Online Romance Short Stories Novels & Stories

It was obvious he wanted Marsha to be jealous. Carrie pulled slightly away. ^Almost} Maybe you were right when you said there is no such thing as love. It is an overrated feeling connected with sexual compatibility. One thing you have in your favour though, if I get tired of sex, maybe Marsha will oblige!’ It had started out as a romantic conversation, but now Carrie felt Alexis stiffen.

Luna rushed to Jaxon's side, tears streaming down her face as she wrapped her arms around his massive form. "I was so scared," she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. Jaxon nuzzled her cheek with his wet nose, his eyes shining with love and gratitude. "I'll always protect you," he said, his voice low and intense. Luna felt her heart race as Jaxon leaned in to kiss her, his massive form towering over her. She felt a rush of desire and passion as his lips met hers, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that left her breathless. As they pulled away, Luna felt a mix of joy and confusion. She knew that their relationship was dangerous and forbidden, but she couldn't resist the magne

“Even though you have short legs and small hands.” “Thank you.” I said blushing, while he picked me up and took me to the nearest mirror. Now it is more natural for me to look at myself in a mirror, and even more so when the person behind me is Dr. Mark. “You look so beautiful.” He repeats once again in my ears. Now he licks this one a little, while I hold my hands on his hips, while I turn around, leaving my reflection behind. This time I kiss him, placing my hands on his chin while he lets me touch him. So my tongue and his come together as one. I don't believe in fairy tales, but I feel like a princess and he is a prince who loves me, and he tells me how beautiful I am. I feel like we are

I said, holding his hand. “You will,” he said. “As my mate, my Luna.” “I like that,” I said, smiling. We kissed slowly, his tongue in my mouth, but we stopped before it went too far. “Mmm,” I moaned, pulling back. “We have to wait.” “I know,” he groaned. “It’s hard.” We did this every day, sneaking touches, kisses, but no more. “Your scent’s getting stronger,” he said one afternoon in his office. “The shift’s close.”

Mark's head fell back against the couch, his hands tightening on her hips as he guided her movements in a slow, rocking motion that built the tension between them. Their kisses grew deeper, more heated. Claire's blouse rode up as she moved, and Mark took the opportunity to slip his hands higher, cupping the sides of her ribcage. His thumbs brushed just beneath the curve of her breasts, teasing without rushing. The anticipation made her ache with longing. She kissed him harder, pouring all her pent-up emotions into the connection, the frustration of the day dissolving into pure, romantic desire.

The only reason she was able to reach his height was because of her six-inch heels. Ronan’s hands tightened around her hips. It was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t want the daughter of his best friend, but he could hardly control his growing erection when her ass was running against him like that. “Be careful.” His voice was unusually hoarse as he spoke. Camilla took it as a challenge. “Or what?” She arched her back, pressing her ass directly against his erection. He inhaled, his fingers tracing the hem of her dress. “Or you find out what happens when you play grown-up games.”

The back of hand flexed as his knuckles brushed against my cheek in a feathery touch. Involuntarily, my lashes fluttered close, breathing in the scent of him. His hand continued their slow descent towards the corner of my lips. “To love you…” I drew in a sharp breath when his sweet touch ignited a spark that trailed a path down my body until heat bloomed in my core. Now his palm settled around my neck where he pulled me close to kiss me. Once. “To make sure the anomaly never gets to see another day.” A growl slipped from his throat.

Dora curled on her side facing him, her heart hammering so hard she was sure he could hear it. “Dora…” Aiden’s voice was low and rough in the darkness. “I can’t stop thinking about how good you feel when I touch you.” Dora’s breath caught. She shifted closer, her body trembling with years of hidden longing. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered, the confession finally slipping out. “I’ve had a crush on you for years, Aiden. I never thought…” Before she could finish, Aiden rolled toward her and captured her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. It started slow and passionate, his lips warm and firm against hers, then quickly grew more intense. His tongue slipped into her mouth, tasting her, cl

She smiled brightly before kissing him beneath the moonlight. And this time— There was no hiding. No shame. No fear of society. Only love. The kind that survives cruelty. The kind that heals loneliness. The kind that finally gives two broken people a place to belong. Together. Forever.

“We’ve been watching you two for weeks. Figured it was time we all stopped pretending.” The woman, beautiful, curvaceous, with long dark hair and confident eyes, stepped forward and kissed me first. Her lips were soft but demanding, her tongue sliding against mine as her hands cupped my breasts through my dress. “I’m Lena,” she whispered against my mouth. “And this is Alex. We’ve cum to the sound of you two almost as many times as you’ve cum to us.” Alex pulled Kale into a firm handshake that quickly turned into something more charged. The tension in the room was electric.