Low Spice Romance Books Novels & Stories

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”

He circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, slow and steady, then sucked it gently into his mouth Charlotte’s hips lifted, a low moan escaping her. He slid one finger inside her, then two, curling them slowly against that sensitive spot while his mouth continued its unhurried worship. He built her pleasure in waves, licking, sucking, thrusting his fingers in a slow, deep rhythm. When her thighs started to tremble he eased back, kissing her folds softly until she calmed, then started again. He did this three times, bringing her right to the edge and then pulling her back, until she was whimpering his name, hips rolling desperately.

Then he takes me to his room, climbing the steps quickly, while he still holds me in his arms, my cheeks begin to turn a little red, as I watch his muscles tense around him. Upon arriving at his really clean and spacious room, he takes me in front of his bed to lie down on it delicately, while he runs his lips along my neck, making me feel in heaven, and then puts his hands on my breasts on the dress. He slowly tears off the beautiful dress, but my kind heart doesn't allow him to do it, so I stop him. “Don't destroy this,” I beg him between kisses. “It's Abby's.” He ignores me and breaks it in half, shushing me with his tongue in my mouth, the taste is incredibly delicious. Mint, champagne,

Spencer's pitch-black eyes slightly sparkled as he remained expressionless. The next moment, Lucille found herself inexplicably pinned onto the couch. Before she could react, Spencer pressed his lips onto hers, eliciting a moan from her. Lucille didn't resist but quickly accepted his sudden, passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck in response to his kiss. With their lips connected, the kiss went from aggressive to passionate. The air of romance slowly rose following their increasingly heavy breathing as the temperature in the living room gradually rose.

Author Pov Luciana steadily opened her eyes and let out a yawn snuggling her head more to something hard but she still felt so warm that she couldn't help but to held that warmth closer. Her eyes met a bare chest which was steadily going up and down. She pulled her head up a little and then realized that she was laying on her husband's bare chest. She was laying on him as he was laying on the sofa. She stared at his peaceful sleeping face for some time finally realizing how handsome her husband is.

Suddenly, she convulsed, a hot, frantic squirt hitting his face as she reached a massive climax. She didn't let him recover. She spun around and lowered herself onto him, guided his thick, rigid cock into her. She took him in one slow, soul-crushing movement that made Roman's vision go white. He felt himself slide into her, the tight, wet heat of her walls enveloping him completely. She began to ride him then, her movements fast and shallow. The sound of their bodies meeting was a wet, heavy thud that seemed to vibrate through the bookshelves. Roman's hands found her waist, his fingers bruising her skin as he anchored her to him.

Chapter 3 Lydia’s POV “If you want me to stop looking at you like this… tell me now,” Julian said, his voice low and rough as he stood there shirtless in the kitchen light. I took another slow sip of wine, my hand trembling just enough that the glass tipped. Red wine spilled across the counter and down the front of my silk robe, soaking through the thin fabric and making it cling to my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly from the cool wet silk. “Shit,” I breathed, setting the glass down fast.

I looked at Wyatt, who was appraising me with narrowed eyes. “What? She forgets I can smell her all over the books and I know what ones are naughty, because well ya know,” I leaned over and tossed him a book from the pile. I had started reading the backs of things so I purposely incorporated a little spice in her life. He looked at the title, then skimmed the back of the book, it was some mafia romance. His brows raised, I shrugged.

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