Kisah Cinta Romantis Dewasa Novels & Stories

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

I want readers feel the story, not just read words. The story is also very adult, yes, maybe some people think it is too much. But for me, the erotic part is not only sex. Is feelings, is trust, is power, is danger and love together. I want readers to feel that Ria and Luca love each other, not only in kisses, but in body, in mind, in heart. Every moment of intimacy is story too, it show connection, it show how much they survive together, how much they trust each other. I hope readers feel that too.

Everyone in the restaurant was very friendly and greeted them as if they had known each other for a long time, between the kindness of the employees and the romantic atmosphere of the restaurant Karina felt very comfortable: -Kari can you do me the honor of being my girlfriend. She looked at him and with a big smile she answered: -Yes, yes Antonio. He came closer and gave her the long awaited kiss, it was a delicate kiss, but with passion, which Karina liked the most. Antonio wanted to take everything calmly and that pleased Karina very much, so the big night went by, then Antonio went to leave Karina at her house and when he said goodbye Antonio took her in his arms and gave her a long kiss

Their lips met in a slow, passionate kiss, and all their worries and fears faded away as they lost themselves in the moment. Their kiss was tender and intense, each movement of their lips perfectly synchronized. Liam's hand rested on her waist, pulling her in closer, while Penelope's fingers ran through his hair, exploring every inch of him. It felt like they were the only two people in the world, lost in their own private moments.

I smiled, wallowing in those same fantasies that had only haunted me. For a year, since I turned 18, I had been daydreaming about the day we would meet our mate and how I would get struck by his manly pheromones, which would capture every part of my being and pull us towards each other. How he would hold my hands, stare into my eyes passionately, and tell me my suffering is over.

Her tiny ask and I don't think there is a need to respond because everything is obvious, right? But knowing how stubborn Kiera is, she wouldn't take silence for an answer, so having no choice, I had to answer her. “Yes, I'm in love with you, Kiera. I love you, I crave for you, I want to claim you, chain you and keep you away from the world. You should be mine and no one else! But…” Drawing my last word, my Adam's apple moved as desire mixed with sadness appeared in my eyes. “…So what if I think of that? What if I want that? What if I desire to kiss you, bend you over while fucking you, bury and fill you with my seed? It's still forbidden to you and I fear for your disappearance. Kiera—”

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

"I love you too." I didn't wait for him to say anything, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. He kissed me back, slowly and sensually. The kiss was filled with emotions, tensions and lots more. It was nothing like we have had before. It was the first time we were kissing this slowly. We pulled back from the kiss, when we were both out of breath, leaning our forehead against each other. "I love you Natasha, and I don't want you to be my sex partner anymore, I want you to be with me." He said.

I read the report expressionlessly, then deleted the report as well as my contact’s email. Victor was starting to regret everything, but I had long left his world. All of his belated devotion seemed like a joke to me. “Carolyn, you make such beautiful latte art!” The young new waitress interrupted my thoughts, leaning over the counter. I hurriedly pushed the cup toward her and chuckled softly. “It’s just a rose, nothing special. Go bring it to the customer.” “Carolyn…” She tilted her head and asked me, “Are you unhappy?”

But instead of entering me right away, he leaned down and pressed a slow, reverent kiss directly onto my swollen, dripping pussy. “Mmm… so beautiful,” he murmured against my wet folds, his voice deep and husky. He kissed me there again, softer this time, then looked up at me with dark, hungry eyes. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Mira. Every inch of you. This pretty pink pussy… all wet and ready for me. I’ve wanted this since the moment I saw you.”