Really Smutty Books Novels & Stories

It transforms the adventure through my collection into something truly extraordinary! ASIN: B0DQ81GWJC ACKNOWLEDGMENTS I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to my talented art designer, Rebekah, for the stunning digital paintings, that you can find on my P*******t page just by searching Unusualdee, and the beautiful book cover. A special thanks goes to Light and Gem for their invaluable feedback as my Beta readers. I also deeply appreciate all the other wonderful members of the SBAR (Smut Book Avid Reader) club for their unwavering support throughout the journey of compiling these smut stories. Your encouragement means the world to me.

His hands slid under my hoodie, grabbing my breasts through my bra, squeezing them roughly. “Damian… please… someone will see us…” I gasped, trying to push him away. “Let them,” he smirked, sliding his hands under my bra to pinch my nipples. I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning out loud. My pussy throbbed, my panties drenched with shameful desire. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” he whispered in my ear, rubbing his hard cock against my stomach. “Look how wet you are just from me touching you.”

The lock clicked open, the sound as loud as a gunshot in the silent, sun-drenched office. She pulled the drawer open. There, nestled amongst expensive pens and a signed first edition, was a small, unassuming black book. It looked old, the leather worn smooth in places. It felt heavier than it should, heavy with the weight of her husband’s trust, a trust she was about to shatter into a million pieces.

Everyone will smell me on you, know who owns this sweet little fuckhole. *Lost to the haze of overwhelming pleasure, I surrender myself completely to your dominant claiming. Each savage thrust rocks my entire body, stoking the inferno building in my core. I can feel every thick, pulsing inch of you rearranging my insides, reshaping my most intimate places to mold perfectly to your shape.* Yes, yes, YES! *I keen brokenly, my cunt clenching like a fist around your plundering cock.* Own me, ruin me, mark me inside and out! Want everyone to know I'm your dirty little cock sleeve!

“We thought your… stalker might’ve gotten to you.” I snort, attempting humor that tastes bitter in my mouth. “Ha-ha.” I bend to grab the books I tossed and shove them back into the shelf, wanting to erase their very existence. Tempting Him and Kamasutra: Teacher’s Edition. My cheeks burn. I never, ever want to see them again. That was… catastrophic. Humiliating. Surely, that couldn't have gone any worse. “You okay?” Sam asks, tilting his head, confusion and concern mixing in his eyes.

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public. ” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.

Well, I won’t let it work. “Ahh, much better. Has anyone ever told you that your thighs are quite comfy or that I’d love to suffocate between them?” Aidan winked, flashing that stupid, charming smile. “Knock it off.” I rolled my eyes and smacked his face with the book. “No need for violence unless that’s your kink, leannan.” Aidan teased. “I have a question. Does your father know you read smut?" He asked. "Now, if you want me to learn from these books…” He tapped the book in my hands. “You’ll have to read them to me.”

I did not dare to open it. Before we could even settle into silence, the servant arrived with a platter of drinks. I thanked him as a glass of scotch was offered to me—though I would not drink it. “How are things fairing for you, Rueben?” I asked, looking around me at the walls of books. The words “Kama Sutra” passed by eye, along with some photo albums, which surely held revolting images inside. If not his stupidity, Reuben was also notorious for his promiscuity.

Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. Specifically, this book may have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, kīdnapping, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This will be your only warning. For those of you that haven't read my books before, they are known to get wild and more times than not end in a cliffhanger. You've been warned!