M/m Romance Novels & Stories

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by:Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Thirty- two🦋 Final💕💕💕 It been over a month now and things went back to normal. Mom spent time with us and guess what am going on a real date with Jeremy and I can't wait. Mark and Nobody I guess but he had been trying to get connected to julliard the new school nerd that doesn't even give him an attention. Jessica finally settled with Bred. Wondering who is Bred?

More like my imagination had. I felt shitty after we stopped. I was Kenny's wife, not Nicholas's. Hell, I wasn't Nicolaus at all: we only shared a single kiss. But the kiss we shared was like no other. I had never experienced a kiss so full with desire. Nor has a man ever looked at me the way Nicolaus has. As if I was the only woman on earth. Although I love Kenny, he had never looked at me in such a way. Not as a girlfriend nor as his wife. Did it mean our love was lost? It was as if I was having a constant battle with myself. I loved Kenny with all my heart, but the way I felt with Nicolaus for one night. It was inexplicable.

Full Moon Heat – the bisexual threesome. The cabin door slammed shut behind them and the air instantly felt thicker. Woodsmoke from the fireplace mixed with the sharp scent of whiskey and the heavy musk already rolling off Rafe. The full moon hung low outside the big window, pouring silver light across the fur rug in the middle of the room.

Roman asked worriedly. Taking a tissue from his hands, she let out a snort. "That," she paused and let our a snort,"is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen" "What? You've never seen my brother kissing a woman?" Mikaella stopped and stared at her husband wide eyed,"How is it that I ended up marrying the less romantic brother?" "How about we get out of here and I shower you with as much romance as you want, wifey"Roman whispered in her ear and Mikaella pushed him away from her.

I HEAR THE BUBBLY BEETLE engine outside as I’m brushing on another coat of mascara. Maybe I’ve gone too far, but what the hell. Might as well give Mick a really nice view of what he’ll be missing. I’ve already decided this is not going to work, whatever this is. Even if he was flirting with me and meaning it today, it won’t matter in the long run. I’m a party girl and that’s all I plan on being until I’m old enough that I have to stop wearing underwire bras and thong underwear.

Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. TROPES: MAFIA Amnesia Enemies to Lover MM/MFM Revenge Forced Marriage ______ CAGED- A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTÎVE ROMANCE SYNOPSIS ERICA Kidnapped. Sold. Caged. I should’ve known. But with the monster I was familiar with locked in a mental asylum I stopped looking over my shoulder. And that’s when the real monster in a Armani suit, with beautiful face and a dark accent decided to haunt my dreams and every waking moment.

His eyes not once moving from mine as he glided his hands across the naked skin of the woman as she rode him with a need, the sound of their sex bouncing off the walls with the slapping sound of skin hitting skin. I snapped my agape mouth shut the sudden feeling of being flustered and hot. “Sorry, I was looking for the toilet” I apologies quickly spinning on my heels and slamming the door shut as quickly as I possibly could. My heart was pounding and my cheeks flushed so hot I knew if anyone was to see me now my cheeks would be redder than a baboon’s ass. “Maria?” a voice I recognized gasped my name. I lifted my gaze “Damon” I let out looking at the dark haired cheeky grinning man closing a

. And I rode the elevator to his office floor, dick semi hard, already wanting him in his absence. Probably the anticipation. I walked into the quiet publishing building and found his desk on the second floor. Alex looked up from a stack of manuscripts, his face going pale when he saw me. “Marcus? What the hell are you doing here?” he whispered, standing up quickly with his cheeks which were flushed a deep red. I stepped closer, keeping my voice low. “I wanted to see you, Alex. Last night was incredible. You felt perfect.” He glanced around the office, nervously. A few of his coworkers who were packing to go home curiously looked our way. “It was a mistake,” he said with his voice shaking. “

He pushes the door open and locks it behind him. Aiden is crouched in the bathtub, pressed against the cold porcelain, trying to make himself as small as possible. Damian looks down at him, his eyes darkening with lust. He doesn't speak; he just grabs Aiden, hauling him up from the tub and crushing their mouths together. The kiss is aggressive, violent, fueled by the adrenaline of the near-miss. Damian knocks a bottle of oil off the counter; it smashes on the floor, the glass shattering, but neither of them cares.