Passionate Lesbian Novels & Stories

Kael asked calmly. I glanced at him, admiring his patience. How could this person be a vampire? He was meant be a saint. “It's too far.” Janie whined. “Really?” Kael asked with an arch of his eyebrow. I would have laughed if I wasn't pissed. “Can we not go?” Jack asked. Kael glanced at me, asking for my opinion. I shrugged, telling me I was okay with anything he decided. Honestly, I didn't want to deal with their excessive public display of affection. I might end up being sick.

Wasn't it just yesterday that we signed the contract? She didn't say a word. All she did was fold her arms and avert her gaze. Seems the terrified Lylah is no more. She must have realized I would not do anything to her, and was back to being the cute, deviant darling. “You know…” I placed my hand under her jaw and turned her face so she could look at me. She tried to struggle, but my hold didn't relent until her eyes were locked with mine. “Being stubborn excites me, darling. I'm like a beast, a predator who gets aroused when the prey runs or is being tough. I love challenges. Fear excites me.”

He asked soulfully and claimed my lips for a passionate kiss. To be continued...

This heavy rain is unforgettable for me. He just continues to fucked my ass, and I continue moaning. He holds my neck and he started to moves very fast. Ohh, ahhh, ughhhhh! " This is just what you can hear from me. He kisses my lips, and he continues to move. Ahhhhhh, ughhhhh—these are the words I can hear from him also. "You're so hot; why are you so delicious?" as he said. This is my first time experiencing this lustful feeling."

After a few minutes of pleasuring her, she gently pulled me up by my hair. "My turn," she whispered sensually as she licked my ear. She stood up, her hands finding my arousal, and her actions coaxed a soft moan from me. Leaning down, she took it into her mouth, expertly sucking and igniting a fiery passion within me. I felt like I was on the brink of an explosion as her mouth moved skillfully up and down my shaft.

It is hard to keep from falling in love now that the English are here. She had taken me seriously when I told her that I did not require any blandishments, and I warmed to the thought that she might suggest that I had awakened her reflection. I felt that dreadful twinge once more. "You like the English?" "Yes." "Why?" She sighed, "They are very bons garçons, clean, and fine men, and they also have sentiment—Yes, it is difficult not to feel." "What do you do when you experience passionate feelings at that point, Suzette?"

I chose silence, for some stupid reason, I couldn't stop thinking about Brandon, and arguing with my husband would only break my concentration even more. “But I'm a godly man. You've been begging me all these days to make you mine, to give you one child, another. I think I want to answer your pleas today.” I shook as a sudden fury grew in my chest. “Bill Allen, I begged you for years to give me a son, to even touch me in bed, but today I realized how crazy I was. I don't want you to touch me” I looked at him with deep hatred. “I don't want you to touch me ever again in my life.”

’ she laughed and squeezed my breast, making my lips part in pleasure – both those on my face and those between my legs. She admiringly stroked my firm young breasts, teasing and tweaking my nipples until I murmured and squirmed with pleasure. ‘I should have guessed something from how little she’s said about you, since you started working for her – but I’ve been so busy myself, I didn’t think’, she admitted. She declared that her lover could never have resisted such a tempting young thing as me, once she had realised that I was a lesbian.

The dimly lit loft pulsed with a low, sensual hum, velvet curtains drawn to shield the night outside, the air thick with perfume and anticipation. I stood near the bar, my silk dress clinging to my skin, the fabric teasing my curves as I surveyed the room, my adventurous spirit drawn to the whispered rumors of this exclusive gathering. I’d explored my desires before, but the promise of a lesbian orgy—a tangle of women lost in pleasure—ignited a wildfire in my core, my pussy tingling with eager curiosity as the first guests arrived.

Kissing and rolling her thumb around his nipples. Growling at the intensity of the pleasure, Aiden cupped her breast. When he broke the kiss, he slapped her nipples teasingly. “Now, be a good girl and fuck her.” Aiden ordered. “What? Aiden!” Lisa bites out, her resistance flooding through her. She rarely acts lesbian sex and she can’t wrap her mind why Aiden wanted this now. However, Aiden only wanted to derive pleasure in watching the girls and also to come up with all the fantasy their viewers harbor in mind.