Romance Beach Reads Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, my dress has slid up, making my underwear visible. As the kiss deepens, he rubs his rod against my crotch, driving me to craziness. My fingers claw at his hair as his movements accelerate, my breathing now rasping. This is not the same hot feeling I used to get with Jasper, the fierce sparks and goosebumps are missing. Ralph is not my second chance, mate, but neither is it required. I am just a human and those just have a boyfriend they have great sex with. And here I am, lying romantically on the beach with the man who has so much to offer me...

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Sex with Aeon was like a marathon, he never got satisfied with just one round and so was I. I didn’t look at him as I made my way across the beach to where Siera was lounging in one of the beach chairs, a pocketbook raised in hand parallel to her face, but she was obviously not reading but checking the view in front of her. I sat on the chair next to her and faced the direction she was looking at. "What are you reading?" "Huh?" She laid the book on her lap before she looked at me. "Oh, this. Under the Moonlight by Cassandra M."

Mom, Mel, and the girls transformed my family home and beach into a blissful romantic dream — flickering lanterns, lots of greenery and flowers — a path winding up to the waterfall, bathed in soft golden light. Romance is officially on. We ride our black bikes slowly down the beach, the sand kicking up in soft clouds around our wheels. Not to be cynical about my future wife’s choice of venue, but this is the exact spot where I almost fell to my death. Yep, nearly ate it hard right where I’m supposed to say my vows. Maybe she’s trying to make a point … I’m not sure. With Mel, I never am. On the other hand … we’ve also claimed this territory. On the beach, under the waterfall, in the pool, in

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the main road, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

“More open. Softer.” Jace tilted his head. “Is that a bad thing?” River reached out, brushing his fingers through Jace’s hair. “Not at all. I like this version of you.” Jace caught his hand and pressed a kiss against his palm. “Then maybe I’ll try to keep him around.” That evening, they took a walk along the beach. The sky was painted with shades of pink and orange, waves rolling gently at their feet. Jace took off his shoes and let the cold water wash over his toes, laughing when it splashed higher than expected.

The july morning could not be more beautiful as Riven looked out into the water. The sea was like a mirror, already there was heat shimmer rising from the pebbles of the beach. Riven pulled on a pair of beach shorts as his girlfriend, Wrenda donned a pair of her bikini bottoms. They both walked out of the back door onto the beach and down to the sea for a refreshing dip. He lagged behind slightly so he could cunningly be able to see her perfect bottom wiggle in her bikini briefs.

I pressed my palms against the cool counter, trying to steady the rush of feelings swirling inside me. Then smiled weakly “Go get ready, sweetheart,” I managed, my voice thin. “We’re leaving for the beach soon.” As his footsteps faded, Damien followed, and I fled upstairs, desperate for space after the charged tension. The rest of the day was a study in exquisite torture. At the beach, Darren’s joyful shrieks as he rode the waves contrasted sharply with the silent, loaded glances Damien and I exchanged over his head. Every brush of his arm as he passed me the sunscreen, every low murmur about the tide, was a fresh reminder of the line we had almost crossed.

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.

Jen hid his smiled with left hand. Loki only ran as she could, going to the empty bench and sighed. Jen also sat and held her hands. They both watched together at the crowd people inside of the mall and seeing a blue sky, felt the cold breeze from back and side. It seems like it's going to be evening. "I have to go now and sleep early, for my work tomorrow."