Novel & Cerita Romantic Stories Short

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.

Ryan brought the thong to his nose, sniffing it deeply. “You smell good, Rita” she blushed. The air already felt thick with lust. Kent whispered hotly into Kiara’s ear again, his hand now sliding dangerously below her thigh, right under her dress “You’re so fucking wet right now, aren’t you?” Kiara shivered and nodded slightly, too turned on to deny it.

In fact it was getting pretty obvious that I could do more than spank it to her, she was giving some pretty clear signals. As I sat up and clicked save on my latest Miss Ross driven story it occurred to me that I probably should get something going with Kim and give up on my stupid fantasies. I'd been watching and writing too much p**n lately. I minimized the screen on "Special" and stared at the next document which was my goofy vampire story for the group. As I read the uninspiring words I realized it could be a decent story if I tossed some hot sex in there. I doubted that Miss Ross would appreciate that though. I grinned as I thought that in any scenario I could envision she would not onl

he whispered. Meera snuggled closer, completely spent but deeply satisfied. In Alexander’s arms, she felt safe, loved, and utterly claimed. Their story had begun as forbidden desire between a powerful man and his young maid. Now, it was becoming something much deeper — a love that refused to be denied.

The moment he caught sight of her, he yanked her into his arms, babbling senselessly. "Charlotte, I'm so glad you've come back to me at last, after all this time… I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making you happy… I swear you'll have nothing but the very best… that's why I've spent five years learning how to sweet-talk a woman, buy her gifts… I'm a good kisser, now! I'll be so good to you! I'll make you feel like the luckiest woman who ever lived! So, please… say you'll be mine, won't you? I really, really, really like you…"

#LoveSexRomance A/N: All my stories are not "EDITED VERSION" yet, so there are a lot of mistakes and typos like grammar and everything that is wrong when you read it...please be patient hehehe ty.

I was trapped between him and the wall. Before I could finish processing it, he dropped to one knee in front of me. “My dearest Scheur, I will burn kingdoms before I let you go.” He held my hand, sparing a kiss as he did so. I felt deeply ashamed; this wasn’t real. I was just a maid and he was a king. But he stood up in the twinkle of an eye and attached his lips onto mine. It was a kiss reeking in desperation and longing. I tried to resist, but I was far too weak. I just melted into him. He broke the kiss as I felt myself get lifted off the ground and thrown into the fresh bed I just made.

Hearing the system's promise, I was instantly tempted. "Ximena, let me fix your skull." I used the universal glue to carefully attach the missing piece back onto her head. After it dried, I had her shake her head a few times to test it. "It's really fixed." Ximena broke into a happy smile. I seized the moment to make my request. "Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?"

Niyati is crying her heart out as she remembers what she saw. Niyati is twenty-three years old and is madly in love with her boyfriend, Naman for five years. She is an amazing author has written many famous books and immensely loved by the people for her unique writing style and humorous story plots. They both are of the same age and had not dated anyone before. Niyati went to Naman's apartment to surprise him when she caught him kissing another girl. This unexpected betrayal broke her heart

He muttered as he pulled me closer to him. "And I love you too." **** “Come here,” Richard said, drawing me flush against his skin. I giggled lightly and placed my hands against his chest. “What?” I drawled, my finger reaching up to play with his beards. He grinned at me, staring with intense eyes. “You're so pretty, my wife,” he murmured with a smile. “My own husband,” I teased back. Richard and I have been officially together for three whole months and we just got our marriage certificate.