Modern Lovers Book Novels & Stories

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

Mak placed a foot on the chair between Jaida’s legs and they both smiled as Jaida caressed that her leg. “Let your tongue walk on this pussy!” Cari belted out with the song lyrics as what I saw on the stage left me speechless. Mak cradled Jaida’s head and guided it between her legs. She let her own head drop back, eyes are closed and mouth opened slightly. Yup, that looked pleasurable as fuck. Someone screamed out a married proposal and Mak smiled before lifting Jaida’s head and kissing her. Not just a peck, but tongue-down-your-throat-tonsil-inspection. My girl got a girlfriend—that used to sound good until now. Too much money flew through the air and too many guys crowded the stage. I coul

he said hurriedly. Lark just looked at him for a good half a minute before releasing a sigh. “Aren’t you being cold to your lover for leaving him outside in front of the door?” he said surrendering to Earths, please. “Oh right, but how can he enter?” he asked without having any clue.

The man cut off the call, and suddenly the mistress burst out laughing that she almost stumbled on her stomach. "Two lovers gone! Awn!!" She giggled. She then sighed. "let's see how you can really get arrogant Angelo." *Flashback* The brothel was booming with music with different seductresses, men, prostitutes filled inside it. The surrounding was hue in colour with and a girl was seen in the middle flaunting all her assets. She was been praised by the men present, she was even every men dreams. Just for one night stand, they wanted from her.

His hands slowly went down to her waist. The kiss made Diane forget her sadness. Dianne pulled away. “I’m not the kind of girl that sleeps with men for one night stand. It’s been almost a year though.” “I respect that, I can also see your starting to get cold with little goose bumps on your sweet arms.” Without another word Matthew pulled Diane’s hand and lead her to the bedroom. There was a window that was just above the water line. So peaceful. There was a nice king bed, small kitchen, living room, and a large bathroom. His bedroom was as big as her apartment though she had a large kitchen and much smaller bathroom.

He stopped kissing, put his lips close to her ear, and whispered. It was noon, but dark clouds and misty rain made the scene dim. There was no light in the room and both people could only see each other's faces through some weak light borrowed from outside. To be honest, Emily also missed the feeling of being loved and pampered by him and even missed his somewhat rough and possessive movements during lovemaking. Furthermore, she wanted to check if there were any traces of another woman on his body. But every time she thought about him having an affair with Lisa, she couldn't stand it, her body automatically wanted to reject him.

Malachi Andrews, the Alpha of Lindersay, looked out through the open windows of the infirmary at the two figures lying on two separate beds on opposite sides of the room. Gazing at the star-crossed lovers, he wondered for the thousandth time…could love really conquer all? This wasn’t the first time he had seen a pair, who weren’t mates, be drawn to each other like magnets…or perhaps, the better notion would be, ‘like moths to a flame’? Their love was always ill-fated, would perhaps always remain so.

I expressed, and our night was filled with moans and pleasures. THE END. My Dear Readers, Thank you for supporting my story. It means so much to me. Love lots! Lovesassydreamer F*: Lovesassydreamer writes Email: love.sassydreamer@g***l.com

While pushing deeper into his lover, letting go of all his restraints and allowing himself to get lost in his lover's body. Inside the room, rapid breathing sounds came from the messy, luxurious bed. The lips and tongues of the two people on the bed were fiercely entangled, their breathing mixed together. Their passion lasted well into the night. The two men committed the ultimate sin together, becoming lovers under the moon even as they share blood. ******

“We’re bringing our own drinks. Maximus said he’d be on the lookout and Jeckell is gone.” “Doesn’t mean there’s others that won’t try the same shit,” I palmed my face. “Really, Loren. All I want to do is read my tacky romance novel and go to bed.” I turned back to the book in my hands. It was something I’d picked up from the “free” part of the library that afternoon. A cliché novel about mermen and sirens. It was highly unrealistic but damn, did it have good sex scenes. Loren “hmphed” and crossed her arms over her chest. Then she jumped across the room, snatched the book out of my hands and threw it away from me. I stared at her, slack jawed and completely baffled.