Pure Romance Sensations Novels & Stories

Gelo has never made you feel this way, which is reasonable since you never loved him in the first place. but Genesis right in front of you, staring at you like you are an expensive gem to him just made you feel some other type of the way—just a single touch can make your organs explode. Gelo notices your nervousness, so he brings his face close to your neck—his lips biting your skin, which made your bare blossoms hardened. his arms still wrapped around your waist, his hands traveling your bareback. you never felt like this before...is this what you call affection? is this the feeling that you needed?

“The meeting goes on even if you stand, so you might as well sit.” Tristan holds Calvin’s gaze for a moment before dropping into one of the armchairs. Calvin looks at me then, his expression unreadable as he gestures to the other armchair at his end. I walk over and sit, trying not to breathe too deeply. Still, his cologne evades my senses, and I feel like I’m floating. As I pass him the file, our hands brush, and I almost expect to see sparks of electricity. If he feels it, he doesn’t react. He simply says thank you and starts flipping through the pages.

It was a touch of pure, unadulterated possession. The sensation was exquisite. His touch was calloused, rough from work, and the contrast against her soft skin was everything she had ever dreamed of. Her body tensed, a shudder of pure pleasure wracking her frame. She knew he could feel it. “Steven?” Her voice came out as a shaky, breathless whisper. The spell broke. He snatched his hand back as if burned. He took a full step back, putting a foot of desperately needed space between them. “It’s… it’s clean now,” he said, his voice ragged, stripped raw.

RUBY'S POV I was barely breathing, my chest heaving from the intense orgasm that had just ripped through me. My body was still shaking from all the manhandling he had put me through. Sameal pulled out the anal plug his fingers teasing my sensitive rim. "Look at you, so vulnerable," he whispered against my ear turning the vibrator in my pussy. The ridges scraped against my pussy walls and my toes curled in ecstasy. He slowly pulled it out and just when I thought it was over he rammed it back in. For a minute it felt like I might have gone cross-eyed. He kept up the rhythm going far deeper than I thought was possible.

She looked up at his face, as he held himself above her, watched as he closed his eyes, his lips parted, a look of ecstasy washing over his handsome features. And then her body was convulsing beneath Robert, her muscles contracting, heat flooding through her body. She felt wave after wave course through her, a strange wetness flowing from her body, pooling beneath her. But all thought left her as she gave in to the sensations. From a distance, she heard herself scream, a sound of pure pleasure. And then she heard Robert’s cry of pleasure mixing with her and felt his body shudder above hers.

Red petals were scattered all over the floor and across the large bed like something from a romance movie. Soft music played from speakers hidden somewhere in the room. It was so romantic. Exactly the kind of scene women dream about. “What do you think? Do you like it?” he asked softly behind me. I forced a smile onto my face even though my chest felt tight. “It’s… beautiful.” Richard smiled faintly and stepped closer. “I wanted tonight to be special.” My stomach twisted painfully. I knew exactly what he meant. The room suddenly felt too hot and suffocating. "Hold on a moment."

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?"

Irreverent need when the levy finally breaks. When all the sensations shatter into the stars I see mid-day. And the pain I’ve always known is washed with the colors of Wonderlight. I ride the sensation. The Demon’s mouth with reckless abandon, half expecting to find horns on either side of his head with the sounds he’s making. I swear Sai’s impossibly long tongue reaches the core. The pinnacle of everything I thought I knew. Stabbing it. Ending the notions impossible. Incapable as he sucks every last drop of the climax flooding from between my trembling thighs.

I lifted my hands up as he gently pulled my top over my head, kissing each shoulder softly. Letting my body weight drop against his, I basked in the feeling of his hot kisses trailing from my jaw to my chest. A sharp intake of breath sounded out in the room, as he continued down my stomach, ending just above my waistband. Ending up on his knees, my eyes were closed as I focused on the sensation of his fingers brushing against my thighs as he pulled my jeans down my legs, jerking as his lips met my inner thigh. I couldn't help the sounds that escaped me as he continued tracing his tongue on the skin just below my most sensitive area. Heaving out a breath, my skin was on fire as he stood again

We were united as one, and it seemed like nothing could ever tear us apart. The sensation was indescribable. A contented smile touched my lips and a few tears of overwhelming happiness rolled down my cheeks. It was a feeling of pure bliss, devoid of any mere lust. Initially, he moved with deliberate slowness, escalating the pace with each thrust. Our moans, groans, and giggles filled the air as we surrendered to pleasure. As the intensity heightened, he thrust harder and faster, my legs draped over his shoulders. I moan with immense pleasure, feeling like he was transporting me to a state of pure ecstasy.