Lust Romance Novels & Stories

Shana patted him affectionately on the chest and added, “Stupid!” But he lovingly added before kissing her once more, “But I’ll remember.” Few Minutes after in Luke’s Apartment… Shana looked at him shyly. When she was about to speak he kissed her tenderly. Shana felt the touch of his lips and all the weight faded from her shoulders, she felt herself floating on a cloud as the man she loved kissed her. He turned away from her and looked at her smiling and says, "I love you." "I know horny teacher, I might love you as well," She said with a sweet smile.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

he said, leaning in for a kiss, which Ismael obliged too. Lost their own world, both Ismael and Leo had forgotten the presence of others. Forgotten in their slumbering kisses, they had pushed for something much more intense, until Leo had felt a tap on his back, halting them both through their imaginary world. A scoff from a female voice had erupted their romance, forcing them back into reality as Ismael swerved, pulling away from Leo.

Lust and love Luther POV “Get me a cappacino cofee” I said to my cook as I made way to the varenda, fresh air hit me as it calmed my nerves while sending chills down my spine, I could feel blood pumping on my below as my thought raced immediately to rose. I remembered the club, her eyes, her hands, how she drew me closer and lastly her moans. “Was this lust or love ?” I thought to myself but I definitely was sure that it wasn’t just lust , I’ve been with other women sexually I didn’t really think of them that much.

Bisola, sitting by her neatly arranged corner of the room, sipped from her coffee mug and said with a small smile, “You’ll get used to it. They argue every day, but five minutes later they’re sharing biscuits. “That’s true,” Bisola said. “Fighting and food — their love language.” Felicity smiled. The room felt alive in a way she hadn’t expected. And oddly enough she didn’t seem to mind it. After classes had ended for the day, they all ended up sprawled across their bunks, Mope lay face down on her bed, groaning dramatically. “If I ever see that lecturer again, I’ll scream.” “You said that yesterday,”” Bisola said, tossing her a pillow.

"I also tried reading to you once. While you were asleep. I picked a romance novel." Louis's eyes widened. "Which one?" "The one you had on your nightstand." "That was a dark romance, Lorenzo. The main character gets buried alive." Lorenzo winced. "I didn't get that far. I fell asleep before the plot started." Louis shook his head, "You are hopeless and annoying” "Hopelessly in love with you," Lorenzo said, the words slipping out before he could stop them. Louis went still. "Don't read any more romance novels," he muttered. "You're bad at it."

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

He intertwined our hands above my head, our chest beating, my legs still around his waist hanging on for dear life. We both pant, our bodies sticky with sweat and sex. I undo my legs and support myself to stand one at foot at a time. But the tidal wave of pleasure was still in my system that my legs failed to grasp reality. I shake for a moment before Lucas steadies me, kissing me, savoring my lips. "Fantastic as ever, Ms. Santelli," he says, kissing my shoulder. "I needed that." "Me too," Lucas agrees. "Now let's get you cleaned up."

They knew their time together was limited, but they were determined to make it unforgettable. Rahul pulled Lara over him, her breasts pressing against his chest, as their mouths met in a desperate and hungry kiss. They intertwined, and he whispered amid their kissing, "Let's make every second count, Lara." Lara's heart raced with anticipation as she surrendered her tongue to his mouth, savouring his taste. She rode him, directing his cock into her cunt and settling slowly into a rhythm that mirrored their urgency and passion. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through them, fueling their desire to make this moment last forever. They moved together, and her breasts wobbled in the int

She felt shyness crawling on her skin as her arousal grew. Where was he? She was feeling restless and soon she sensed a presence just around her legs as if someone had hopped on the bed. Her sensitive spot between her thighs throbbed painfully. Sebastian hadn't even touched her yet she felt her arousal was driving her crazy. The sexual tension she had feeling after their first night was making her insane. What did he do to her? She desperately wanted his touch. Just anywhere. She wanted him to touch her everywhere. It was just so painful to wait like this. It was torturous to spent even a second untouched.