Lovestruck Books Novels & Stories

In that sorrowful moment, he knew that his loss would be eternal. Forever. ****** The book ends here officially. The second book is up. You can check it on my profile. LUST: FAINTEST SHADE OF LOVE. It was a mind-blowing journey for me and all of us. Hope to see you guys on first page of second book. I love you all.

“You need to break that nervous habit.” “I know,” she replied, now sitting on her hands. Sarah was busy doing searches on her phone, while Laura waited quietly. She was certain whatever they would learn would only scare her off more. “Aha!” Sarah said. “Get a load of this. Angelo Tsarkopolis was one of New York City’s Most Eligible Bachelors three years ago.” She looked at Laura. “Boy, you do know how to pick them!” “I didn’t pick him. My coffee did. And this only freaks me out even more.”

I thought about the way this stranger has made me feel and it made a small flicker of smile touched my lips. Maybe Lee was right. Maybe our sex was boring. Because when Lee made love, this stranger fucked instead. For me, there was a difference between the two of them.

She couldn't seem to have enough of her. Loreta broke the kiss and gently laid Maya on the ground. She straddled the girl so their pussies met. Gently, she rocked back and forth, lost in the feeling of pleasure. The younger girl's pussy was more tasty than anything she'd ever had and she was not stopping anytime soon.

His cock grew limp and he pulled it out of my love hole. ‎I'm still craving for more.

He held me upright, the plug vibrating faintly, his fingers teasing my clit as I recovered, the library’s silence a fragile veil over our sin. Chapter Three – Bound by Books The night deepened, the library’s quiet a cocoon around us, the dim lighting casting shadows that hid our indulgence. My body was a map of his touch—bruises on my hips, cum drying on my thighs, pussy and ass stretched from his patient domination—yet the curiosity for more consumed me. He guided me to a reading nook, the air thick with the scent of leather and lust, his eyes promising further exploration.

She got lost in his eyes and before she knew it she admitted…”I love you too Ryan” Ryan didn’t even hesitate. He pulled her closer by the waist and shoved his lips into hers. This loss wasn’t like any other soft kiss they’ve shared before. It was passionate. Hungry. Nostalgia on a deeper level. He grabbed one of her thighs and pulled it over his waist. Making her sit on him in a straddle. She grabbed his hand from her waist and guided it to her inner thighs. He knew exactly what she wanted. He started to trace lazy circle around her clit and when his hands got wet he shoved it inside her…moving it in rhythms that made her moan.

Hazel held his heavy gaze, completely paralyzed by the raw, unapologetic boundaries he was setting. The rules were incredibly harsh. But as she stood there in the dark, a strange, profound sense of relief washed over her. Love? She was terrified of love. Love had completely destroyed her. She had loved Liam with every single fiber of her being for five years, and all it had given her was a broken life and a hollow, aching chest. She never wanted to feel that kind of vulnerability ever again. She didn't want romance. She wanted exactly what he was offering—a dark, transactional escape.

And picking up a stranger-at a bar or off the Internet-would be even further out of the question. That they stumbled upon their cute, trusted, and long-time neighbor while she was watching p**n and frigging her pussy with a dildo in their own living room-and when Sherri just happened to be off-the-charts horny-was the stuff that fiction was made of. Jake couldn't guess what Gods of lust had worked together to make it all a reality, but he sure as hell wasn't going to question it.

I have been waiting for this to happen, it's been so fucking long I had taken a cock in my ass. With my hands on Liam's shoulders, he leaned in, captured my lips in a kiss, and dictated the pace. He slammed into me while I remained stiff, moaning into his mouth. Though a hand pried my ass open, I thrust my tongue, kissing the shit out of Liam. Oh, my god! If only my husband knew what was happening, if only he knew how many cocks his sweet wife had received in her cheap pussy. Screw me, I doubt he would ever look at me with eyes full of love.