Hot Romantis Novels & Stories

Seeing that I got out of the kitchen, Rom hurriedly walked towards me and told- 'Sir. I hope that she won't get in trouble. I was just hot-blooded and got the impulse to kiss her. Just a kiss, nothing else. Please keep it a secret sir. I'm sure Ms. Cross will have me transferred to another branch now that I messed up.', Rom said in a pitiful tone. I took a deep breath and pretended to be an innocent outsider- 'That's okay. In fact, I know how you feel. We're both men so I understand things like that happen. Just a brotherly question here, did you fuck her already? How did she taste? Was she very sexy?'

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

I will not be compared to some unrealistic standard from a damn book character. Gerard started laughing, “Gods, look at your face. Now you know how that shit feels, dickhead.” I shake my head. “Listen, something is up with Romy. In her sleep, she was telling someone not to touch her and saying ‘no’. I’m worried she was assaulted in her past.” “Well, I think you have your work cut out for you,” Gerard began. “Silja was giving me some background on Romy. Romy told Sils that her first time was a one-night stand. She just wanted to know what sex was like.”

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

His body against mine was irresistible. We moved towards the living room, where dimmed lighting created an intimate ambiance. Romain gently placed his hands on my hips, inviting me to move closer to him. I felt a shiver run through my body, a shiver I hadn't felt in a long time. He put on some music, a soft melody that further accentuated the romantic atmosphere.

Even though I love thrillers, romantic things like that are surely every woman’s dream, right? “You and your husband are the same,” Mariyam joked. “Me?” I chuckled softly. “I don’t know, maybe.” I wasn’t even sure how to answer. What if the romance they meant was different from the romance Miron meant? When my body experienced an orgasm, it was thanks to Miron’s punishment. Then, he gave me a pasca-sex treatment that probably no other woman would ever get. Isn’t that a form of romance? Like dark romance? “Aren’t you and Sir Miron going on dates like that on a cruise ship, too?” Mariyam’s tone sounded certain.

Thank you for sticking with Camila and Antonio's story. And if you crave a hot, spicy romance with a dash of forbidden love and dark erotic content, check out "Deadly Game With My Husband's Brothers." Thank you. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

“That’s so hot. I swear, Olly, if you don’t hook up with this man, I will unfriend you for ever. You will no longer be my best friend. I will tear all of our pictures together.” “Eww!” I scrunched my face. “Why would I want to do that?” “Because he’s Dante f.u.cking Romero.” I could almost imagine her duh face. “He’s super rich and sexy. Like panties-turn-wet-at-his-presence sexy. Have you seen the man? He’s the finest piece of male specimen to grace this earth.” I rolled my eyes so hard that I feared they would fall. “I’ve seen the man because I now live with him. Fine face, unpleasant character. The Ice King title fits him perfectly.”

“If…If today’s any indication, I’m not scared of a little heat. The question is… are you?” Romero gave a sharp laugh, a delicious sound that did weird things to her nipples. “I’m a mafia lord. I have a garden of body parts. I’m not scared of anything.” His hand strayed from her face around to the back of her head. Anateya sighed, leaning into his touch as his fingers delved into her hair. She’d sell her soul to this devil to have him take her, right here on the hood of his car. Romero’s conflicted expression faded, replaced by something that made blood rush to her cheeks. His stare bore into her as if he was peeling back her layers to see inside. The next moment, his lips crashed to hers.