Forbidden Romance Fantasy Books Novels & Stories

When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur. My mind flits back to how he found my diary that night. What would have happened if he never found out what was written in it? Would we be exactly as we were in the past, lusting for each other from afar? Not every attraction should be acted on. The next time I fantasize about someone I shouldn’t, I will remember this. _____

Mom lifted her head and saw me. She called me over to ask if I had asked the maids at the mansion not to prepare anything and serve empty plates. I looked directly into everyone's plates and admitted to her that I did. Christian flares up and takes me to the living room, he lifts his hands and begs me not to torture his mother for his sins. I'm glad he knows, that what he did was a sin. I never once became a mother when I got married to his brother, Frank, neither did he give me the respect that I deserve but ended up having an affair with my best friend that became a psychotic bitch.

At least the women there are clean and all tested and I am a member. I get to my car and retrieve my wallet from the dashboard and check if the card is there and it is. I smile and ignite the car. Velvet House is a fantasy world that gives most men what they do not get in their marriages. Here, one gets all types of sex depending on their preference. I am a hardcore dominant and I love my partners submissive and masochistic. I love dominating for a good fuck but once in a while, I can switch roles but that doesn't with whether I can get a good dominatrix.

I can see her nipples pressing against the fabric, hard little peaks begging for attention, and I smell her arousal when she walks past me, that sweet, musky scent that makes my cock twitch in my pants. I let her read every page. Safe word, limits, punishments, rewards. The contract involves bondage, impact play, sensory deprivation, and oral worship on demand. I watch her pupils dilate as she scans the words, her breathing growing shallow, and I notice how she shifts in the chair, her thighs rubbing together subtly as she grows wetter with every clause she absorbs. When she signs, her hand trembles but stays steady enough, and something possessive and primal roars to life inside me, a fierc

“Right. I am your pretend girlfriend.” “Which reminds me.” He pulled out a document and slid it across the desk. “Sign it.” I took it and scanned through. The contract. The first clause stood out immediately. No falling in love. “Do I get to make my own rules?” I asked, stepping closer. He looked up. “What rules?” “You do not get to touch me for the six months.” A quiet hiss left him. “Not possible.” I signed the document anyway and placed it back on his desk.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

She must have exhausted herself with all that training. I moved quietly into the room, intending to just take the book so it didn’t fall and wake her. My hand closed around the spine, lifting it carefully. The cover made me pause. A shirtless man with a woman pressed against a wall, his hand tangled in her hair. The title was something generic…“Forbidden Desire” or some shit like that. It was an explicit romance novel. I almost smiled. My little sister, reading dirty books. It was kind of adorable, actually.

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"Weird is sweet, ShaQuan." "It’s forbidden," I countered. "Not just weird. It’s a line you don't cross." "Forbidden is the vibe," she whispered. Her hand reached out, her fingers slowly roaming over my chest, tracing the muscles. "It has to be forbidden for it to feel this good. Think about it."