Heartstopper Sex Novels & Stories

I was about to get up and return to the master bedroom when the mattress dipped behind me. Virgil lay down at my back and slipped an arm around my waist with easy familiarity. Then his hand stopped. My breathing slowed, but my heartbeat did not. His palm had found the raised skin there. The whip marks had only just begun to heal, and I still had not told him.

Sex would cross that line they weren't supposed to cross forever, and none of them could return to how they were before. But he was far gone in the madness to think rationally. His mouth found hers, and he kissed her hard, as if he were trying to pour eighteen years of restraint into one moment. She kissed him back, her tongue sliding against his, and let him lower her to the bed. He followed her down, his body covering hers. His cock was hard against her thigh, and she reached between them to guide him to her entrance. He paused there, the head of his dick pressing against her slick folds. “Tell me to stop,” he said, his voice breaking. “If you want me to stop, tell me now.”

“That’s up to you, baby. You can go back to boring, safe sex with him… or you can keep getting fucked properly by his brother.” He kissed her forehead almost tenderly. “Either way, I’m not done with this pussy yet.” Sophia closed her eyes, feeling his cum still dripping out of her, and wondered how the hell she was going to choose.

"We just have to be quiet." It was impossible. The sensation of being inside her, the risk of being caught, the desperate need to be quiet while every nerve ending screamed—it was the most intensely erotic experience of his life. Sienna's hand covered his mouth as she moved faster, her breathing becoming shallow, and when she came, she bit his palm to keep from crying out. Marcus followed seconds later, pulling her down to his chest as he released, his face buried in her neck to muffle any sound. They stayed like that for a long moment, breathing hard, completely terrified that they'd been caught. But there was no knock on the door, no indication that Ava had heard anything. They straightene

And just like that, they trash me to the side and resume fucking like they’re shooting a porno film. Releasing a soft sigh of relief, I walk back to the sitting room, my knees clapping on themselves. I sit still, legs crossed, free hand innocently beside my body as if I didn't just drip on my fingers. The glass of whiskey remains untouched. I dump it on the table and let out a long breath. That was close, too damn close. My racing heart steadies, the rush of adrenaline slowly gets replaced by the heat thick between my legs! Who would have thought sex wasn't a bland chore to please your partner?

At more than 5 feet, she still has to raise her neck when talking to me, yes I'm that tall, 6ft5’ or more I think. "You look beautiful" I complimented. She blushed making her pale cheeks very red. "We should get going!" I announced and stretched my hands forward to take hers. We said goodbye to her mom and sister and left. I thought the drive was going to be a quiet one but it turns out Miss Charlotte is a Chatterbox!! Goodness Me! My ears are bleeding….. 👩‍⚕️CHARLOTTE👩‍⚕️ "Are you ignoring me?" I asked for the umpteenth time. This guy doesn't even want to help kill my curiosity. Who acts like this on a first date uhn?

Even though she already sees how Alex feels, she also can’t make her heart stop loving Alex. Helena is well aware that right now she’s like she’s on a rocket where she can’t stop or come back. She can only keep going, even though she already knows how it ends. Even though her love is like a novel, that’s already known at last, she still can’t stop. It may sound stupid, but that’s what happens when she can’t control her heart anymore.

My heart skipped. “I wasn’t planning to.” “Good.” A beat of silence. “Because this,” he said quietly, “is where things change.” And for the first time since I arrived at Hawthorne House… I believed him, and I wasn't scared. ---

Camille shook from the electricity that suddenly shock her body. " Do you think you could do that," Nosh whispered to her as he held her by the neck. He licked her neck which made her to moan out loud at the unexpected sensation. Her legs suddenly felt weak , but the pain in her loins wouldn't make her forget the fire she felt down there. Nosh forcefully drew her against his chest as his erect shaft pocked her behind. He made her turn around before asking her to get on her knees. He unzipped his trouser and let his length pop out hard.

On and on he pumped, it seemed like it would never end, his length pounding in and out of her at a bruising pace, her breasts burning as his hands squeezed and twisted while they pulled at her body. She felt like it should come to an end but at the same time she wanted him not to, she grabbed his thigh sinking her nails into him as they both moaned softly. Echoes of their flesh slapping together filled the room alongside the bed squeaking for dear life. "Fu-ck," she moaned softly as her orgasm finally hit, he also felt himself exploding into her as he collapsed to the side with her cream all over his length. "I love you, June," Hardin whispered in between breaths.