Fast Paced Novels & Stories

He tried to get the words out but failed abysmally. Instead of responding Lexus just picked up his pace, misunderstanding the direction of the Brunet’s complaining completely. Azrin wasn’t sure if his next response was positive or negative as the next whimper to leave his lips was a mix of pain and pleasure. Lex caught the difference and was about to stop his motions when a harsh “Fucking Christ,” spilled from his lips.

I breathe out. With that he rams himself into me all the way to the hilt, causing me to throw my head back and my back to arch, hitting a spot causing me to scream out. He slowly pulls out, almost all the way, then slams himself back in. He is moving at a pace that is almost tort.urous. “Ashton, faster, please.”

He groaned in frustration before speeding up. ****

She whimpers, wanting him to fill her once more. “Gabe.. take me. Fast. Hard. Whatever...” Abby moans, her nails digging into his back. Gabe just grins at her. “Don't rush a good thing, baby.” “If you don't hurry up and fuck me, Gabe.. I am going to die.” “Well, miss Impatient.. would you rather set the pace?” At first Abby finds that suggestion daunting and she lies back without answering, but as he slowly pushes into her and eases back out, she is driven to desperation by the intensely slow pace. “Yes, I do.”

His fist and jaw were clenched and all I c an do is gulp because of nervousness and the fast beating of my heart. 'Oh, Gabriel. What have you done?'

“And I’m not done apologizing.” He entered me in one smooth, deep stroke. This time there was no slow burn, no gentle build-up. We were both already there, teetering on the edge. The pace was frantic from the start, a desperate, hungry coupling fueled by adrenaline and the thrill of almost-getting-caught. I clutched at his shoulders, my legs wrapped high around his waist, matching his every furious thrust.

My breathing is short but heavy, and Jasper also seems to be making a great effort not to thrust forward as he wishes. When I seem to have become accustomed to his size, he pushes his hips away, only to thrust forward again. The pace he sets to completely hammer his cock into me is slow, but so deep that I feel it hitting somewhere funny inside me. But this languid pace doesn't last long because soon his thrusts start to get faster and more intense, to the point where he's hammering into me, colliding our bodies, making the sound of smacking flesh echo through the room.

The air was thick with the smell of sweat and the sound of their bodies moving fast. The fast pace brought them closer to a point of no return. Bella’s hands clutched at the sheets as her moans grew louder, the sound raw and unfiltered. Stefano’s eyes were dark with need as he pushed them both to the edge. At that moment, every fast, rough, and passionate movement led them toward a climax.

I am walking so fast, my strides long. "This is bullshit!" I complain while trying to hasten my steps.

However, her words dissolve in her mouth as she realizes that Paul has abruptly accelerated the car. As Paul accelerates the car, a surge of adrenaline courses through Audrey's veins. The speedometer needle climbs rapidly, and the powerful engine roars beneath the hood. The Bugatti's sleek design glimmers under the streetlights, its aerodynamic curves and polished exterior exuding an air of luxury and sophistication.