Lesbian Romance Novels 2014 Novels & Stories

com Books by Autumn Dawn: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo) The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

It was another p**n magazine. “Look at the new one I got yesterday, she said. Scooting over to me. She sat close to me, making sure we were touching each other. She opened the magazine and laid it on her lap as she began to flip through a few pages. It was a new lesbian p**n. “So, you like girls on girls” she asked, staring at me. Yeah, I just realized I like girls when I went to college, so tell me how many ladies have you slept with, she asked.

The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

I leaned back against the smooth, cool marble edge while my hand slid between my legs almost immediately, fingers parting my swollen folds as I let out a shaky breath. I was still soaked, a humiliating mix of my own arousal and Richard’s pathetic load. I opened the hidden browser on my phone, the one I kept password-protected, and went straight to my favorite BDSM site. My fingers trembled with need as I typed in the search bar: “dominant muscular man ruins married woman.” The video loaded. It was exactly what I needed tonight.

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

Clara, one of the few maids I’d grown somewhat close to, was looking at me with concern. “You’ve been spacing out a lot lately,” she said, tilting her head. “And those dark circles under your eyes… Are you sleeping at all?” “Yeah, just tired,” I mumbled, forcing a weak smile and looking away. How could I possibly explain that I was up half the night touching myself while listening to Lord Blackwood fuck other women? That I wished with every fiber of my being that it was my pussy he was pounding instead? “Not used to the work here yet?” she asked gently.

CHAPTER ONE !! Beware this is a Lesbian love!! Elise Moreau had tutored dozens of college-bound students over the years, yet none lingered in her thoughts the way Daphne Harlow did. The girl possessed a sharp mind that sparkled whenever she focused, but focus came rarely. More often, Daphne sat with her pen idle, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her gaze drifting in ways that made Elise’s skin prickle with awareness she refused to name.

“Guess I’m glad I wore this. I'd ask you to dance, but we both know we would end up doing something else. Just like old times.” My chest clenched. "Old times?" I whipped my head toward Kyle. He didn’t flinch. Didn’t even look fazed. Just cool, calm… infuriatingly unreadable. "Did they sleep together? Are they still sleeping together?" Jealousy burned so hot I could barely breathe. I glared at Charlotte, but she still looked right through me. This bitch wanted to fvck my boyfriend in front of me... like it was nothing. The bonfire cracked, music thundered, and the girls around us danced under the firelight, all curves and skin. I sat stiff in my jeans and t-shirt, gripping my untouched plate.

It was the first time she had ever tried being with a girl and the feeling was overwhelming and mind-blowing. "Oh my gosh, please April, move faster," Josephine urged, and the girls moved together, rubbing and pressing their genitals together as if they were possessed. The pleasure Josephine derived from this was far from what she had expected. The fact that this was April's first lesbian experience was beyond her because April was a natural. Sparks and ecstasy surged through Josephine's body as their pussies came in contact over and over again, their pussy lips and clits rubbing and pressing against each other.