Romantic Erotica Short Stories Novels & Stories

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

he murmured against her skin. His mouth continued its downward journey, placing open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. Mia's head fell back against the glass window, her breath coming faster as he moved lower. When his lips closed around one sensitive nipple, she gasped, her hands clutching at his shoulders. Her eyes fluttered open briefly, taking in the view from the window. Across the gap, her own hotel room window was visible, dark now. Other windows in surrounding buildings glowed with distant lights. The thought that someone might see them, might be watching as Alex's mouth worked at her breast, sent a fresh surge of heat between her legs.

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

The new angle made him hit even deeper. “Fuck yes,” he groaned, spanking my ass hard. “Look at this perfect ass bouncing on my cock. You’re mine now, Emma. Every summer night, every stolen minute—I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” He reached around and rubbed my oversensitive clit again while pounding into me. Another orgasm built fast. I buried my face in the pillow, moaning and whimpering shamelessly. “Ahhh… too much… ooooh Alex… I’m gonna come again…”

His tongue invaded my mouth, deep and possessive, claiming every inch. The taste of my own pussy mixed with his smoky breath made me dizzy. I hated him. I hated this. But my body betrayed me again. A soft moan slipped out, and I melted into him, my hands fisting his shirt instead of pushing. I started grinding against him shamelessly, my breasts pressing and rubbing against his hard chest through the thin nightgown. The friction on my sensitive nipples sent sparks straight to my core. Roman smirked against my mouth. “That’s it, princess. Grind those tits on me like the needy little slut you are. Still gonna pretend you hate this?”

Intimate. “You’re not walking away in eighty-three days,” Damien growled, slamming in deep and staying there, rotating his hips. “I’m going to pump so much cum into this hole you’ll be leaking me for weeks. Gonna keep you collared, plugged, and pregnant with my loads until you forget what freedom tastes like.” Kai’s eyes rolled back. The dirty breeding talk destroyed him. His cock pulsed untouched between their bodies, smearing pre-cum everywhere. Damien reached down and stroked him roughly. “Come for me. Now.”

Damien began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, his body pressing against mine with each thrust. "Damien," I whispered, my voice breathy and needy. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He captured my lips in another kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth as his body explored mine. I could feel the pressure building, my body coiling tight with anticipation. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him to go faster. Suddenly, I felt it...the rush of sensation, the release of pressure. I cried out, my body convulsing as I squirted, the wetness soaking the sofa beneath us.

Her muscles contracted as he kept slamming against her g-spot. “Fuck! I'm going to come again… please” she breathed out and shuddered as she came hard a second time even before she could complete her sentence, slightly watery cream sliding out her pussy through the sides round Damien's dick. Damien groaned and pulled out fast enough to release his seed on the floor. She lay breathlessly on the bed and he fell in place beside her. She lay on her back and he on his stomach. “How was it?” He asked her huskily.

solid, and spilled about the festival afterglow, alone in her bunk fantasizing about the band, fingers between her legs to their music. Guys went quiet, breaths heavy. "Fuck," Kai muttered. "That's hot."Theo lost again, shucking his jeans, leaving him in tight boxers, bulge obvious. Alice's eyes lingered. The ritual shifted. Jax upped it. "New rule. Winner touches the storyteller wherever." His hand slid higher on her leg, under the hem of her shorts, fingers teasing inner thigh. She gasped soft but didn't pull away. Heart hammered.Rico claimed the next win with a Berlin hotel story, threesome in the jacuzzi, tits floating, cocks sliding everywhere. He picked himself as reward, turning to A

Author's Notes: Thank you for supporting my work and making it this far. I really hope you loved and enjoyed the stories in this book. This next sequel of compilations contains a plethora of raw, hot sizzling erotic romance/mafia stories that will keep you on the edge of your SEAT. It's not advisable for underage. And if you are not into reading erotica, do not continue, or else you'd be stuck into this new captivating world. It's going to be very much interesting and I hope you would love it.