Exotic Romance Novels & Stories

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If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

I said as I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the escalator. 💊 Alex's POV 💊 We stood on the escalator as it moved up and then we walked to the section of women's clothing. An attendant walked up to us. "Bem-vindo à seção feminina da vila do shopping" the lady said. "English please" Jasmine said. "Oh sorry" the lady apologised. "Welcome to the female section of the Shopping Mall Village, I'll show you around." "Sure" Jasmine said and she quickly followed the attendant while I followed from behind.

Throwing her against the couch, Master Carter hungrily leaped on her body. The strong, pungent smell of alcohol penetrated her nostrils as she felt a wave of disgust overflow her. She struggled as he tried to kiss her again. “You f*cking beast!” To her dismay, her misery seemed to fuel up his excitement as adrenaline pumped through his veins. With one hand pressing Christina down, he used the other to tear off what was left of her shirt, exposing her pale, delicate skin in a swift move. Desire burned underneath the man’s eyes as he tore away Christina’s skirt.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

His and her desire for one another quickly unravels in the limo. Dexter's heart is racing! He hesitates for a few seconds, looking at Taesha. Her long black curls surrounded her face, showing off all the perfect features he had come to love. Her narrow chin, high cheeks, smoldering brown eyes, pert nose, and thick kissable lips lined with a dark maroon lipstick. Her skin is incredibly golden brown, hinting at her mixed exotic origin.

And somehow, she'd always managed to avoid having to sleep with the targets Falcon sent her after. Perhaps she should be more scared of sleeping with Enzo since her last experience wasn't great, but she knew she could trust him. Suddenly, Enzo went down and swept her off her feet. He slowly walked them into the center of the candle shape and the roses. Then he lowered her gently onto the rose petals. She was right when she said the roses were enough to form a comfortable bed. God did it feel comfortable! And so damn romantic. “Beautiful.” Enzo whispered, the heat in his eyes causing desire to race through he veins. “So fucking gorgeous.”