Good Thriller Books For Adults の小説・ストーリー

" I don’t turn a person into a bookworm. You should give it a try. Reading is fun. " His fingers slid through the spines of the book. "Will you let me borrow your books?" Yes, yes. Just take care of them. " I don’t usually lend books to other people. He’s a friend, and he saved me from death. Lending him a book every week or so was not a huge distraction. "I suggest a thriller book for beginners and guys like you." "Are they good?" "They were fantastic." I walked toward him and picked up a book for him to take to his place. I chose a third-person point of view for my domestic thriller. The one that crept up on me one time. "Try this."

Each movement was brutal, unrelenting, a punishment and a reward rolled into one. “Say you hate me,” I snarled, lips dragging down her neck, sucking the pulse point until it throbbed. “I do,” she moaned, head falling back, eyes squeezed shut. “Liar.” Her body betrayed her, clenching tighter, pushing harder, desperate. My hand snaked up, fingers tangling in her hair, yanking her face to mine. I kissed her again, biting, devouring, swallowing every ragged sound she made. The world outside didn’t exist anymore. Just the slam of bodies, the scrape of teeth, the slick heat where rivalry blurred into something filthier. Darker. Addictive.

Colt Wincosin, a ruthless businessman, stands in his penthouse, anticipating the arrival of M.J., the hottest stripper in the city. As she enters, Colt's calculated hunger takes over. He commands her, using various toys and techniques to push her to her limits, extracting raw, unfiltered screams of… ***************************** The city lights twinkled like distant stars as I stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse, a glass of aged whiskey in hand.

⚠️ Content Warning: 21+ Mature Themes This story contains explicit sexual content, religious taboo, dominant/submissive dynamics, BDSM (including discipline and consensual non-consent), and psychological tension. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Intended for adult audiences only. “You shouldn’t be here after hours.” The chapel was dim…candlelit. Quiet as breath. The old stone walls held the secrets of centuries, echoing soft prayers and sin alike. And she was standing there. Again.

In one smooth motion he lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist automatically. He turned and pressed my back against the wall hard enough to knock a picture frame crooked. The new position put the hard ridge of his erection right against the place where I needed friction most and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding down against him. “Fuck,” Nathan groaned against my mouth, and the raw need in his voice sent another wave of heat through me. His hips thrust up to meet mine and the friction made stars burst behind my closed eyelids. We were still fully clothed but it felt so good I thought I might actually come just from this, just from grinding against him like teenagers.

] Author’s Note Thank you so much for supporting my work—I’d love it if you could rate this book and leave a comment to share your thoughts. As hinted in the synopsis, Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book opens the door to a series of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one bolder, darker, and more intoxicating than the last. For those who crave the forbidden… who yearn to dance on the edge where pleasure and danger blur into one, these stories are written for you. Stay with me as I unravel the next tale—one that will leave your mouth watering and a delicious shiver racing through your body.

Dark Temptations – Men who don’t just touch… they claim. Pleasure & Power – Games where surrender is as dangerous as resistance. BDSM & Forbidden Kinks – Chains, blindfolds, rules… and the wicked thrill of breaking them. Primal Possession – Being chased, caught, and taken until you can’t breathe without wanting more. Obsession That Burns – Love that feels like fire, beautiful, consuming, impossible to escape. This is not for the faint or the shy. It will touch you in places no one else dares, leave you burning, and keep you wanting long after the last page.

Her joy. Ilean into the wall, sucking in my breath and letting it out slowly. I know it sounds weird, but even while she’s flogging me, I taste her. Savor her. As Ido, my back and shoulders rise eagerly to meet her attentions. Heat floods every part of my body and zeroes in on my cock. Still fully erect, my dick begins to drip under the most recent licks of the suede on my back and shoulders. The way the tails swish and crisscross across me is addictive like the most powerful drug in the world. Even as my skin burns and itches under all that punishment.

she called back as the pleasure she had derived from it flashed through her mind and made her pussy tingle a bit. It took a week for Mr. Brooks to fix James's phone. During that time Darlene found herself having more frequent and more lurid fantasies about her son and his girlfriend... and herself. She had long been a fan of the erotic-story website, Literotica, but while her taste in those stories had been more in the "Loving Wives" category, she found herself reading more "Incest/Taboo" stories now, about women--MILFs--who either seduced their sons or who were seduced by them. Many of them included threesomes with the son's girlfriend. And there were plenty of them! Obviously, she was far