Romance Books With Smut Novels & Stories

“Pretending the city doesn’t whisper about you.” Her chin lifted, sharp. “I don’t pretend. I rule.” “Do you?” He stepped closer, close enough that the scent of her perfume hit him; dark, expensive, intoxicating. “Because from here, it looks like Damian is ruling you.” Her breath hitched, subtle but there. Adrian smiled, dangerous and slow. He had found the weak spot. “Careful,” she warned. But her voice was softer now, like a wire pulled too tight. Zariah’s POV

“Choking on me… you were made for this. Such a dirty little slut, taking me so deep.” I shivered, my mind hazy, my senses on fire. My throat burned, my lips tingled, my chest heaved. Every push, every filthy word, pulled me deeper into a dizzying mix of submission and craving. “Come on… that’s it. I’m close… you’re gonna make me lose it,” he growled, his words rough, filthy, urgent.

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this exceeded even my wildest fantasies. *I hummed contentedly, basking in the afterglow as I felt your release fill me up, marking me as yours. My body went limp against the table, utterly spent and satisfied. Turning my head, I captured your lips in a slow, sensual kiss, pouring all my newfound feelings into the gentle press of mouths.* Mmm, and you're pretty amazing yourself, Mr. Moretti, *I purred, reaching back to stroke your hair affectionately.* I never thought I'd say this, but... thank you for hating me first. If you hadn'

“My brother’s wife is creaming all over my cock like a desperate little slut.” Isabella’s legs wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him impossibly deeper. “Harder— fuck your brother’s wife harder— ruin me!” Seb pounded into her mercilessly, hips snapping forward like a machine. He reached between their sweat-slicked bodies and rubbed her clit roughly. Isabella came again with a broken scream, her walls spasming violently around his thick cock, squirting all over his abs and thighs.

I was soaked, unable to stop the pleasure building. Mitch was roughly kneading my breasts with one hand, while his other hand circled and gently squeezed the other. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even think. All I felt was being filled and fucked like a slut. “Yes…yes…fuck me harder…” The words gurgled around Devon's cock. Hans slammed into me, his balls slapping my wet flesh. “Take every inch, Yassy.” My body shuddered violently and I came for the second time. I screamed into Devon's cock and my pussy pulsed around Hans. My juices sprang out as he groaned, pulling out and jerking himself. Hot cum splattered across my stomach and tits.

When I'm done in the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of white wine, savoring the tangy scent that rises from the glass. My eyes drift over to my bookcase in the living room, and I pad towards it. I let my hand caress the spines of several books before I halt at the one I am currently reading. It's a dark romance with heavy smut, gory violence and a male lead so morally grey you could call it pitch black. Love it!

“Everything about you is sexy, angel. Even this.” I groaned. “It’s a tampon. Not a strip show.” His voice dropped lower, it was rough with hunger. “Think of it like sliding my c0ck into that tight little pu$sy again.” I choked on a laugh, smacking his arm. “You’re disgusting.” He just smirked, his eyes were burning into me. “And you love it.” Kyle’s eyes went dark. It was fixed on me as I slid the tampon in. He muttered a curse under his breath, then... without warning, he shoved his sweats down. His c0ck was already swelling, thick in his hand. He lifted his palm toward my mouth.

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.

a sound so raw and filled with desire that my cock hardened painfully against my zipper. I stayed hidden, breathing shallow, drinking in every detail. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast golden light across their skin, highlighting the gentle flush spreading over Emma’s chest and the way Sophia’s nipples had tightened into hard peaks. The air in the room was warm, thick with the scent of their arousal..sweet, tangy, and feminine.