Novel & Cerita Racy Novels Excerpts

He almost growled. My eyes widened as he pried my legs apart and without warning pushed two fingers inside me, ripping a gasp of surprise from me, which then turned into a moan when his mouth descended and covered my core with his lips. My eyes rolled back in their sockets. I felt flushed everywhere. Daxton Cervantes was eating me like a hungry beast! "Dax! Ah!" His fingers curled and gradually moved faster, causing the air in my lungs to fade away as I clenched around his fingers. "That's a fucking sight to behold,"

“You wish I was that easy.” “No. I like that you’re not easy. Makes me want to break you more.” He stepped around the desk until he was behind me, close enough that I felt his breath on my neck. “Your heart is still racing. Your nipples are so hard I can see them through your blouse. Tell me honestly, Raven. When you touch yourself at night, do you think about men like me ruining that little pussy?” I turned to face him, cheeks burning, thighs slippery now. “Maybe I do. Maybe I imagine a man who doesn’t ask and just takes. Fills me until I can’t walk straight the next day.”

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

Exposed. Every nerve ending lit up as Marc licked her again—deeper, slower, letting her feel everything. Her hands tangled in his hair, her moans echoing in the quiet room. She was lifted—Tom’s strength effortless—as she was placed on the bed. Marc climbed over her, mouth seeking hers as his fingers explored. She spread her thighs for him, heat pulsing, begging. When he pushed inside—inch by aching inch—Eve cried out, nails digging into his back. He filled her perfectly. Deep. Thick. Stretching her just right.

His eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve and line. He leaned down, his breath hot on my inner thigh. I gasped softly, anticipating his touch. His fingers traced the lace of my thong, sending shivers down my spine. He hooked a finger under the fabric and slowly pulled it aside, exposing my most intimate place. My pussy. His tongue flicked out, tasting me, and I gasped, my back arching off the desk. He sucked and licked, his movements slow and deliberate, driving me wild with desire. I cried out louder, my hands gripping the edge of the desk as waves of pleasure washed over me.

His friend had almost coal-dark hair, and was deliciously muscled. Jeanie glanced down as she loaded the last washer, and let out a nearly silent sigh of relief. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her bra, and she was concerned that they might be visible through her top. Jeanie sat down and put her nose in the book that she’d brought with her, but knew from the moment that she opened it that it was a bad idea. The racy romance novel was the last thing that was going to distract her from the surge of arousal that had come over her. The bookmark sat right at the beginning of a heated coupling between the characters in the book.

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She was staking her claim without even saying a word and he knew it. Chanel wiggled her hips and Alfonso pulled down her shorts and panties. He didn’t even waste time before he buried his head between her thighs. Her hands pressed his head into her privates and a groan left her lips as she felt him lick her clit. He was devouring her and she loved every second of it. Her hips kept undulating to the movement of his tongue. A loud cry left her lips as she came into his mouth, he made sure he got every drop before he moved up and pressed his lips against hers, letting her taste herself.

Forbidden Pleasures Dear Stepmother 2 All Night Long The afternoon went by slowly after their quick fuck in the library. Racheal put on a thin sundress with nothing underneath. Every time she moved, Charles could see her smooth pussy. It was still wet from his cum. His cock stayed half-hard the whole time. He wanted her again and again.

The sight of new releases from my favorite authors made my heart race. One, two, five, eight books piled in my arms until they reached my jaw and I couldn't hold another without dropping them. "'I'm fucking you because I can't stand not fucking you another second. Haven't you figured it out yet? I'm yours.'" My eyebrows shot up as I turned to find Lucien holding an open book, reading aloud. "These are the kind of books you read?" He grabbed another and flipped the pages. "'She loved the darkness in his eyes, the pleasure he gave her, the way he stopped to watch when she whimpered and wriggled.' Fascinating."