Fanfic Lemon Novels & Stories

Liam smiled, kissing her forehead, taking her small finger with his, he replied” Pinky promise". Liam smiled once she nodded. He opened her hand and cupped her face, giving a gentle kiss on her lips, and soon turned it hungry. His tongue thrust into her mouth, sucking her tongue, and her lower rims his hand playing with her nipples. “It has been long, I fucked you,” Liam said, leaving her rims and removing her shorts. She was in lacy underwear beneath him. Liam groaned, inhaling her fragrance, licking her armpits, and it was giving a tingling sensation to Amber. “Liam….” She bit into her lower rims.

The sting made León flinch, but Fyre's hand pinned him in place, holding him still as he licked the blood away, slow and savouring. “You taste like fear and honey,” Fyre murmured against his skin. “A dangerous combination.” León's dick, that had gone to sleep, stirred against his stomach. He didn't even understand how that thing that only hardened every morning he woke up would wake thrice now. Seeing how excited their sacrifice had gotten despite having two orgasms, Finn shifted. He rose to his knees, and León saw him properly for the first time. León's breath caught when his eyes landed on that unusual dick between his legs.

He winks and I place a hand over my mouth to stifle my laughter. “No, not at all. Just keep going. I was thinking about how many guys have been nearly suffocated between girls’ legs.” He grins wickedly before he lowers himself again and slides two fingers inside me. “Is this okay, baby? Not too sore?” He’s so careful of me, honestly, he must think I’m a China doll. It’s sweet, some guys for sure wouldn’t care and they’d be selfish. Like that guy that hurt Tammy, it makes me want to cut his balls off. But, I stop myself thinking about that too much because what Liam is doing with his tongue right now is taking me to the brink as I feel the waves cursing through my body, my head rolls to the s

He leaned closer, his lips lightly grazing mine. Why do I feel guilty? Liam isn't mine and I'm not his. "Mine isn't." I whispered, leaning into him more so that our lips were touching as I spoke. "Then let me make that time fun." He smirked against my lips. Fun. Exactly what I wanted to hear. "How?"

His thumb pressed hard into her nub, grinding it without mercy. Amber broke her own promise, she screamed his name as delicious waves of heat burned her body from the inside out. Her body spasms on the bed still earned her no mercy from his mouth. Grayson sucked on her opening, swallowing every last drop of her honey, feeling every last twitch and clenched of her pussy before he released her. Amber panted and turned to see Leo looking at her. But it wasn’t anger or hurt she saw on his handsome face, the wrinkles of his pillow still etched on his smooth cheek. He was bright eyed and offered her a smile.

FML ( AKA # fuck my life) ..... Later that day I received a text message from Icy: To Cercy: Girl..., I did my job just fine, today..., don't you think? To Icy: What job, I don't understand a thing you're saying..? To Cercy: You and Liam got to spend so much time together, thanks to me. Now spill... Did you do anything in the bathtub...I tried not to look but how could I??

She didn’t pull away, though neither did I. I let my ankle hook gently around hers, holding her there. Her breath hitched as I watched her thighs press together, knowing damn well my cum was still leaking out of that tight married pussy every time she shifted. I reached for the salt at the same moment she did. Our fingers touched. Lingered. I stroked my thumb slowly over the back of her hand before pulling away. My cock was now painfully hard, leaking in my pants like a fucking teenager. Liam kept talking about work, about “being better,” about date nights. I barely heard him.

The thin cotton was embarrassingly wet, clinging to me. “Fuck,” Liam groaned against my neck. “She is. She’s dripping.” I whimpered, my head falling back against his shoulder. “You like this, don’t you?” he taunted, nipping my ear. “Your brother’s best friends cornering you in the kitchen, touching you like you’re our little toy.” Jace’s fingers rubbed harder, the friction sending sparks shooting through my belly. I couldn’t answer, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think past the heat pooling in my core.

He winks and I roll my eyes. "Go have your bath.... and come have breakfast." "Don't you wanna shower with me...." he says coming over to where I was and nuzzling my neck. I breathe in and quickly move away from him. He's really a badass at flirting. "Stop flirting." I say as I poke his chest slightly He chuckles and walk out of the room to the ensuite bathroom. I sit on the couch as I picked my phone. There was a text from Stacy. *HEY LES, ARRIVED ALREADY HUH?. I HOPE YOU HAVEN'T DEVOURED HIM JUST YET. DON'T FORGET THERE'S C O N DOMS, MAKE SURE TO MAKE GOOD USE OF IT, NOT READY TO BE AN AUNT YET.