Erotic Love Story Novels & Stories

A LOVE FOR SPANKING - 2 He wrapped his arms around her small frame and kissed her passionately. His kiss was soft and gentle. His tongue softly prodded, asking permission to enter her mouth. Erica opened, granting him entry. Dave's hands roamed her firm body. His fingers brushed against her hardening nipples. He lifted Erica up, and she wrapped her legs around him. He carried her over to the couch and laid her down softly. His mouth explored, leaving a trail of kisses down her body. She ran her hands through his shaggy brown hair as she arched her back. His mouth found her nipple, and he teasingly circled it with his tongue before clamping down, causing Erica to moan loudly.

I pleaded as my hands caressed down her hair romantically. “You weren't expecting me?” she asked, frowning a little bit. I knew prolonging the conversation would result in another disagreement. Before she could continue her nagging, I leaned close to her, my lips sucking in the words from her mouth. “I love you,” I whispered, my eyes piercing into hers. I could see the smile tugging by the side of her lips. The knocking on the door disrupted our romantic atmosphere. “Who is it?” I asked, with a hint of frustration in my voice.

Ever. His fingers trembled as he grabbed Eron by the collar and pulled him down, crushing their lips together in a desperate, bruising kiss. It was raw, aching, filled with everything he couldn’t say. The agony, the yearning, the love, everything. He poured it all into the kiss, tears freely spilling down his cheeks.

Eric had grown more comfortable expressing his love after their last confrontation with Claudia. “Let me see you,” he growled in a husky voice, causing a shiver to run down her spine. In response, she bent her knees, lifting her feet onto the bed and spreading her knees wide, offering herself completely to him. Her body tingled with a mix of nervous excitement and confidence, fuelled by his unwavering love. As his eyes darkened with desire, Eric, now completely naked, lowered himself onto her, teasingly running his tongue over her nipple, eliciting a pleasurable jump from her. Every touch from Eric sent electric currents surging through her, igniting a fire deep within her core.

His hands go on my waist. "I don't want your body, Grace. I want you to love me for other reasons than sex." I look up at him. "So you don't want me in that way?" He smiles as he kisses my forehead. "I want you in every way but I want you to love me because I gave you a reason. And I don't want sex to be that reason." "And you don't me in that way until?" "Until you ask me." I stand up and hum. "A sexless relationship? I wonder how I will live." He chuckles.

“Good morning, gorgeous.” I smile back. “Turn over,” he says. I flip around so his front is to my back. He pulls me close, and I feel the thickness of his morning erection press against my bottom. I wiggle slowly as he kisses my neck and trails his fingers down to my pussy. “So wet for me,” he whispers. I swirl my hips, whimpering at the sudden need that’s coursing through me. He turns away and I hear him open the condom, and in moments, bliss comes as he pushes inside. The angle is different and hits deep, causing me to cry out.

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.

Ella Victoria Everette's Point of View Having something forbidden is exciting. Forbidden love provides happiness when there is no happiness. They say that an affair is thrilling. They are correct, proven, and tested. Then I met Rhys, my husband's son. He got me with his playful touch and when I fell in love, things are not meant for us.

And they may end up thinking I am strangely or maybe beautifully lunatic. Me and Eric, what we have, what we never have. It is like a love story that is not a love story, but almost a love story. I don’t even know how to say it. It makes me feel like I have someone who makes me feel special, only he isn’t here and he isn’t real. What we have, if we have something, is something I cannot touch neither can I tell anybody. Only it lingers wherever I am. I don't see it, but I know I felt it somewhere somehow. I reached out my hand to the dark and reached out to nothing. I am holding on to nothing.

When the bubbly sprayed on Monica's face, he gently wiped it away with such tender care—exactly like a lovestruck couple. When I arrived at the hotel, the celebration was in full swing. Just then, Reynold announced he was giving Monica half the company shares and presented her with 5.21 million dollars in cash right there on stage, symbolizing his love for her. I recorded the entire scene and sent the video to my lawyer as evidence. All of this was marital property, and every penny he had taken would have to be returned to me.