Mystery Romance For Adults Novels & Stories

Destiny Ryder, 28 and virgin, craves her first taste of sin. At Adult Fun Inc., she strips bare, blindfolded, and ready. A stranger’s tongue teases her nipples and licks her dripping wet puss*y, then thrusts deep into her virgin cunt, breaking her virginity open with wild pleasure. Sweaty and free, she’s hooked—but someone’s watching, promising hotter nights ahead. NB: This steamy collection of hot erotic and steamy stories unleashes Destiny’s story and more: sultry tales of lust, tangled bodies, and forbidden thrills.

He's getting married soon, but I can't forget him. Lindsay seemed to think she had uncovered a secret of mine, both excited and apprehensive at the same time. Lindsay wrote, [Sharon, I don't know how to comfort you. But you're so amazing; I'm sure he hasn't gotten over you.] I replied, [I'm already married. I may still think about breaking the rules sometimes, but I'm not young and beautiful like you. You must have many suitors, right?] No one can resist flattery, after all.

NEW Forbidden Love Series: SEDUCED BY LUST ******** SYN0PSIS A night of romance, lovemaking…… a lifetime of pain and regret. How could it have turned out this way? Celebrating Marcus’s thirty-fifth birthday on the tall building popularly called the horizon, Delaney put together an intimate evening party. Little did Delaney know that a simple celebration would quickly turn into a night of passion, seduction, and lies. An Adult steamy romance, Delaney Lancaster is twenty-nine years old mother, established, and seems to have it all. A night of passion turned into a lifetime of regret for Delaney.

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

Casey, an 18-year-old girl, is drawn to her confident 24-year-old neighbor. After dinner, he invites her into his room, where their connection deepens. He skillfully guides her through intimate moments, awakening her senses and emotions ******************** The air was thick with anticipation as Casey stood in the doorway of her new neighbor’s room, her heart pounding in her chest. The soft glow of a desk lamp cast a warm amber hue over the space, illuminating the sleek, modern furniture and the scattered books that hinted at his intellect.

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.

Mike asked, getting a nod from Duncan in response. He smirked and did so, gently rapping two knuckles on the door. The panel slid aside immediately, and Mystery-Girl's delicate hand appeared, her fingers wiggling for Mike to bring her what she wanted. Offering Duncan a cautious smile, he stepped up and lifted his mostly flaccid cock into the cushioned whole before stepping up snugly. Duncan watched for several seconds as nothing happened, but then Mike's eyes widened in shock as he felt her incredible skill. "Ho... ly... shit..." Mike grunted. Duncan turned after patting him on the back.

he asked. She thought for a second. “Ones that have happy endings.” “A romantic?” he asked. She never considered herself one. “I like noir—but the stories where the boy gets the girl in the end. Or vice versa.” “Top shelf,” he told her, indicating the back room. She went there and waited. What if he followed? What would that mean? She’d been out of the dating loop since she’d landed her current job, the one that had sucked up all her time, her mind, her soul, her life. Her fingers trailed over the broken spines of misused paperbacks, and she hoped he would follow her. But what would she say? What would she do?

I thought of historical fiction novels or something medical, since he was supposed to be doctor. “Actually I write romance books combined with legal suspense. The series is called “Love Lawyer”. It’s an unremarkable title but it turned out to be catchy,” he laughed. His answer surprised me but I quickly thought that I would love to read at least one of his books. “I would gladly buy your book. Will I get an autograph from you then?” I asked coquettishly. “For you, I will sign a very special dedication,” he sounded pleased with my question.