Good Romance Stories 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.

Ellis remained kneeling, spreading her legs wider, kissing the inside of her thighs as Roman positioned himself at her entrance. “You’re still leaking,” Ellis observed with a smirk. “We can’t have that.” Roman slid into her with a single, slow thrust, filling her to the hilt, his cock claiming every inch of her stretched, needy heat. She gasped, nails digging into the armrests as he began to move, his strokes deep and punishing, each thrust forcing soft whimpers from her lips.

“Because you’re going to be baby sitting not just a child but also a man who’s going to be latched onto your very tempting breasts. That’s more work isn’t it sweetheart?” *** Well… to cut the story short, I eventually got married to Mr Damien two years later and it’s safe to say it has been the best decision I’ve ever made because as you know… the sex is top notch and I simply cannot get enough.

Ryan brought the thong to his nose, sniffing it deeply. “You smell good, Rita” she blushed. The air already felt thick with lust. Kent whispered hotly into Kiara’s ear again, his hand now sliding dangerously below her thigh, right under her dress “You’re so fucking wet right now, aren’t you?” Kiara shivered and nodded slightly, too turned on to deny it.

He pushed into me without warning, stretching and completing me. We always made love on the floor, knowing that our passion could easily break a bed. During our passionate encounter, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust brought us closer together, igniting a fire within us that consumed all other thoughts and worries. As our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity of our connection grew, and I could feel the love and desire flowing between us. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathless moans and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion, indulging in the pleasure that only we could share.

I love him so much . We may argue but it won't change the fact that he is still the same man I love . The same man I chose . I had a choice to choose between Dylan and Kingston but I chose Kingston and not once did I ever regret my decision . Loving him was fate and I was not forced to love him . I guess you can't force love and if you are meant to be , you are meant to be and nothing can come in between the love we have for each other now . I guess our love story was an ever after since our love prevailed over temptations .

His hand moves down to hold my waist into his warm hand and his head moved to plant soft kisses down my throat. I close my eyes at the sensation before his warm breath was back hitting my warm face, my eyes almost turning into a black color. "So fucking delicious" I gasped again when I feel something hard poking my cloth wet area. He planted soft kisses on my cheeks nose eyes before moving them again to my lips. This time he kiss me slowly as if he was afraid that he might hurt me or as if I was something fragile, easy to break off. He places his forehead against mine and closes his eyes, he let out a sigh before slowly rubbing our noses together,

She pretended not to have noticed and turned to hurry away. Madeleine who seemed to noticed her movement ran to her and held her hand dragging her to their table. "Cousin, were you trying to run away?" Adeline gave a snort before following her, leaving the hall of gaping students. The students quickly broke into gossip, "Wow, I'm I seeing things now?""Is it just me or those two seem closer than before." One guy let out a disappointed sigh as he watched them. "Ai ya... To think I was eagerly waiting for the two beauties to fight and now that dream seems to have become impossible."

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

We’ve all read them right? Those sappy romance novels, the ones where some handsome stranger rescues the damsel in distress. He’s wealthy like no other and adores the ground she walks on. There’s some life altering event, a struggle of some kind but it gets resolved and they live happily ever after.