Office Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Her feet were crossed behind her, moving from side to side as the rest of her body moved to whatever tune was playing in her mind. I found myself constantly distracted by her movements. The emails were going unanswered while she was reading one of those sex books she’d found in one of the rooms. One of my wolves enjoyed some kinky books, which I didn’t have a problem with Emma reading. Anything that got my woman hot and horny was only a benefit to me. Ethan's POV:::

It was easier that way. Because whenever I had too much time to think, my thoughts always returned to the one thing I had spent years trying to hide. In this world, people are divided into three secondary genders. Alphas hold the highest status, gifted with natural strength and powerful suppressing pheromones. Betas make up most of the population. They have no pheromones and remain unaffected by Heats or Ruts. Then there are Omegas, the group society considers physically weakest, the ones who are often looked down upon and discriminated against.

With the seductive grin on her face, Bella couldn't believe that Dennis could let go of her grip, no man has ever done it to her but she won't give up. "Shh!" She placed a finger on his lips and bit her lower lips, "What men want is a woman that can fulfill his darkest desire and I am here to fulfill all that for you Mr Dennis' ' she whispered, her fingers rubbing her chest. Dennis removed her hands from his chest, "This has to stop Bella, this is my office and you can't come in here and try to seduce me" he fired at her with anger slowly growing inside of him.

Nobody in the underworld was innocent. Some of us were worse than the others. Nonetheless, that chip could put all of us behind bars and get us executed. It would expose our world, but not only the Thorns of Omertà’s world, but also all of the others. Kingpins. Billionaire Kings. Cosa Nostra. Cartels. Yakuza.

he said as he brushed another kiss. The strummings in my stomach had started to spread throughout my body. I could feel something growing between my legs. The sensations was like a remembrance of the past. It was something I had felt when Henry had kissed me. I had thought I was losing my mind. "Now kiss me," he said. I tried to kiss back. But all I ever did was plant my lips over and over on his lips. It did nothing to satiate the hungry need that was growing inside me. "There are different types of kisses, Mia. I call this a soft kiss. I'm going to try the intense kiss, it is called a French kiss. Tap me if you feel you might be losing your breath." He told me.

Luca, my own Italian stallion. In my fantasies, anyway. He's tall and built. His olive-toned, tanned skin draws me along with his midnight black hair and those dark brown eyes. Yum. Of course my fantasies aren't really happening right now. Because in my dreams, he catches me and then ravishes me, making me forget any other man. I've really been reading too many romance novels. Seriously. We just stare at each other, my blue-eyed gaze caught in his brown. I'm barely breathing, waiting for what he's gonna say. I know he's not my "real" dad.

Or maybe he'd suddenly realised that accepting a marriage proposal from a stranger didn't exactly speak of a sane mind. But he'd started it first. Too late for regrets, buster. I stood up and offered my hand to him, smirking at his questioning gaze. “Come on now. Like all deals we need to shake hands. You're well enough to do that aren't you Roman?” I emphasized his first name challengingly. It sounded ironic coming from me, given how I'd refused his hand in my bedroom, but matters changed. Something flickered in his gaze that I couldn't understand, but then, his lips lifted into what I could only call a deep devastating smirk.

"I might just snack om you now. Right here. Right now." Oh no, you won't. With all my might, I tried to push him off but hewas a dead weight. The more I tried pushing him off, the more clumsy he became and the further my dress went up. I was no longer comfortable, as his head was buried in my neck, planting that region with kisses. I shut my eyes, lips parted as I arousal was beginning to set in. His soft lips got to me so much so I moaned. I shut my eyes open immediately. No. No, Olivia, no. But the dude just wouldn't come off me. I had to speak.

“I just thought that he would be disappointed being mated to a witch. I don’t have a wolf for him to connect with.” “Cassie.” Her name fills my mouth with sweetness. “I swear to the Goddess that Phineas and I don’t care if you’re a witch. We want you.” Her arms wrap around my waist, my cock twitches against its mesh cage. Her lips brush against mine. I push her long hair from her face and pull her in for a deeper kiss. My world shatters around me. Cassie weaves her tongue through my mouth and her way into my heart. Nothing else matters.

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.