Hot Sexy Romance の小説・ストーリー

I could swear that I didn't see it coming, it's happened so fast that suddenly my body crashed into his hard body as his hands gripped my back, I gasped as my hand come in contact with his thorn chest. OMFG! I could feel the hard toned body underneath his shirt, I bet he has those perfect abs that can make every girl drool over him. "Stop playing innocent with my Tabitha" he whispered huskily before colliding his hot lips on mine. Oh damn it! His one hand went to my head as he takes my lips deeper like he couldn't get enough of it, his warm lips were covering every inch of mine not missing out a spot, I felt my breathing hinge at his sudden assault.

She had never craved for a man's cock as much as she craved his at that moment and she had no idea why. Perhaps it was his dangerous calmness, or how he reaked of sin. Or maybe it was because he was the hottest man she had ever set her eyes on. Whatever it was, she wanted it. She wanted that darkness to be wrapped around her like a blanket. Thinking about him all night gave her goosebumps. She remained wet until morning. She had no other choice but to pull out her rose toy. Cummig for the third time that day seemed to do the trick, and she ended up sleeping like a baby early the next morning.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

It hit the internet like wildfire. By dawn, the entire city was buzzing about the headline: "Billionaire Damien Cole in FAKE Romance? Leaked Contract Exposes Staged Relationship." Serena sat frozen in front of her laptop as the article was splashed across every major gossip site. The article came with a photocopy of the original contract, complete with her signature and Damien's. Bullet points were highlighted in red. "Duration: Three months minimum." "Public appearances required." "Emotional intimacy not guaranteed."

My nipples were hard against my shirt, and I felt that heat building between my legs, imagining his hands on me, pushing me back against the fridge, sliding inside me rough and fast. But then he opened his mouth. "Done staring?" he said, his voice low and cocky, those hands grabbing my waist hard, pulling me right up against him. Our bodies pressed together, his breath hot on my face, lips so close I could almost taste them. I gasped, my heart pounding, and pulled back a little, trying to play it off. Damn, he was hot, but I wasn't going to let him know that. Not after the day I'd had, with Alex's betrayal still burning in my chest.

My ass burned deliciously around his thick cock as he stretched me wider with every thrust. “Please… I can’t… I’m begging you… slower!” I cried, even as my hips pushed back to meet him, betraying how much my body craved the roughness. Kai leaned over my back, his tattooed chest pressing against me, and whispered hotly into my ear while continuing to pound both my holes mercilessly. “No mercy tonight, Sophia. You came here looking for heat. This is what you get.” He kept fucking me hard with cock slamming deep into my ass, four fingers stretching and rubbing my pussy without pause. My screams echoed off the glass walls of the suite as the intense, dirty double penetration continued, pushing m

Jax gripped Emma’s wide hips tightly and slammed his thick cock into her soaked pussy from behind with brutal force. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the living room as he bottomed out, his heavy balls smacking against her clit. “Fuuuck, this cunt is tight and sloppy already,” he growled, pounding her hard. “You ordered pizza and now you’re getting bred like a cheap whore. Three horny sluts on all fours begging for delivery cock — you girls are the nastiest bitches I’ve ever met.”

hot, demanding, tasting like coffee and mint. His hands would slide roughly under my dress, fingers digging into my thighs as he ground his hard cock against me. I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck, hear his low, desperate groans every time he thrust deep inside me, filling me completely. My legs would shake around his waist while he fucked me hard and fast, sweat slick on our skin, my nails digging into his back as I cried out his name. Those nights left me sore, satisfied, and completely fucking his. Now we barely even touched each other except for quick kisses when we passed each other in the morning. Sometimes, he would text “I miss you” late at night from different countries

she gasped, rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles. Damon’s hands gripped her ass, guiding her. “Ride me, baby. Take what you need.” His voice was rough velvet. She rode him with building passion, breasts bouncing as she leaned forward to kiss him. He thrust up to meet her, hitting that perfect spot every time. The pleasure was mad—intense waves crashing through her core. He flipped them suddenly, staying buried deep, and made love to her in missionary with surprising tenderness.

my voice hoarse from screaming. “Liam….Daddy……hmmmm…I’m gonna…..ahh….” “Do it. Milk my cock. Squirt all over Daddy’s Christmas lights.” I explode, pussy clamping like a vice, squirting so hard it splaIs the floor, the desk, his thighs. The lights short-circuit with a pop, sparks flying. He roars, slamming deep, pumping the condom full of thick, hot ropes. I feel every pulse, every throb, until we’re both shaking.