Novel & Cerita Romance Books With Smut

She could barely keep up with my passion, even though she was trying to dominate me. Suddenly, she pulled away, stunning me and making me crave more. She sat up and smiled down at me, making me roll my eyes. “You are playing with fire, baby,” I said and grabbed her thigh, then stroked the lace materials of her socks. “What if I want to get burned,” Sandy said and started to roll her hips, grinding my cock.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Her feet were crossed behind her, moving from side to side as the rest of her body moved to whatever tune was playing in her mind. I found myself constantly distracted by her movements. The emails were going unanswered while she was reading one of those sex books she’d found in one of the rooms. One of my wolves enjoyed some kinky books, which I didn’t have a problem with Emma reading. Anything that got my woman hot and horny was only a benefit to me. Ethan's POV:::

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

he finished, smirking. “You’re just too unfiltered, aren’t you?” I asked, smirking. “Very unfiltered baby,” he replied in a whisper, seemingly correcting me. “Mouth open.” I swallowed hard, opening my mouth widely without thinking. “You don’t have to open your mouth that wide,” he said, still holding my face tenderly. “Just relax. Like this.” I nodded and opened my mouth more naturally. He guided the head of his cock to my lips. The moment it touched my tongue, I tasted the salty precum. He let out a soft sigh of ecstasy, his hand gently cradling the back of my head.

“I love your cocks more than I should. Please—fuck me harder. Use me.” Damian made a broken sound from the corner, but they ignored him. The rotations got filthier. They started switching holes more aggressively—pussy to ass to mouth without pause. Lube made everything slippery and obscene. I lost track of who was where. All I knew was constant fullness, constant pleasure, constant dirty words whispered against my skin. “Such a perfect little breeding hole.” “Gonna fill every part of you until you’re leaking for days.” “Bet you never thought you’d be airtight on your wedding night, did you, Mrs. Romanov?”

I answered. He kissed the top of my head and I inhaled deeply through my nose, he always smell’s so damn good. “Did you just sniff me?” He questioned me with a chuckle. “Um, yeah,” I blushed as I replied. “You've been spending too much time with us wolves,” he mocked me while he leaned down to kiss my neck. “Mmm, I'm not complaining,” I whispered. His kisses were sending tiny sparks through me. His hands seductively swept down my body before grabbing my ass. I gasped at his touch and quietly let out a soft moan. He laughed into my neck, groaned, and then pulled his hands back up to my waist.

“Always reading smut, huh? I didn’t take you for the type, but I guess I should’ve known better.” I scowled at him, crossing my arms over my chest defensively. “I haven’t always read smut. The books I used to read before were never like this,” I shot back, my voice laced with irritation. “It’s just…different genres. That’s all.” He chuckled, low and deep, the sound reverberating through me. “Sure, different genres,” he mocked lightly, waving the book in front of me. “You know, these scenes are pretty explicit. I didn’t know you had such a vivid imagination.”

**WARNING** This book is rated mature for language, use/mentions of alcohol and drugs, and casual sex scenes. There is a casual smut scene in this chapter, not suitable for the young ones. I am an amateur, this is a YA romance and I have tried my best, you have been warned, I apologize if it's cheesy/cliche xD ~*~ After the air is cleared between Noel and Harken, everything finally out in the open and so many questions from before finally answered, Noel feels like a huge weight has been lifted off her chest and is replaced with fuzzy warmth being in Harken’s arms.

Her eyes went to the books on the table, and she stood up and walked over. "Can I?" She asked, turning to me. "You can't take them." She nodded. "These are romance books. Smuts." She noted as she flipped through the pages. Her eyes sparked when she saw one she seemed to recognize. "Romantasy." Whatever the hell that means. "I never pinned you for someone interested in romance books." A smile appeared on her face now and I was grateful that she found something more interesting than me. "They are not mine." She turned to me fully. "Whose are they?"