Mature Romance Books Novels & Stories

Perhaps she would fall for him if he spoke to her more gently. He had mentioned clearly to Sean that this was a fair and square competition. Since that was that case, he needed to let Christina know about his feelings. He planned to confess to her officially. Matthew understood women loved the idea of romance. Perhaps she might agree to go out with him if he managed to tug her heartstrings. He reserved an entire luxurious restaurant and filled the venue with fresh flowers and balloons. He then brought her over for dinner. Upon arriving at the scene, Christina discovered his intention. The sight of the candlelight dinner reminded her of Michael. Back then, he had used this trick to win over h

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

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I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

"I'm sure." Chris chuckled. "You don't even know why men like mature women." "...I don't?" Chris said, "Men like mature women not because they're gentle and sensible but because they… know more." Paige curiously asked, "More about what?" Chris: "...What do you think?" Paige was at a loss for words. How would she know? "Oh..." Watching Paige's confused look, Chris said, "You don't understand." Except for lying flat like dried fish, she did not know anything.

Verbal humiliation — 5 Spitting — 2 Objectifying — 3 Shaving — 1 Sexy clothing — 5 Outdoor scenes — 2 Public exposure — 2 Body part torture Nipple clamps — 3 CBT — 1 Sounding —1 Fetishes Feet — 1 Boots — 2 Underwear (panties/lingerie)— 5 Chastity devices — 2 Masks — 2 Leather — 4 Roleplaying Fear play — 4 Abandonment — 1 Kidnapping —2 Interrogation — 4 Rape — 1 Gangbang — 5 Medical scenes— 2 Prison scenes — 2 Schoolroom scenes — 5 ;) Primal play — 2 Bodily fluids and functions Water-sports (giving) —1 Water-sports (receiving) — 1 Scats (giving) — 1 Scats (receiving) —1 Cum (giving) — 5

He never shielded me from the heartache in the pages of those books but used them as a tool to teach me about life, history, hopes, and dreams. It wasn’t until my teen years that I discovered my love of romance. What began by dipping my toes into the historical greats affectionately termed ‘bodice rippers’ took on a different tone when I was a senior in high school. I discovered the world of erotic romance. I’d always been taught that literature was a gateway for the imagination so I never dreamed that some people would frown on the romance genre as lower quality literature. After all, with a history of such utter trash like Wuthering Heights and The Old Man and the Sea being named classics,

Heat rushed up my chest as I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. “Did you have fun tonight with Zoe?” he asked. “Yeah, we just watched some stupid romcom.” I tried to keep my voice steady, ignoring the throb building between my legs. Why did he have to look so good even half-asleep? He smirked slightly, pushing off the counter and stepping closer. The smell of his cologne mixed with masculine sweat made my head spin. “You’re a beautiful girl, Maddie.” My breath hitched. My nipples hardened instantly under my thin shirt. Was he flirting with me? Was this real?

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

God, he was every fantasy I’d ever had, carved to perfection. His lips hovered against my ear as his breath fanned hot over my skin. “How come I didn't know you were this damn sexy?” he murmured, his voice dark velvet. The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze.