Racy Novels & Stories

Delicately, Rurac's fingers finally slid into my wetness and stroked me in a delicious rhythm until my toes curled up deliciously in pleasure. "Rurac," I writhed helplessly and desperately as I knew I was close to feeling that heavenly release he had made me feel a few times before. "Give it to me ......please....." I pleaded to look at him with intoxicated eyes. I saw something wicked gleam in his eyes and that turned me on even more than I could imagine. He suddenly increased his pace but then suddenly stopped. He pulled his finger away from me and I gasped in protest.

Jayce “Fuck…” I cursed, closing the door of the bathroom, holding my hand to my heart, that is thumbing in my chest as if I were a teenager. Sharing the same space with Rachel was dangerous. I knew it, but didn’t realize that it was going to be that hard. I took some deep trying to calm down my thumping heart, which seemed to be popping out of my chest at any moment now. Rachel was never the type of girl who was shy, she speak what was in her mind, at least when things come to sex. Other than that, she is pretty good at hiding anything else.

When he pressed against my dripping opening, I couldn’t help the broken sound that fell from my lips that quickly morphed into a scream when he thrust into me so hard, my bones rattled. He didn’t allow me time to adjust, he kept on with his punishing pace, fucking me with such brutality that my eyes rolled back in my head and I couldn’t speak, much less moan. Tears dribbled down to my hairline as I took the pain and pleasure in a mix that had me addicted, his groans and grunts filled the room as he increased his pace, making me claw at his muscled arms “Fuck baby! You feel so fucking good” he growled, releasing my thigh to palm my heaving breast

I was so close already, trembling on the edge. Jace reached around and rubbed my clit in fast, rough circles while never slowing his pace. “You’re going to come all over your best friend’s fiancé’s cock,” he growled into my ear. “And you’re going to do it quietly.” The dirty words destroyed me. My orgasm hit like an explosion. I screamed into his hand as my pussy clenched violently around his thick cock, gushing all over him. My whole body shook uncontrollably while he kept fucking me through it, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.

"Get out, you fucking bitch!" Marcus barked harshly, shoving his steel-hard dick back into his pants, fumbling slightly as he reached for his trousers. His voice was sharp and dangerous, dripping with frustration and desire left unsatisfied. Raven stood still, trembling. Something about what she’d just witnessed stirred something deep inside her. The scent of sweat and lust still hung heavy in the air. Her body betrayed her, a wave of wetness pooling between her thighs. Her nipples hardened, brushing against the thin fabric of her blouse. She shouldn’t feel this, not about him. Not about Marcus Gonzales.

The friction their dicks made drove them crazy. Jax whimpered as Ricciardo moved even faster. "more Ricci." he panted. Jax looked at Ricciardo's face scrunched up in pleasure and thought to himself that he had never seen anything so beautiful. "Jasper, I can't hold it anymore, I need to....." Ricciardo groaned into his ear. "Me too." Jax whispered. With a loud moan, they both reached their climax. "You are going to be the death of me." Ricciardo whispered to Jax and he couldn't agree more.

Maren dragged her nails over the heavy diamond band in a blind panic, trying to force the metal off her skin. She glared up at the towering man blocking her exit and labeled him a tyrant to his face without a shred of hesitation. The stone felt like a cold shackle meant to lock her inside his gilded cage forever.

Cold sweat streaked through her thick foundation, exposing the rough, dull skin underneath. "No! It's not true! This is all fake! Jillian photoshopped it to set me up!" Kelsey—or rather, Kelvin—shrieked at the top of his lungs. But the shock had made him slip, and he forgot to keep his voice pitched. What came out was no longer that sickly-sweet baby voice, but a rough guttural roar like a trucker with a three-pack-a-day habit suddenly getting his boot stepped on. That one outburst said it all.

And I know it cannot be. Anoryl is the enemy. She lived with the enemy. And yet, my body betrays me with every step. Every glance. Every moment I spend too close, every breath I take when she’s near. I’m not supposed to feel this. Not supposed to want this. Not supposed to let myself be swayed by anything other than duty and vengeance. And yet—

Liz says. Liz tells her to join me on the bed. She slowly climbs up and starts to straddle me. I grab those round hips of hers and pull her close to me. Damn her skin is soft and she smells so fucking good. Just like raspberries and cream. “You need to relax, baby,” I whisper to her. “I am trying. I have never done this before. I am not a model. I did this as a favor for Evie.” Kyaria replies quietly.