Erotic Romance Excerpts Novels & Stories

Evans interuptted 'fool, how did he know I'm in my bedroom' "Imagine I Walk up to you slowly, running my fingers from your leg down to your spine, then we engage in a slow and passionate kiss, after that I'll move my hands slowly under your blouse and pinch your taut nipples that already damn hard" Cora gasped loudly trying to control her self, he was doing it again. She clasped her legs tight trying to distract her self from falling for it. "Then my hands will find it way to your sweet spot, giving a good massage there, before fucking you with my fingers, with your clothes still on" A light moan escaped Cora's lips, as Cora snapped out from her trance, she was already touching herself but w

I savored every agonizing second of it until it burst into an orgasmic explosion throughout my body. I stayed perfectly motionless while I tried to decipher what just happened. It was an experience I’d only read about in romance novels and, in truth, considered it a part of the whole fantasy read. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought these erotic romance scenes were based on actual events. Wow! Wow! Wow!

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Breaking and Entering, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The morning of the third day was different. The air in our cottage was thick with a tension I couldn't quite soothe with honeyed words. Lyra sat at the small kitchen table, her hands trembling as she held her mug. She didn't look at me. She looked at the bruises on her wrists-pale yellow rings that I had licked and kissed just hours ago.

“Cum for me, Evelyn. Let me feel how much you’ve been aching for this.” As if my body was waiting for his permission,the orgasm spilled out like a tap,I cried out with my thighs shaking as I clenched hard around his fingers, soaking his hand. He kept stroking me through it, murmuring praises against my neck. “Beautiful. Such a good girl coming so prettily for me.” I was still trembling when he withdrew his fingers and brought them to my lips. “Taste how desperate you are.” I sucked them clean, eyes locked on his, tasting myself on his skin. The hunger in his gaze made my core pulse again.

The romance turns into a raw, loving need. He steps between my legs. His hands lift my hips. He positions me perfectly. The desk stays steady under us. He rubs his cock along my slit. The hot length teases my clit. The friction feels delicious. I moan. My hands close over his arms. The muscle feels hard beneath my fingers. He kisses me again. The kiss moves deep and slow. His tongue dances with mine. The romance becomes a beautiful fire.

"I don't believe we are enemies. Do enemies kiss like this? Do they want each other the way we do? And I don't want to stop here, not now, Ryder. I want to go all the way to the end." His heart leaped inside of him - in a funny-saddened way. He was supposed to be punished by her people but here he was, pushed to the edge of the bed and being succumbed to the affections of a pretty woman. He as well would love to see the end of this exciting passion that they both shared. But it was dangerous, tantalizing but dangerous. He leaned forward, pulling her head down to meet his wanting mouth. She tasted like lemon grass mixed with vanilla - a taste of their passion. But he wanted more.

A dark, erotic, romance novel. The goal was to stop thinking about Alexander, but only ten minutes into the book and I'm already imagining his hands all over me. I'm already imagining him bending me over the fucking window of my room and filling me up ruthlessly until all I can remember is the sound of his name on my lips.

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction. In each tale, you'll find characters who struggle with their desires, wrestle with their fears, and ultimately surrender to the irresistible pull of love and passion. It's my hope that as you read, you'll not only be swept away by the steamy scenes but also find moments of reflection and connection. So, dear reader, I invite you to immerse yourself fully in these stories. Let yourself be carried away by the romance, the passion, and the longing. And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection.

“Weren’t you the one trying to act all holy and innocent? Now you’re staring at my cock like a desperate little whore.” He smeared the leaking precum across my lips. Without thinking, I stuck out my tongue and gave the head a kittenish lick before wrapping my lips around it. Lord Edmund inhaled sharply through his nose. I took more of him into my mouth, bobbing my head as best I could with my hands tied behind my back. The weight of him on my tongue was overwhelming. I relaxed my throat and took him deeper until my nose brushed against the dark hair at his base. The salty, masculine taste of him filled my senses completely.