Proper Romance Novels & Stories

As she blinked, her long lashes brushed across his palm, causing an itchy sensation. Hannah widened her smile, but she didn't struggle. She apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Winchester. You have such a good figure. People are naturally attracted to beautiful things. I didn't notice that I was staring too much." It didn't seem sincere at all. Darren wanted to sigh again. "You're not being improper." He closed his eyes. His low and hoarse voice added a touch of sexiness. He said helplessly, "It's just that my thoughts are too improper."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he picked me up gently, without breaking our connection. He opened the car door and we slid into the back seat. But then he stopped. He pulled back breathing heavily, his eyes searching mine in the dim interior light of the car. I looked into his eyes and understood what he was asking. He was giving me the space to step away if I wanted to. Without words, I nodded. I saw the flash of heat in his eyes as we found each other's lips again. This time it became more intense. He tore his lips from mine, and placed a kiss on my forehead, as he gently slipped his hands through my dress caressing my b**bs like they deserved an award, I moaned gently, slipping

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

Mark. He grinned as he made himself comfortable next to me, his hand casually placed on my shoulder. "I could have never guess you write forbidden romance," he admitted hoarsely. "Let alone forbidden...erotica." "Why? You think love alone completes a romance story?" I folded my arms over my chest. He shrugged. "Isn't the essence of romance all about love?" I shook my head. "Love makes people dumb. I think I'II just stick to sex over love in romance, it's less complicated."

"I'm confused and shocked, sir. Besides, you also gave flowers to other women." Unable to resist any longer, the man grabbed the girl's lips and they shared their longing in bed. Romance based on love is more enjoyable and passionate than forced love. Both of them were active with their own seductive movements, their burning longing driving them both ravenous like people who hadn't eaten in days. Their moans echoed, making them drift off into the bliss of heaven on earth. The heated struggle only stopped after both of them felt tired and weak, and finally they fell asleep hugging each other.

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.

Enchanted Synopsis: Enchanted, to fill with great delight or charm. As soon as Tatiana Rivers set eyes on Damien Romano, she was head over heels for her Knight in the navy blue Armani. Tall, fair and handsome, with a dash of wickedness, seemed like the perfect recipe for a fairy tale. The only problem, he’d her best friend’s husband’s older brother. But Damien Romano isn’t interested in love, not after a past experience had left him burned and scarred for life. Although he’s attracted to his sister-in-law’s best friend, he doesn’t think he can fall in love ever again. So he agrees to only be Tatiana’s friend with benefits for the duration of two weeks while their gang goes on their honeymoon

"I need to know the man I'm choosing excels in every dimension. Love and intellect alike." "What else do you want?" He asked impatiently. "It's quiet a simple one. Even a fool can guess it right." She rolled the whip between her fingers. "If you want to make love to a woman for the first time— where would you begin?" Romulus answered without hesitation. "Foreplay." He didn't see it coming. The whip moved faster than thought, faster than instinct, and found his left shoulder with a crack that rang through the room like a clap of thunder. He barely got his arm up to shield his face.

Ethan said, "I need you to know something, Sophia. No matter what we find out, no matter how ugly the truth is, I am not letting go of you." I turned to face him. My hand was on his chest. "Then do not Ethan." His hand went along my arm, warm and steady. He kissed me again this time, full of feeling but still restrained. The way he held me was intimate, not what he took from me. We lay together tangled up skin warm breaths shared, hearts beating slowly together. Nothing felt rushed or forced. It was not about desire. It was about being chosen after everything we went through. As I fell asleep Ethan whispered, "You are safe here Sophia."