Hot Romantis Novels & Stories

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It felt like I was under some sexual inquisition with Remy and Kai as my judges, jury, and executioners, trying to decide which one of them was going to put her out of her misery first. “Remy, you just got divorced!” He rolled his eyes. “It’s been three years, Rene. And there’s been no one serious since Paula. I don’t get around like that.” . “No…You’ll fuck anything in sight!” I pointed He let out a low chuckle. “That’s true. I do have hoes, but I’ve always been safe. If you need an STI panel, I got you. But right now, my focus is on you, Rene. Taking care of you means with or with nothing sexual.” His eyes flew to Kai, who simply smirked.

His tongue presses through my lips as I gasp for air. He tastes like whisky and danger and him. I shouldn’t want him to kiss me. He makes my head spin. And not in the flowery, romantic way that makes a woman’s knees go weak and causes her to view life through rose-colored glasses. No. No. Dante Romano makes my head spin in frustration and anger and confusion and fear. His tongue gives mine one last swipe, and his lips are still on me as his other hand moves further up my thighs. My body is overheated. And then just like before, those skilled lips find my ear. “Tell me, Issa… were you hoping someone else’s hands would be on your thighs tonight? Is that why you’re dressed like this?

Heat crept up my neck anyway. He smirked, drumming his fingers on the wheel as he pulled out of the lot. “Liar.” Music played low, a bass-heavy beat that made the silence between us feel even heavier. I stared out the window, determined not to give him the satisfaction of watching me squirm, but I could feel his glances sliding over to me every so often. Once, his fingers tapped in rhythm with the music before he tilted his head, almost amused. “You always this quiet when you ride with hot guys?” he asked.

She then looked at him leaned in for kiss it felt like it lasted long but it was just for a few seconds “Do you like it” he asked looking at her as she blushed then he dragged her and kissed her again Dating Mateo felt like living inside a painting. He took her to hidden cafés. To quiet beaches outside the city. To late-night music performances. Sometimes he would sketch her while she talked. “Stop moving,” he said once. “I’m not moving.” “You’re breathing too loudly.” She laughed. “You’re impossible.” “And yet you like me.” He couldn’t deny that.

They were fixed on the faintly glowing screen of his phone, the strange interface only he could see. The Romanticism System. The words pulsed faintly like they were alive, waiting for him to act. He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his black hair. (This… isn’t normal. I’ve seen enough webnovels to know systems like this don’t just pop up for no reason. But… why me?) A translucent window flickered into view above him: [Romanticism System Active] Traits: Empathy, Idealism (Locked) Quest: “A Romantic Heart Cannot Be Shaken” – Survive three consecutive confrontations without losing hope. (Progress: 1/3)

The amber liquor warmed my body and I felt the tension from earlier melt away. “Well, instead of cash, we could always make it a bit more… interesting.” Romano said, emphasizing his last word as he stepped closer to Alice. What is it with these De Lucas and their seductive propositions? “What were you thinking?” Alice spoke for the both of us and she sat on the counter and crossed her legs as she leaned back. “Strip pool.” Romano said, walking in front of Alice with a smile. The look on Alice face told me she would most likely agree to anything this kid would suggest.

"After tonight, if you ever need someone to fuck when you're horny, come to me and I'll pay you for it because you deserve the best but what I would never allow is someone else touching you." "Yes, I understand. Could you please touch me now, I wanna explode." "Yes." He wasted no time sliding into me and the next thing I knew, the room was filled with groaning and loud moans. "I love you my miss B," he said with a smile as he rode me until we both reached climax. He squeezed his face, his hands grabbing my waist tightly. "Hmm…" every touch he gave to me was romantic. His hands had a way of making me want him.

This torchering session was going to be lots of fun for demien… Damien stood up in front of Darlos and taking the strip he put it on his charcoal covered chest one by one…. Darlos was flipping his body to get away from him but it all was useless as he was tied at the same spot. Darlos whole body was red and a burning sensation was mixing with his skin because of the red chilly and warm charcoal. "No…please..No…i won't do this mistake again please let me go, you whatever you want i won't interrupt",he begged but damien acted deaf and in seconds he pulled that strip of Darlos chest. "Ahh…no..no.nooo…please",

I jerked and turned off my phone screen. “Too late; I’ve seen it already,” Romi teased, settling in the seat next to me. “So do you want to fill me in on why you are checking if pregnant women can get horny?” A wry smile formed across her lips. Ignoring her questions, I opened my laptop and began working. I narrowed my eyes and straightened my posture, focusing all my attention on the laptop. “Who is making you horny?” Undeterred, she continued to tease. “Luca?” Her eyes sparkled, reflecting how much she was enjoying this.