Hot, Insanely Intense, Can' T Put Down Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Renna I felt the warmth of his lips, a surge of sparks coursing through my veins. The sensation was exquisite, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It ignited a fire within me, spreading throughout my entire being, making every inch of my body feel hot and alive. The intense feeling travelled downwards, settling between my legs, creating a pulsating desire I had never known before.

My thoughts completely dissolved into a hazy, dripping rush of raw want. “I can’t control myself around you,” Finn whispered hoarsely, burying his face in my neck, his lips biting and sucking at my skin, marking me as his. “You’re driving me fucking insane, Nova. I want to rip this dress off you and slide inside you right here.” A dark rush of heat flooded my cheeks at his confession, my walls clenching tightly at the mere thought of him stretching me open. He leaned up to crush his lips against mine again, his hips rolling forward to grind his heavy length hard against my soaking wet slit—

I heard the rustle of velvet, then I felt the blunt, hot head of his cock nudge my entrance. “Beg for your present, Noelle.” “Please…please, Santa, fuck me….fill me up….need your cum….” He slammed into me, his hips brushing against my ass cheeks. “Aghhhhh…” I screamed, no sound coming out of my mouth as the stretch stole my breath. He was huge, thick, and pulsing inside me. He gave me one second to adjust, then he started moving with slow, deep, punishing strokes that dragged over every nerve in my cunt, lighting me on fire from the inside.

I closed my eyes and brushed my lips against hers. Love is all about becoming silly. In order to have it, you need to come out of your comfort zone and embrace it with all your heart. There would be many love stories displaying different types of love. Some remain incomplete. Some are painful. Some are filled with happiness, while others are built by destiny. But in the end, it is all about finding the intense love in each other and holding onto it.

We stayed in that position looking at each other with such intensity and for that moment it felt beautiful, it felt special, it felt unique, like some connections we had between each other and it was just enough to make me fall over for him. We state at each other for a little while, when he lifted my right leg without breaking contact, as he kissed my legs once more still staring at me, as he took a deep breath and slowly slide himself into me and it took everything I had in me not to scream out loud due to his length. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I stare at us, at him having himself buried deep inside of me and it was the hottest sight that was displayed in front of my eyes t

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

she whispers with a sly smile that signals my cock to perform. For years all I've ever wanted was my grandmother's meaty maw of a hole to plunge my constantly throbbing cock into. I love the feel, the smell and the taste of it. It taste like Home. Her large soft breasts comforts me like two pillows; And she goes wild at having her nipples licked, squeezed and sucked. So do I.

My AirPods were blasting dark, sensual music as I read one of my dirtiest books. I couldn’t stay quiet. “Fuck…” I moaned loudly, back arching off the bed. “Oh my god, yes…” Two of my fingers slid inside me as I kept rubbing my swollen clit with my other hand. “Mmm… please… fuck me harder,” I whimpered reading out what the female lead said in the book, eyes fluttering shut. My hips were grinding against my hand desperately. “Yes… just like that… I’m such a dirty little slut…”

I only know what I learned from romance novels, and I reverse at a hundred miles an hour. I tug away, aware of the tingling that has started in my inner thighs, and don’t trust myself to let it get any more heated than this. I’ve read that it can consume you, and girls get as carried away as boys as if they have no willpower, and I am so not down for that.