Gay Historical Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I gently graze his lips with mine, wetting them with my gentle kiss. He places his hands upon the small of my back and pulls me in closer, kissing me back with a soft and warm passion. His lips and tongue dance with mine—sending spasms of lust spiralling through my core. This first kiss feels so amazing—sensual, passionate, and delicately sexy. The expensive scent of his cologne only further spikes my desire for him. He smells so manly and clean.

WARNING: Erotica, Taboo (Step-sibling), Power Dynamics, Choking, Spanking, Anal Sex, Double Penetration (using fingers/toys), Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies. The air in the master bedroom felt different. It was heavier, scented with my father's expensive cologne and my stepmother's floral perfume. It felt like a temple to their marriage, which made the fact that I was dragging Jade toward the center of the California King mattress feel like a holy war. We had already spent the last two hours in the shower, but I wasn't done. I was never done with her.

Not exactly romantic, but perfect for what I had in mind. He pushed me against the rough brick wall, his body pressing against mine. His lips found mine, a savage kiss that devoured my mouth. His tongue plunged in, exploring every crevice, battling with mine. I moaned into the kiss, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. He tasted of whiskey and raw desire. His hand went under my skirt, pushing up the leather, finding my bare ass. He squeezed, hard, then his fingers found the thin lace of my thong, pushing it aside. My pussy was slick, throbbing.

Gabby said, referring to how big, nice and homey his house looked like. "I'm glad you love it here," Terrence replied, grinning at her. Before he could even comprehend what he was doing, He approached her looking straight into her eyes. "I want you, Gabriela." He said with a very husky voice which caused a shiver to run down her spine. "I want you so bad," he whispered. After which he began kissing her neck which erupted a moan from Gabby. "Then take me," Gabby whispered as Terrence attacked her lips.

“I….I saw you…last night. With…in Daniel’s room.” Uncle Oliver started laughing uncontrollably. I don’t know what he found so funny. “Oh my, I thought I saw the door open.” “Why are you laughing? You were cheating, or…she was cheating, on your brother.” Oliver laughed again, “Oh, Sarah. It’s not what you think. Daniel and Suzanne have a different kind of marriage than most. You see, they only consider penetration as sex. So, what you saw me and her doing, well, that was with Daniels’ consent.”

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

“My sources also say that Sophia had flings with many of the local thugs back then. Come to think about it, she must be so filthy now after having sexual affairs with so many men!” Heather could no longer act dumb anymore. The revelation of Sophia’s disgusting past proved nothing but the fact that she was a filthy woman. As images of how Heather used to hold Sophia’s hand when they talked flashed past her mind, Heather found herself one step away from skinning herself alive. “What you just said… Is it all true?”

I said with more confidence. "With face it is" "Thanks" "What is your story about anyway?" he leaned closer to the table and put his arms on it. "It's a romance novel and I would like to refer to it as such. Despite the pornographic details on it. It's a story of a bad boy falling for an innocent and fragile girl. He's a wild spirit and she is conservative... two opposites attract" I giggled and I didn't even know why. "They have sex like crazy in every position I could think of, anywhere and every time they meet" I kept giggling like a little girl and he smiled like he enjoyed our conversation. That was good...

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

“God… what are we doing?” Daniel kissed down the line of his jaw, his stubble scraping deliciously against his sensitive skin. “Something inevitable,” he whispered against his throat. Evan arched into him, the heat pooling low in his stomach, his breath breaking as Daniel’s hands slipped beneath the hem of his sweatshirt. Rough palms grazed his ribs, dragging upward until Evan shivered, goosebumps rising across his chest. Daniel’s mouth claimed his again, hungrier this time, teeth grazing his bottom lip. Evan whimpered into him, hips shifting forward, desperate for more contact.