Romance Books Like 50 Shades Novels & Stories

Yes, the books she read were all romance books but not the kind he was thinking about. “This is not the kind of book you would find sunshine and strawberries in, Adriano. And this book is in fact educational.” She responded with a smirk on her face. The book was packed with a lot of heated erotic scenes. Reading a lot of dark romance was the only education she had ever had about sex. It was funny, really. “So, what’s in it?” He asked challengingly. She was at one of those scenes she mentioned earlier and without a single word but with a smirk on her face, she handed him the book. “The page on the right, read it.”

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

''I'm pretty sure there's a lot of things you don't know about me too,'' I mutter, picking up one book from the shelve. Elia breathes out, ''Of course. I don't know you but I'm guessing you don't even like political issues.'' Then, I roll my eyes—putting the book back down. I look at him, seeing that he has a playful smile on his face; showing how he's just fooling around. ''You caught me,'' I walk towards the Romance section; looking at the books that isn't too cliché or too cheesy. As he stops beside me, he picks up a book that I didn't seem to realise earlier, Fifty Shades of Grey which makes my eyes widen before laughing, ''You have a bad taste in books,'' I say, looking at a book called

I nipped his bottom lip. “Yeah? And you love it.” His hand slid down, rubbing my cock through my pants. I bucked into his touch, cursing under my breath. “So fucking hard for me already. Say it, Riley. Tell me you want this.” I hated how much his voice turned me on. “I… yeah. Damn it, Jax. I want it.” He chuckled, low and satisfied, and kissed me again, deeper this time, his hips rolled forward, grinding our cocks together.

On the other hand he tried to make her jealous using Susan but she is always busy texting someone. Is she dating? From her giggles and smiles he thought she is texting her boyfriend. That thought made him even more angry because his little baby never took the initiative to text or call. “I am comfortable to watch fifty shades romance than yours with your girl” Fifty shades? Zara also mentioned that once. What is that movie about? He walked towards Simon and saw a nude scene. “Fuck! Are you watching porn Simon?” “What? No! It’s an erotic romance film Sebastian”

Noah says with a sheepish smile. “You helping out a friend?” I ask him, discreetly hoping and not sure why I would want to know who he was getting the books for. “You could call her that.” Noah says with a shrug. A girlfriend. It's a good thing it's none of my business. “What kind of novels has she been reading in the past?” I ask, allowing my feet to lead me subconsciously to the romance aisle. “Romance.” Noah says and after further thinking, he adds, “with lots of smut scenes.”

I paused and looked at him. “Oh?” “I came to return your novel”. “Was packing it in a gift box necessary”. Reading has always been my escape. After long, exhausting shifts at the hospital, nothing calmed my mind more than getting lost in a good romance novel. That was exactly why I’d lent Ryan my copy of Fifty Shades of Grey—not because I wanted to, but because he’d begged me for weeks. I blinked. “Ryan—” Before I could finish, he picked up the Novel and walked toward me.

My left hand rubbed tight circles over my clit, glistening with my own juices. The door swung open. Jake Harlan stepped inside, a half-smile already on his face as he held up a textbook. “Hey, Sophia, you left your, fuck.” His eyes locked onto me. Time stretched into a single, electric second. And my mouth fell open in shock, a tiny whimper escaping me as my fingers instinctively pushed deeper one last time before I yanked them out. A thick strand of my creamy arousal stretched between my fingertips and my dripping entrance before breaking.

Suddenly, she convulsed, a hot, frantic squirt hitting his face as she reached a massive climax. She didn't let him recover. She spun around and lowered herself onto him, guided his thick, rigid cock into her. She took him in one slow, soul-crushing movement that made Roman's vision go white. He felt himself slide into her, the tight, wet heat of her walls enveloping him completely. She began to ride him then, her movements fast and shallow. The sound of their bodies meeting was a wet, heavy thud that seemed to vibrate through the bookshelves. Roman's hands found her waist, his fingers bruising her skin as he anchored her to him.

Maybe this was a side he’d kept hidden from her, a side that only came out when he was alone? The bookshelf too, was full of clues to Jacob’s secret. The Story of O . Billionaire Blackmail . Fifty Shades of Grey . Delta of Venus . Books by the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher Masoch. The Marketplace . Every book Emily selected was erotica. She wished she’d found this stash years ago. How exciting would those evenings alone have been then?