Erotic Novel Exerpt นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he cleared his throat and tried to drive away the awkwardness. "Right." Namgyu smirked and gave Jun the novel. "It's an erotica romance novel like the many others we've both read. But this is a little more spicy in my opinion." "More than Body Art?" "Almost as spicy as Body Art. This is about a CEO, like myself." he winked at Jun whose cheeks had remained a red mess, "...and a new employee. It's typical of the cliché boss and secretary love stories. But this is spicier. The CEO is a lustful dominant who has been looking for the perfect submissive. Someone who will enjoy being bruised and dominated mercilessly by him. He's a little sadist too."

I continued my dance , swaying my hips and teasing him . Slowly, I started taking off the lingerie from the bralette, revealing my firm, round breasts and my nipples which were already hard as stones. Nathan’s breathing grew heavy as he watched, completely mesmerized by my erotic display. He reached out, tracing a finger down my stomach, pausing at my waist . I moaned softly as his fingers brushed against my sensitive skin, my body trembling in anticipation. He pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a passionate kiss. I reached for the waistband of his pants, undoing them with practiced ease. I slipped my hand inside and wrapped my fingers around his hard length, stroking it firmly.

Recently, she was getting used to appreciating her marriage ring, adding to her extremely exotic appearance. Without hesitation, Anderson unwrapped the envelope and peeked in. Wow! It was a little erotic novel, his eyes immediately caught by a well-designed cover of a half–naked, slutty–looking girl. With that, he smiled, raised her fingers into his lips and kissed them gently. “You don't have to thank me before reading what's inside!” she leaned into his ear, and chuckled. Thenceforth, he nodded and opened it. Before moving to another page, a black, net–like pants slipped from the novel and landed on his thighs.

I lay there, my chest rising and falling, as the aftershocks subsided, the book still forgotten on my chest. I picked it up again, my fingers tracing the stylish words as I caught my breath. I couldn't believe what had just happened, but I couldn't deny the feeling of satisfaction that took over my entire body. I had never felt so turned on from reading a novel before, but then again, I'd never read a novel like this before. A small smile of enchantment touched my lips, my fingers still tracing the words as I settled back into the story. Maybe there was something to be said for erotic novels after all.

He pulled my robe off throwing it to the ground and grabbed my breast in his hands and started sucking them, making me moan, he played with my nipples a little while sucking them and then he stopped. "Do you like it rough?", he asked. "Yes" "Good", he said staring at me with so much lust. I was naked, wet , vulnerable and disgustingly horny right now. “Get on your knees, I want your face to the floor”, he growled. I dropped immediately, he walked over to me, undoing his belt slowly and unzipped. “Open your mouth.No hands “. I obeyed immediately, I watched him pull out his dick, my mouth hung in shock, it's much bigger than I ever imagined. It was long, thick , fully erected and veiny.

He says, crooking his finger towards her. She moves towards the end of the bed and stands between his feet. His finger loops around the tight strip of her dress, loosening its grip on her shoulder. The silky red fabric falls to the floor in a whisper of silk, leaving her wearing nothing but her nakedness and the moonlight filtering through the windows. Corvina moves in closer to his bare chest. She can feel his cock growing bigger against her hips as she places soft kisses from one of his nipples to another. His skin tastes clean and masculine, with a hint of his expensive cologne.

she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. She moved her hand faster, her fingers sliding easily through her own juices. She wanted to feel the friction, the burn, the intense pleasure that the writer had described. She imagined the stranger from the bar, his grip on her waist, his body pressed against hers. She thought about the alleyway, the brick wall, the raw, unprotected feeling of being taken.

Eros growled against her skin, his voice hoarse with rage. Natalia’s head snapped back as he kissed her harder, the roughness stealing her breath as his teeth grazed her lip until she tasted iron. She let out a sharp gasp, her hand instinctively clutching his shoulder as the cold marble edge of the bar continued to press cruelly into her spine. “Ero…” she tried to talk again, but Eros' name barely left her lips when his mouth swallowed the remaining letter. With his hands everywhere at once—they gripped her hips, sliding up her thigh, and also tugged at the thin knot of her robe. As the silk unraveled too easily on her, the fabric fell open, revealing her half-bare skin underneath.

Your fingers trace forbidden roads, On my offered body, fragile and strange. Murmurs open like prayers, Trembling intoxication on the edge of the flesh. Shadow embraces shadow in fevered silence, Desire lights up with luminous bursts. In the deep night where our tears merge, Eroticism blooms, wild and soft. --- Chapter 1 — Confessions of a Desire Clémence

Honestly, the only room in the house that was finished was the one he was using—the master bedroom. Behind the door, the girl continued to cry, and the sobs seemed to be amplified as they reached his ears. When he closed his eyes, his brain immediately found the memory of her flushed body tied to the bedpost - wide open, completely at his mercy. Eric sighed and straightened himself. Maybe he'll stop by the pub down the street and find an easygoing girl willing to help distract him from the girl behind the locked door. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed again as he strode across the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door, he felt the cool moisture spread on his skin, so wonderful. Ever