Exotic Romance Novels & Stories

is that people usually think of the more exotic ones. “Exotics. Hmm. She lowered and lifted her lashes flirtatiously. "Can you describe me?" one or two? “Well, let's see. There's the top one. "When is the woman at the top?" What's so exotic about it? “Yes, she's on top and he's inside her. But that's not where the name comes from. — He he spun, then brought her back to him and caught her around the waist, letting their pelvises brush against each other.

Gianna's POV; I was extremely happy and I couldn't even stop smiling. I kept looking at the beautiful, expensive car in front of me. Indeed the Altamiras are living a life of luxury. Adriano said that this car was among the cars made specifically for him by the United Arab Emirates.

His touch ignited a fire within her, a flame that flickered and grew with every kiss, every caress. As they moved together, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony, the air was filled with the sweet scent of Jasmine's arousal and the musky tang of Ramon's desire. The sound of their ragged breathing, the soft gasps and moans, created a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the night.

He wasn’t stepping on his priestly vows actually, knowing that it was just a trick inside a dream world. Now, watching the woman standing in front of the large candle lamp to warm herself, Marcus’ loins grew hot. Small candle lamps that had a gentle light, a line of soft pillows, yellow transparent drapes, a medium palm tree in the side, red carpets covered with white petal roses, a low-lying table with teacups filled with freshly-brewed tea, and a center mattress completed the definition that was the word romantic. The interior was entirely the opposite of what it originally was before this image of Ysabelle came. It was gloomy and dark. No lamps to warm him in his do-it-yourself resourcefu

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

I was actually feeling dead inside out! Xaphan's POV I left her when Luciano told me that he has arrived. This is me who has called him to know the truth. But before meeting him, I need a good fuck to release the tension otherwise I don't know what I will do to him. When I first met Nikki, I saw Elena in her. Her scent, her presence, her taste are intoxicating just like Elena's. And now when I have touched her, I am craving for more.

The sound of the waves rolling on the beach and the nocturnal animals sounded in the dark night like a natural symphony that sent a mystical aura making everything feel romantic as if they were the only two in the world. JC's hands help Anna's slender body to move up and down stomping with her mighty rod as the axis. Anna moaned and sighed at the frictional pleasure that came from that wild passion. She felt full under the warm water that enveloped her and the effects of the Champagne's alcohol made her body hot. "Aaakkhhh ...!" Anna sighed as she reached the peak of her romance with JC. Then she rested her head on the man's shoulder. While JC's lips traveled down Anna's jaw and neck until s

By evening the news of Damian’s wedding had spread throughout the elite society and everyone wanted to know who the bride was, although their family was feared having connections with them would not only increase wealth and status it would bring power, respect and fear to many of the elites this was what mattered most they had often tried to get such connections and would get turned down, hence they stopped trying and just waited in hope, so everyone wondered who finally got the golden opportunity, such connections in the safest way possible. The Romano mansion became busy with preparations which was weird because this would be a low profile court wedding, odd for families of their caliber b

Their chemistry has simmered beneath the surface for months, but neither dares to cross the line until one stormy night that changes everything. As the storm rages outside, Marcel finds himself unable to resist any longer. When Vivienne walks in, drenched and vulnerable, the tension between them becomes unbearable. A slow, teasing seduction turns into an explosive encounter, filled with dark desires and raw passion. Amidst the chaos of the storm, their bodies collide in an all-consuming lust that shatters their control.