Rubirose Sex Novels & Stories

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

He didn't need to be taught and the pleasure shot straight from his groin. "I-I..." Rose trailed off, swallowing the saliva stuck in her throat. Antonio looked at her waiting. The girl was scared and she thought that Antonio would demand her five hundred thousand dollars if she refused. But unexpectedly Antonio laughed. And that embarrassed Rose to death. Were there other women who got laughed at during sex too? Maybe it was just Rose. "This is very easy." Antonio took Rose's hand, then made her grasp something between her groin. Rose's delicate hand touched Antonio junior and it made the owner moan softly. Rose's fingers were trembling, and it caused a strange, tingly sensation that ran thr

Levi positioned himself behind her, pouring a stream of cool lube onto his fingers before working them into her tight, clenching asshole. "Relax, baby, take it for me," he murmured, pushing one, then two fingers inside, scissoring them, stretching her for what was to come. Sebastian watched, mesmerized, as Levi’s thick, lubed cock replaced his fingers, pressing insistently against Rosa's rosebud. "You want this, baby? You want your ass filled while you suck your new husband's cock?" "Yes! Do it!" she screamed, the word muffled around Sebastian's shaft.

he whispered, his voice a low, husky rumble, thick with the passion he felt. He grabbed her knees firmly and spread them apart, splaying her legs wide, an invitation and a demand, allowing him full, unrestricted access to the treasure within her. Her breath hitched again, a gasp of pure need. With a knowing groan, Rubi guided his stiff, eager hardness to the entrance of her pulsing, slobbering wetness, the sensation electric. She rubbed its head gently up and down her slit, a tease that drove them both to the brink of control. The friction was an exquisite torture, a promise of the seismic pleasure to come.

He placed his manhood against my delicate area and rubbed it up and down while I closed my eyes. Oh God! Save me. His lips returned to my lips again, this time I couldn't stop myself from responding to his kisses. We kissed torridly, shared our saliva together and sucked each other's tongue. "Ughmm..." I moaned inside his mouth when he started massaging my boobs. He broke his kiss and quickly lifted my clothes, he just pulled down my tube bra and immediately sank into my chest. "Jairon!" I cried out his name as I grabbed his hair tightly when he alternately played with my n-pples.

I fail to resist his gaze. "Why do you sound like Tuberose?" I shiver at his question. "What do you mean?" I am thinking of writing anything like this but I can't recall. "Did you read her book? She really looks at things in a deep way. The way we don't see. Suppose, having sex is the same as fucking someone or making love to us. But the way you describe it, it's tremendous." He is so closer that I fail to hold myself without touching his hair.

Veronica took a long, hot bath and laid out everything she would need. Three lengths of silk rope, two padlocks, an elastic band, duct tape, and a brand-new vibrator with an intensifying vibration pattern and remote. Ever since, she happened to live with Dominic Clint in his mansion, she had been addicted to sex. Not only because of new kinks, she happened to explore everyday but also because of her frustration, as she couldn't be with his brother, for a time being. She knew, whatever she was feeling against her brother consider as sickness but she couldn't help herself out.