Romance Excerpts Novels & Stories

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

“You’d like to read my filth as well as experience it?” She nodded, her face like a dirty little angel. “Maybe you could do me a scene a day? A reward for my college attendance.” “Like a gold star? Good day at college, sweetheart, well done you. Here. Have an obscene chapter I wrote about you.” “Yeah. That would be amazing.” She was serious. She was genuinely serious. “I love reading your stuff,” she said. “And I love romance. I love it all. What a hybrid.”

It was a promise to love and protect, to cherish and nurture the flame that burned brightly in our hearts. A surge of passion and desire ignited between us. The air crackled with an electric energy, and I could feel the intensity building as our lips drew closer. Unable to resist the magnetic pull, our mouths met in a searing, passionate kiss. It was a union of souls, a melding of two hearts that beat as one. Our tongues danced in a passionate rhythm, exploring the depths of each other's desires. He bit my lips and sucked my blood from them, grabbing my hair.

Something so primal, that I had to squeeze my hands shut, and clench my jaws. She put down her shirt and turned back to the book. “The romans were very emphatic about sex, it seems,” she traced the text as she read. I followed her hands. In latin, it read, ‘The woman and the man, in rabid lust, intwine their legs…and their parts, and in the exchange of pleasure, leave a part of themselves in each other.’ “Sounds fun,” I scoffed. “Yeah,” Raquelle breathed. “There’s even the description and everything,” she flipped the page, and revealed to us were vivid drawings of every perceivable position to exchange coitus, and what each position was likely to transfer.

He ignored the bitter taste of Ezra's blood as it flowed into his mouth. Ezra gasped. His eyes slammed closed as images of the love they shared flashed behind his eyes. He saw the way Roman looked at him when he held him close. He saw Roman naked, wearing nothing but gold. He saw pleasure dancing across his little dragon's face as they made love. He saw Sora flying in the sky for the first time, and he heard those three little words fall from Roman’s lips the first time he said, “I love you.” Ezra's arms wrap around Roman, and he falls to his knees. Kyrin extracts his fangs before licking the wound and sending a shiver down Ezra's spine.

with Alpha…” I couldn't help but blush furiously while Romeo laughed hysterically. When the five ladies walked away, Romeo turned me towards him… He pulled my face up to lock his eyes with me and cupped my face. His touch did many things to me that I couldn't help but close my eyes and gasp. He leaned close to me and whispered “The moment you were gone, I realized that my heart and soul went away with you… I love you…” He closed the distance between us and locked his lips on mine. His strong scent of forest and rain invaded my senses, his hands traveled around my back, caressing my skin directly due to my backless dress. My heart and body reacted to his touch and pleasurable sensations ran a

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

She was fully expecting him to give it one glance, and put it down with a caustic remark about trash, at which she would mutter something equally caustic about literary snobs. Instead he scanned it for perhaps twenty seconds. It was ridiculous to feel embarrassed, but she did. Not because he was reading about the imaginative contortions of Dominic and Natalya, but because he was probably imagining her reading them and getting all hot and erogenous in the process. In fact, she had not. As scenes of rampant nookie went, it had been disappointingly unerotic - more like a DIY plumbing manual than anything else. ‘Jesus,* he muttered at last. ‘This is anatomically impossible.*