Lovely Erotic Novels & Stories

One minute we were standing in a field of flowers kissing passionately and the next I was lying naked beneath him while he took me with a fury that surpassed the passion of a vampire. As I lay spent in his arms, he kissed me gently on my temple, then each breast, then my abdomen. I shouldn’t have been surprised when his tender kisses found their way to my most private area, but I was. Perhaps it was more the fact that I would have such an erotic dream more so than the fact that Luthias pleasured me in such a way. It certainly wasn’t as if he’d never done it before. I closed my eyes while I reveled in the sensations as Luthias took my shameless body to heights beyond measure. I allowed myself

Trying to get him to add more passion into the kiss. Hunter had no problem in increasing his pace. One of his hands secure a hold on her hip while the other teasingly moves under her gown, where he discovers she had her panties on. Slowly, his hands locate her swollen nerve through her lace underwear and applies a little pressure on it. Iris gasped in response and her back arched towards him. He could feel her hardened nipples rub against his bare chest. The feeling turning him on the more. His lips move from hers to her neck, where he took delight in sucking and biting while he applied pressure to her aching knob below.

“Let me see you, Mak.” In for a penny, right? I loosened my grip and the towel pooled around my feet. His gaze roamed over every inch of me, as potent as his actual touch. He closed the distance between us and his hands gripped my thighs and lifted. My hands went to his shoulders and within seconds my back met the soft surface of his bed. His lips went to my neck and he trailed kisses down my torso, until he pulled the dark chocolate tip of my nipple into his mouth. My back arched, and my legs tightened around his hips, mine rising and seeking the hard length if him. His mouth trailed soft, wet kisses to my other breast then moved lower. His tongue dipped into my belly button and a mixture

I melted into his touch and was thankful that his arms were around me because if it weren't for that, I would have fallen long before. He was being so gentle that it surprised me. His lips were wet and salty with my tears and he tasted sweet, like chocolate and mint-it was driving me crazy. My hands found their way into his hair, tangling in his dark locks, and I couldn't believe I had previously insulted his shampoo. I couldn't get enough. When we pulled away, only enough to look at each other, our chests rising and falling in a rhythm, I didn't know whether it had been seconds, or hours. Time and words were a foreign thing in this newfound world.

The way it curved, the slick, dark surface, the subtle ridges that were carved into its length, it was clearly designed to be held, to be appreciated for its somewhat tactile sensation. As I reached out, my fingers brushed against the cool, smooth wood. It was heavier than it looked, perfectly balanced in my palm. The tapered end felt remarkably. . . ergonomic. My imagination, already inflamed from the previous night, supplied the rest. A blush spread across my face as I recognized the object for what it truly was. It wasn't a sculpture. It was a carefully crafted, luxurious dildo.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

I could see everything, feel everything, and she was so tight, so wet, so perfectly mine. “Like this?” I asked, thrusting deep. “Like this.” She grabbed my thighs, pulling me closer. “Deeper, Löwe. Deeper.” I obeyed. The thrusts were frantic now, each one deeper than the last. I watched myself entering her, pulling out, entering again. The sight of my cock disappearing into that tight, wet pussy was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. “Look at this beautiful little pussy,” I whispered, voice hoarse. “Look at how you take me. All open. All wet. All mine.”

"Alone at Last" TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. " Xavier's POV " For months she had been my obsession.

He added another finger and I gasped, loving the feel of him in me. "Oh my God! More." I begged when Leo came up and sealed my lips with his, kissing me as he stroked my body. I reciprocated, whimpering in his mouth as Elijah kept licking my sensitive spot, slurping on me like I was his favorite juice. Soon he pulled out and replaced his finger with his huge, dangling cock that I wanted to suck. I wanted to taste his cum as I did with Leo. Was it as delicious or more salty? At first, Elijah used his dick to tease my entrance, and my mouth formed an "oh" when he thrust in roughly, my legs wrapping around his waist.

LORENZO Three days. Three days of pure paradise in that isolated villa, where time suspended itself on our intertwined bodies. Aurélie revealed herself to be an insatiable lover, receptive to every caress, every glance. Morning, noon, night – on the beach, in the pool, against the walls, on the breakfast table. Her tight body, her moans, her dazzling beauty made me addicted. She is perfection incarnate: sculptural curves, silk skin, green eyes that pierce me with possessive fire. The most desirable, the most beautiful, I repeated to her a thousand times, and she would blush, give herself more fiercely. My sperm marked her everywhere, in her, on her – the seal of my absolute love. Happy? I wa