Novel & Cerita Romance Spicy Book Pages

I didn't catch the rest of the description because her voice started to trail off at the end, but I knew that it was something sexually intimate with how brightly her cheeks shone, nearly matching the color of the flames flickering before her. To be honest, I wasn't surprised that it reminded her of her books. I did it on purpose, after all. I had gone through all her books on her overflowing shelf and picked out the romance books with the most worn-out covers in the prior week. I spent most of my nights leading up to this day reading her books and picking out the most memorable scenes to recreate, in particular, the scenes where the pages in her book were the most smudged.

She saw a name written on the first page of the book. CLYDE JOHNSON DEL ESPANIA. She couldn't help but smile. What a perfect name for someone as handsome as him. It was as if the name was perfectly made for him. She closed the book and took her time to kiss it before she realized something. She could taste a hint of bitterness at the tip of her tongue. She even licked her lips to make sense of the taste. It was bitter, nothing like she'd ever tasted before. That was when she realized the state of the book just a few minutes before. She hadn't even wiped all of the dirt off her face, and there were still traces of it left on her lips!

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.”

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”

See you soon! I stare at the book at take a deep breath. Anger floods me as I read, but I can not stop myself. I flip the page again. The date is another time jump. Two months apart. My eyes scan the next words, and I feel my blood curl in my veins. Now I wish I never opened this damn book. ****** Hi, my love. I updated 10 chapters today. TEN. wow!! Princess, I finally granted your wish to read ten chapters a day😏

“The spiced lamb is my specialty. Sit. I’ll make you a plate.” I sat on a low wooden stool beside the stall, trying to ignore how my cock was already starting to stir. She worked quickly, her body moving with natural confidence; her hips swaying, breasts bouncing lightly with each motion. Every time she turned, I caught glimpses of her smooth, shaved pussy and the soft jiggle of her ass. She handed me a plate piled high with hot lamb, flatbread, roasted vegetables, and a spicy sauce. The first bite was pure heaven. I groaned in pleasure, closing my eyes as the flavors exploded on my tongue.

CHAPTER 3 Kissing him briefly once again my lips made there slow decent, down the side of his neck, nibbling at the hollow of his throat. Lower and lower, nipping playfully at his flattened nipple, bringing it to a stiff peak. I can feel his straining hardness pulsing against me and I move lower. Still covered by the cloth I slide my fingers lightly over the growing bulge, feeling it stiffen under my touch. Slowly my tongue glides down the inside of one leg, teasing circles as I move lower. Moving to the other side I begin my assent back up, making sure I avoid the sensitive spots. I sit up and look into his eyes. Our gazes lock and he smiles as he says,” the haircut really does bring out th

"I'm just taking my time. I want to savor every inch of you." With that, he dipped his head, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She cried out, her hips bucking, her hands fisting in the sheets. He took his time, licking and sucking, tasting every inch of her, worshipping her with his mouth. Ellie was writhing beneath him, her moans and whimpers filling the room. She was mindless with pleasure, lost to everything but the feel of Spencer's mouth on her. He brought her to the edge again and again, only to pull back at the last moment, leaving her teetering on the precipice.

"I'm here because I'm obsessed. I've jerked off countless times thinking about spreading these thick thighs for months. Fantasizing about how wet your cunt would feel wrapped around my shaft." " Fuck you," she hissed, her fingers coming up to fist the front of my shirt. But she didn't push me away. I crashed my mouth on hers in a deep filthy kiss. Licking the seam of her mouth as she resisted. It didn't take long before she opened up, moaning into my mouth. Her taste melted in my mouth, sweet with a bit of burnt coffee. I grabbed her hips, sitting her ass onto the polished table like she weighed nothing, shoving her thighs apart so I could step right between them.