deep on the next thrust, making her cry out. “Or are you going to admit you wanted this cock the second it touched your mouth?”