Erotic Romance Novels & Stories

She tried to hide herself, not from Xavier, but from the world around them. "You are so gorgeous," he said as he kissed her hand. The touch of his lips to her soft skin relaxed her and she allowed her muscles to untwist. Down on one knee, he traced his fingers around her bright pink areolas, making her shiver. "Your nipples are very sensitive erogenous zones. Do you know what that means? It means that they provide sexual pleasure when stimulated."

“On your knees, worship me.” He dropped. I spread my legs. He leaned in and licked once, clumsy, missing the right spot. “Higher,” I told him. “Find the little button. Suck it.” He tried again. Tongue flat and eager. Still messy. I grabbed his hair and guided him. “There. Stay there. Suck.” He sucked. Not skilled. Just hungry and rough. I rolled my hips against his mouth anyway. The friction was enough. “That’s it… keep going. Don’t stop even if I pull your hair.”

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!”

As if his presence isn't enough, now I am even more turned on. I squeeze my thighs together, shifting uncomfortably in the chair. "I'm sorry sir." "Sorry?" He slowly makes his way towards me, his eyes still fixed on me and making all my senses flare. I can smell his cologne, a thick mix of chocolate, spirit and cashmere. He stops right in front of me, his form completely enveloping mine. "Do you think sorry will take away the images you've planted in my head? Images of your tight, little cunt?"

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.

He went into the hilt and her legs widened to give him more access. He rocked his hips, his thrust getting heavier as he held her in place. The table squeaked and her breasts bounced as he shifted his hips and pushed in again. “Hmmmph.” Brittany moaned as she dragged on her lower lips. “You taste so sweet, angel. I love the feel of your tight pussy around my dick.” He whispered as he shoved his fingers into her hair. He thrusted, rocking and thrashing his hip against hers with their slapping sound echoing in the room.

I was moving faster now, the friction making me curse under my breath at the sensation. She is so perfect. I couldn't take it anymore so I slammed my cock back inside her pussy were they naturally belonged. Her boobs had become red and they bounced with every thrust I make. "Touch them for me...romance your boobs.." She did right away, massaging her boobs...that alone made my cock grew more fat inside her. "Fuck...yeah, just like that .." I wanted to try giving her a different pleasure, so I licked my fingers and pushed it inside her beside my cock. So now my cock and fingers were both fucking her.

he growls, his hips thrusting into me repeatedly, claiming me in every stroke. “I’ve waited too long for this! You don’t even know Bri, too fucking long to feel this pussy once and then stop” “I’m going to keep pounding your pretty pussy till I fill you up, over and over again”, he grunts voice low and focus He spits into my pussy, his warm saliva dropping on my sensitive skin, his thumb massages my bud roughly as moans escape my lips over and over again. “All those nights , I had to listen to Eric fuck you over and over again when it should have been me!” He rams his dick into my wet cunt.

They lay down together, their bodies entwined, and for the first time in her life, Celess felt truly alive. Over the next few hours, they explored each other's bodies, learning every curve and angle until they knew each other intimately. It was a night of passion and romance, the kind that they would both remember for the rest of their lives. As the sun began to rise, they lay together in a tangle of limbs and sheets, their breaths coming in soft, contented sighs. For a moment, there was nothing in the world but the two of them, lost in their own little world of love and desire.

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.