Heartstopper Sex Novels & Stories

He gets her hand then put it to his beefy chest, Keesha can feel his beating heart pumping so fast. “My heart is about to explode by just hearing your voice.” A sincere statement that came from him. Keesha doesn’t listen to him… she squeezes his nipple that sends extreme pleasure to him. His mouth parted in pain! Jostein immediately takes it off but his member turns so hard! He takes a glimpse to her but she is already staring to his handsome face. “How many sex we will be doing until I can go home—“ A thumb pressed to her lips making her immediate silence… Jostein goes closer to her—inches away from her face then speaks.

His hands were in my hair, guiding me as I worked to bring him to the edge and over. As Xavier's climax drew near, he abruptly rolled me onto my back and entered me with intense force. It was anything but gentle; it was raw and rapid, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. His lips trailed a path down my neck, leaving marks that would later be difficult to explain away. Every touch from him elicited an eager response from my body, and I craved more. With each touch and thrust, our passion for each other intensified. This wasn't just sex; it was something deeper and more profound than I had ever experienced before.

“Shut up and start fucking me before I change my mind” He kisses my back, the breathy kisses making my skin pebble up. One of his hands finds it’s way to my clit and he starts making little circles that makes me clench which causes him to give an involuntary thrust as if he can’t control himself. He stills himself for a second then proceeds to start moving in slow shallow thrusts. When he realizes that I’m not feeling pain but pleasure his thrusts become harder. I’m moaning and it’s uncontrollable and loud even though I try stifling it by biting the sheet but it’s useless. I wonder what Clare would think if she saw me getting backshots from a stranger. But that doesn’t matter because when th

She moaned, her pussy contracting around him, eager for his release. With a final grunt, Mr. Thompson came, his hot seed filling her up. Rachel felt his cock pulse inside her, his entire body taut with pleasure. She collapsed against him, her breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The car was filled with the scent of sex, a musky aroma that seemed to cling to every surface.

She opens her eyes staring into his soul, she is falling in love with him all over again, she holds on to him as she reaches the peak of pleasure, and then he stops. "No...." She begs. " Maybe yes." He teases her. She saddles him and pushes him against the headboard. She seems to be possessed by a sex demon and the only thing it wants is sex, raw, mad, sex. She undoes the zipper of his pants and she feels him underneath her. She doesn't need to look, he feels huge than his brother. " I don't have a condom. " He pushes his hair behind his ear. " What?"

Sweat trickles down every part of my body, and I feel so hot from the sensations blazing through me — the pure erotic pleasure gripping at the base of my spine. “See how well your cunt is taking my fingers, mi eposa. I can feel you clenching around them like a greedy little whore.” I swallow and shamelessly keep rolling my hips against his hand. Before all of a sudden, he stops and pulls his fingers out. “No, no,” I cry out, sexually frustrated as I snap my eyes open and shake my head. I’m so close — so, so close — why the hell did he stop? I turn to see the expression on his face, dark with a smirk plastered across his lips.

My back arches, hips jerking, and I come hard between us, a raw groan ripping from my chest. He follows seconds after, his own release hot against my skin, his mouth crushing down on mine like he wants to brand me with it. For a few long seconds, neither of us moves. The room is thick with the smell of sex, the sound of our breathing loud and uneven. Then it hits me. What the fuck did I just do? I shove at his chest, hard. “Get off me.” He hesitates for a beat, then pulls back, breath still ragged.

He teases me with short, shallow pushes while his fingers press into my hips. “Tell me you want it,” he says. His voice sounds rough. “I want to stab you,” I gasp. He laughs and slams in all the way. “Close enough.” We have sex on the counter. Then against the fridge. The door shakes every time he thrusts. Then he lifts me onto the table and uses his mouth on me until I cry from too much feeling. I beg him to stop even though my fingers are twisted in his hair, pulling him closer. When he enters me again I cum so hard that my sight goes dark for a moment. He finishes inside me. He holds me there with his body still inside until it softens. Then he pulls out and watches it drip onto the kitch

“Yep, babe… You know he is a beast in bed, he is making me hot crazy day by day, not just for his figure but for his sexy lips, long fingers and long thick cock. Ohh god what damn things he always does with his…“ Alright… alright, I got it… no need to explain your fuck scenes, miss sexy… I got it.“ I mid talked to stop her from giving details. Oh, God! She is crazy. I have never seen her boyfriend but what I heard from her that he is an extremely handsome and sexy guy who won her heart with a single steamy one nightstand. A journey from the bar to her apartment. And now my best friend is total obsessed with him but a little more with his body.

For a split second, a desperate plan formed in her mind. As he leaned in, she lurched forward violently. The sudden movement caught him off guard, sending him tumbling onto her. The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. Mateo’s face was inches from hers, his warm breath filled her face and his lips inches from hers. He looked into her eyes and felt drawn to her. Those eyes was the reason he always wanted to be distant, glowing in its blue nature, irresistible. He reacted instinctively, pinning her wrists to the mattress with a tight, firm grip.