Lgbtq Romance Novels & Stories

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

“The new Don of that mafia family seems even more ruthless than his father. He'd swallowed up quite a few old-school clans in the past year.” “He wants their power,” I replied calmly and emotionlessly. When I met Luke's worried gaze, I smiled at him. “Let's not talk about him. It's all in the past now.” Luke did not say anything more. He just held my hand, gently and firmly. The sun shone on his body and the blueprint before me. This was our new hotel and our future together — a life no longer built on lies and betrayal, but a bright future completely within my grasp.

and worst of all, he was my stepbrother. My name is Elena Romero, and I have always been the good girl that could do no wrong. Just a girl and her books they say, but what they didn't know was that those books housed my dark fantasies, dragging me into a world so forbidden that it left me craving for what I shouldn't have. And I would have gotten away with it, my fantasies would have remained fantasies, but everything changed when mother forced me to pack up and leave Italy with her. She had fallen in love with Butch, a handsome man in his sixties, and he lived in Chicago with his son, Frederick.

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

The other slid up my waist, thumbs brushing my ribs. My brain started screaming. This is Lexter Gray. This is happening. Are you ready for this? He must have felt me tense because he pulled back slightly. "Hey." His voice was softer. "We can stop." "I don't want to stop." "You sure?" Was I? Lexter Gray wasn't just rich. He was stupid rich. The kind of rich where his family owned half the city. Every single girl at Passion wanted this man. And he was here. With me. Touching me like I was special.

A hundred possibility of how tomorrow could go filled my head, but I was sure of one thing, this was certainly not going to be a romantic entanglement between me and Wesley. It was going to be purely sexual. “Fuck.”

"Hino… if I… if I started to date Toma, it wouldn't be weird at all?" "Y-Yeah. Dude, we're in the modern world after all. Well, there's still a few discrimination against same sex couples but you know, what really matters is what makes you happy." He said with a pat on my back. With his words, I kinda cheered up. "And I kind of assumed that you guys were secretly dating as well either. Buuuut, things will still end up like what I just thought so it's no problem hehe." He added. "Right."

John said grinning while touching Angel’s baby bump. “I am so excited for our baby to have a playmate!” Angel said. Maan’s eyes widened while Gil was grinning. Maan remembered that they did not used protection during their honeymoon. Good thing that she just finished her period so she believed that she’s safe. She has to remind Gil of their talk and visit an OB-Gyne for the contraceptive that they will use. “So what did you do? Did you put something on the wine or those candles? Maan asked. John and Angel looked at each other then laughed. “ Those are aphrodisiac candles, Miss Maan. We just learned about those from one of our friends. So? Was it effective?” John asked.

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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.