Raunchy Historical Romance Novels & Stories

God knew how much I itched to tear this gown off her body. I could feel myself harden as I watched her come closer. The cleavage made it look like her boobs were spilling out of the dress and she tugged at it awkwardly when she met my eyes. What she did made my erection even worse. I swore softly in Italian at what she was doing to me. I couldn't walk around sporting a hard-on. Basilio could see my struggle and I heard him stifle a laugh. The professionals were sent away and I turned to look at Arianna and immediately tore my damn eyes away from her boobs. Goodness, that thing needed a shawl or something.

*** •Book 4) TAKEN King's Rights Reserved [Stand-Alone book and available in the profile] {Story of a King named ABHIMANYU Singh Rathore and his Queen, TAAPUR E. Dhawal} ~ Blurb:- "You don't spare me even when I'm in my menstrual period", Taapur said and covered her small body with the blanket. "Blood is Red and Red is my favourite colour. The enchanting scent of your period makes me insane enough to take you again and

“Do all your maids last a full day before you chase them out?” His smile grows. “Touché.” He rises slowly, coffee forgotten, and walks toward me. I back up instinctively—until my spine brushes against the counter. “Tell me, Zara,” he says. “Did it turn you on?” I glare at him. “No.” His gaze dips to my throat, watching it flutter as I lie. He steps even closer. “Because I think it did.” The tension stretches between us, taut and electric. I can smell him—coffee and something masculine that shouldn’t be legal. My heart slams against my ribs.

But as soon as Rand walked in, heads turned. Cameras flashed. A few whispers rose above the polite hum of conversation. “That’s Rand Calloway, right?” someone murmured near the refreshments. “I thought he disappeared after that scandal.” “Looks like he’s back — and dating the artist.” She heard every word, though she tried to pretend she didn’t. Rand smiled as he approached, dressed simply — no tie, no expensive suit. Just a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, his usual calm confidence intact. When he reached her, his expression softened.

He leaned closer and put his thumbs against my outer ass which was covered with golden curls, As he spread me wide open he could see the sweet hole and juices coming out from it he could think of a million things to do but he had other plans. Removing all his outfit, Aurelio gaze landed on Aaron chest and he couldn't help but trace his body and feel his soft chest and his cute hairs, Aurelio grinned hard. “You're wet carino,” he said I tried to speak but I couldn't, didn't find the right words to describe the moment. All he could do was moan. My gaze couldn't help but look at his hard-on which showed no sign of softening. The head seemed more swollen, if that was possible I already regret wh