Natasha Preston Romance Books Novels & Stories

Natasha exclaimed avoiding her jester and jokes. Ashley stepped in front of her casually handing her an envelope. "This is for you." Natasha didn't take it raising an eyebrow instead. "What is this?" She questioned. "A love letter." She replied bluntly looking so embarrassed and a faint brush appear on her face. "Pervert." Natasha frowned and hit her hand. "I don't do girls, I like Men alot." She replied frowning. "Betrayal, you like me first before Authur. I love you before any Men could get attracted to you. Well, who you like is your business and who I like is my business. And guess what that person is you." Ashley blurted out.

It was subtle, sure, but it was there nonetheless, unmistakable. “Do you want to join me for cookies?” Rose found herself offering, not quite sure who the woman was, but definitely eager to find out… She could use some spice to her life. Roman had been far too careful with her as of late, as if her miscarriage had suddenly turned her into a doll that might break at the slightest wrong move. The woman scoffed, but ended up saying, “Sure.” “Care to tell me your name?” Rose asked after some time. “Natasha Petrov,” she told her immediately. “And no, you can’t call me Nat.”

Natasha I ran my fingers along the spines on my favorite shelf on the bookshelf in the corner of my room. This shelf was where all of my romance novels sat waiting to take me to another world where I could explore all of my fantasies that I was too embarrassed to verbalize. I picked up a newer book, that I had bought, up on a whim. It’s synopsis boasted of a reverse harem shifter theme that had intrigued me from the jump. I put it in my bag to read by the fountain in the middle of town later that day.

Natasha said, looking around to see if anyone was coming but Roshan ignored her complaints and slowly closed the distance between them. “You look really beautiful," Roshan said, placing one of his hands on her cheek and the other hand firmly on her waist and his touch melted her body down to her feet. “What are you doing?" She said softly with her eyes dangling around his red, delicious looking lips. “We have some unfinished business to attend to and I can't wait any longer," he whispered in her ear and Natasha felt her whole body respond positively in a bad way to his words. She shouldn't be feeling horny just by his mere words especially during this hour where she needs to be working and c

"And don't throw away those other buckets. I will come for them soon." She snorts and lifts her perverted book to her face. "I wouldn't dream of stealing your trash." My eyes travel to the cover of her book. Jesus Christ. Hayden is gone for one day, and she is already reading a porno! I swear Natasha is sex addicted, and judging from the sounds I hear at night, Hayden is the same junk and corn. Well, whatever floats their boat. I walk up the stairs for what seems like a billion times until all five buckets are in the lifeboat.

Like he needs to absorb her, merge with her. "Still," he commands, when her body stirs even in sleep. We see it. Natalia is struggling. Not with her body—but with her soul. She resists. It’s not submission in her… it’s power. Instinct. When his hand travels down her thigh, a small whimper escapes her lips. Barely a whisper. "No… please… please…" Roman freezes. He pulls back. Carefully, he lays her down again. His expression has changed.

A dark look crossed his eyes as he put on his robe and shut the door. ... Charlie didn't return all night. Unable to sleep, Natasha tossed and turned for hours. Images of Leonard's naked body and erect cock plagued her head until she felt she would go insane. When the ache between her thighs became unbearable, she stripped off her clothes, lowered her hand and touched herself. Pleasure surged through her. She bit her lips to silence her moans as she flicked the sensitive skin around her clit. It felt so good, so heavenly. She clutched the sheets, her hips moving in a circle, her toes curling tightly. Her fingers worked fast, sensually stimulating her cunt and building up her release. She cou

Natasha's words elicited a disbelieving look from Ibrahim, and it feels so good to her. However, Ibrahim was surprised. Does she really know everything? His mind is occupied with so many thoughts. Natasha titled her head and gave Ibrahim her mischievous smile. Taking advantage of the fact that he is not aware of his surroundings, she kissed him. Her body misses him; she misses his touch, which always gave her a spark; she misses the moans he elicited from her, when he thrust into her; she daydreams about the past. But it’s not the same for him; he felt disgusted. This time he harshly pushed her, which made her stagger back a little. He wiped his lips and again went his way.

He stared at her, his mind busy, but not too busy to notice the steady rising and falling of her breasts under the thick material of her overcoat. “You want that fast action?” He said ponderously as if speaking to himself. “And I should get it based on the amount I'm offering.” “You'll get it,” he said sharply. There wasn't much he wouldn't do for money. Natasha stood up. “See you in three days,” she said and walked toward the door. Barely paused his thoughts, to watch the sinuous roll of solid hips as Natasha moved to the door. It was a show he felt, even priests and monks would have stared at, and he was no priest nor a monk, so he watched with no inhibitions.

So I just stay in Liam's room and told them I wasn't feeling well and need to rest. I stare on the ceiling trying to remember where I saw Natasha. She looked so familiar and I don't like her. She seems like bad news. Liam said they had a past and she seems only two or three years older than me. So it means whatever they had wasn't ancient history. Liam said that it is business but she doesn't look like a business woman to me. She was wearing a slutty outfit and would probably past as an escort. My jealousy is eating me. I can't help but imagine what they are doing together. Natasha was fucking hot. She's like a perfect ten, how can I compete with that. It's not like Liam's my boyfriend but I