Rated R Romance Books Novels & Stories

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

He pushed into me without warning, stretching and completing me. We always made love on the floor, knowing that our passion could easily break a bed. During our passionate encounter, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust brought us closer together, igniting a fire within us that consumed all other thoughts and worries. As our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity of our connection grew, and I could feel the love and desire flowing between us. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathless moans and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion, indulging in the pleasure that only we could share.

" I also have: The Alpha's Girl Series: Books One and Two Included The Wolf's Claim: Book Three of The Alpha's Girl Series- but can be read as a stand-alone Possess Me- The Demon King's Mate The Rebound: A College Football Romance Knockout: A Young Adult Romance Thank you all again for the love and support!

The smell of new books has kept enticing a chunk of the population, albeit a smaller percentage, and mostly, people who buy from us are collectors, those who are too rich to spend money on things of the past–and that's what we offer: old, tanning books with worn out spines; a remnant of the past, a time when HarmonyMatch was never a thing. I man the register for a couple of old folks who got a stack of magazines. I smiled as they walked out the store, his hands on her shoulder, both smiling as they talked about their purchase. I thought about how they were Matched, whether they knew each other before the ceremony, if they were childhood sweethearts, or if they were familiar faces you see on

Prologue Anastasia Olivia, Scarlett, and I swayed to the music in the Russian Orchid, laughing and carefree. This nightclub in Moscow was a must, according to tips Scarlett received. It has been the best summer ever; it would stay with us forever. I couldn’t remember the last time all three of us felt so happy and relaxed. We were having the time of our lives. Our last hurrah before life would take us all away and back to reality. There was a young Russian singer on the stage singing, and even though we couldn’t understand a single word, the beat drove our bodies as we danced.

It hit the internet like wildfire. By dawn, the entire city was buzzing about the headline: "Billionaire Damien Cole in FAKE Romance? Leaked Contract Exposes Staged Relationship." Serena sat frozen in front of her laptop as the article was splashed across every major gossip site. The article came with a photocopy of the original contract, complete with her signature and Damien's. Bullet points were highlighted in red. "Duration: Three months minimum." "Public appearances required." "Emotional intimacy not guaranteed."

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

He leaned down, his mouth crashing onto hers with a savage, uncompromising hunger that completely shattered her remaining defenses. Grace let out a sharp, muffled sob against his lips, but she didn't pull away. The systematic isolation of the estate, the terrifying pressure of the corporate collapse, and the volatile, intoxicating friction between them collapsed into a single, desperate need. She opened her mouth beneath his, her tongue tangling with his in a fierce, aggressive rhythm that tasted of rain, expensive bourbon, and unadulterated dominance. She was clawing at his shoulders, pulling him closer as the raw chemistry consumed the empty room.

“Move. Please. Rut me like you mean it.” “You feel incredible,” Kael rasped, teeth grazing my neck. “Better than I imagined. Gonna mark you up. Bite you. Claim what’s mine.” “Not yet,” I gasped, even as I pushed back to meet him. “Too soon. Just… fuck me harder.” “Greedy.” He slammed in deeper, hand reaching around to stroke my cock. “You love it though. Love your Alpha rutting you in the dirt like an animal.” “Yes… fuck yes.” The words spilled out between moans. “Love how big you are. Love how you fill me. Don’t stop.”