Rated R Romance Books Novels & Stories

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

He moved his finger faster "Ughh ahhh r-reyz" “Say it Grace" He even moved it faster "yes I’m only yours please ughh ahhh"He flicked something inside that i cant handle the pleasure "Reyz ughh ahhh " "Dont cum baby" He lowered his head and ate me there while fingering me Fvck this is good! "Reyz let me cu-ugh um ahhh please" "Cum" and i cum while he drinks all my juices. "IM THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN FUCK YOU GRACE"And he entered his shaft into mine

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

We have some classes together but not everything because we both have chosen a different career path but we try to do some together so we have time together as a couple. Anyways back to English literature!.....i like it because it often goes about Romantic stuff from the old ages long long time ago, like shakespeare and all that and i love that sh*t, absolutely love it! A couple that can't life without each other (Romeo & his beloved Juliet) and so on! I can just emerge myself in it, drown in it with my eyes closed so to imagine myself during that period of time, being one of them! Many now it sounds like a mushy sucker of Romance but i don't freaking care!

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

Her brother, thankfully, was out with friends—some last-minute poker night. Good. She padded into the living room, heading straight for the bookshelf Adrian always hovered around. His collection was huge, but it was the bottom shelf she wanted—dark red spines, old bindings. Erotica, classic and poetic. She’d seen the way his eyes lingered on those books when he thought no one was watching. Her fingers brushed one of the worn covers: Venus in Furs. She smirked. Just as she was settling onto the couch with it—tucked into the far corner, legs curled beneath her—she heard a door open.

Chapter 2 Lena’s POV “What the hell do you mean by leverage?” I demanded, my voice cracking with fury as I glared up at Rafael. My heart hammered against my ribs and I could still feel the touch of his fingers on my cheek from earlier. My pussy was still slick from that stupid unwanted reaction, thighs sticky under my wrinkled skirt. I hated how my body kept betraying me around him, nipples tight and aching, a low throb pulsing between my legs every time he spoke.

We fucked like that for a long time— passionate, possessive, romantic. The rivalry with Sophia and Brady was only making us need each other more.

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

“Rachel is your childhood friend, and she knows everything about you. She’s definitely better than the other woman outside.” “Not necessarily. You can’t judge a book by its cover, after all,” Matthew sneered. He clearly knew what kind of person Rachel was. As he thought of how his mother praised Rachel for being gentle and kind, Matthew’s heart began to beat frantically. Was his mother not a gentle and kind person too?