Romance Novel Sex Novels & Stories

Even after the intense sex, I couldn’t stop wanting him. We rolled back onto the bed, sheets twisting, skin slick with new sweat. His body met mine like it was made for me. I lost my senses and control again with him. My wolf howled, demanding this. I couldn’t care about anything at this moment, not even tomorrow. Not caring if he left because whatever belongs to me will always come back to me. Because right now, he was here. Right now, he was mine. Our sex was slower this time, softer, more romantic than steamy. We didn’t last long since we were tired from the last time. We laid side by side, hands clasped, foreheads touching. Our breaths mingled, even our scents.

Not one part of me wanted to stop or felt regret when his hands caressed my breasts hungrily or feeling his hard manhood pressing against my vagina… if anything, I wanted to feel it without our clothes in the way. “You’re so beautiful”. He groaned next to my ear as he kissed along my neck whilst finding my pleasurable spots with his hands on the inside of my thigh. I ran my hands up and down his chest, his stomach, teasingly nearing his pubic line, leaving just an inch between my touch and his cock. Oh how much my body and my mind wanted to take hold of it, to see his face whilst I pleasured him. I didn’t really know much about the act of sex or anything to do with it, but for some reason wi

I don't, but I didn't give up without fighting you and I'm not going to leave those two parts without at least trying to do the same" "You're as romantic as I am desperate" "My books should have warned you about that" "You got to be kidding! Pornography is not the same as romance" "Depends on how it's written. It's not all moaning, unbridled sex, and exclamations of "oh my god!" ... Something has to lead to love" "So you're reading epic romances instead of porn huh?" I raise a skeptical eyebrow at him. "You didn't seem to have any objection when I was making you fall in love"

“We're good together, baby,” I blushed. “Yeah right. Do not prank me again. I was so scared.” “If it's any consolation, I got the idea from those romance novels you like reading with me.” He grinned, pressing kisses on my shoulder. “I'll burn them,” I grumbled. “And I'll buy a thousand more,” he chuckled. “Get some rest, Camille. You'll need all the rest you can get.” Well, he wasn't wrong. I did need all the rest I could get. I lost count of the number of times we had sex during the night. Gav was relentless. I did not mind it one bit because I enjoyed every bit of it.

Warning: This is not your regular soft romance.This is the kind of forbidden collection that ruins self-control. Within these pages you will find stories of people who know better… but choose to break the rules anyway. Temptation becomes obsession,chemistry becomes addiction. Forbidden connections that start with a single look and end with someone on their knees, begging for more. In the heat of forbidden desires you will encounter characters who cross every line they swore they would never cross, therefore surrendering to their deepest, wettest desires. Neighbors who watch in the dark. Professors who turn private lessons into something far more dangerous. Bosses who demand complete sur

I came again with a broken moan, walls clenching tight around him as my whole body shook. Greg groaned loudly and thrust up into me a few more times before he followed, flooding me with heat. I felt every pulse as he emptied himself inside me. For a moment, the only sound was our heavy breathing. Then the haze of sex started to lift, and reality crashed back in hard.

Our legs entwined and her hip bumped my dick and we both sighed contentedly. "It's as good as the movies," Alanna said quietly. "What is?" "Lying in bed with your man after sex," she grinned up at me. "Chicks feel different than you do. I wish I had a cigarette right now." Her man? I snorted a laugh to cover up my thoughts. "Neither of us smoke." "So? Maybe we should start; but just after sex." "Does that mean this isn't a one time thing?" Alanna rose up on her hands and leaned over my face. "Hell no. You and me, Austin, we're gonna fuck like rabbits." Then she kissed me voraciously and pressed her body into mine.

They caressed one another as they danced, hands fondling breasts, nipples, fingers playing with rosebud nether regions and spreading scented oil and love-fluid over ripe labia and prominent clits. Karen stared down at Mallory and his eyes opened, meeting hers, mockery in their golden depths. Celine worked harder, and his expression changed to the intense look of a man about to come. He gasped, reared against her pubis, gave a loud groan and spent himself inside her. On cue, the other girls entered the bed, wrapping their limbs round him till his body was buried in silken, aromatic flesh.

They lay down together, their bodies entwined, and for the first time in her life, Celess felt truly alive. Over the next few hours, they explored each other's bodies, learning every curve and angle until they knew each other intimately. It was a night of passion and romance, the kind that they would both remember for the rest of their lives. As the sun began to rise, they lay together in a tangle of limbs and sheets, their breaths coming in soft, contented sighs. For a moment, there was nothing in the world but the two of them, lost in their own little world of love and desire.

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.