Novel & Cerita Sapphic Thriller Books

If I say ‘yellow’, it will all slow down and I don’t want that. Trying my hardest to fight it, I remember all those times I had managed to wait longer. His hips move faster while someone’s hands slide up my body, grasping my neck. My mouth opens as his cock slides inside. Moaning against it as his lips thrust at the same speed and rhythm, I can’t wait much longer. I will either say yellow or I will finish without them agreeing.

“Play with that pretty clit while I use this mouth. Show me how much you love it.” She moaned again, louder this time, the sound muffled by my cock. Her fingers moved faster, circling and stroking, her hips shifting restlessly against her own hand. The dual sensation — the tight, wet suction of her mouth and the knowledge that she was getting herself off while I fucked her throat — made my stomach tighten dangerously. I forced myself to slow down, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in deep. I wasn’t ready to finish yet. I wanted to watch her fall apart first. I wanted her dripping and desperate before I let myself go.

Images from the past, reminiscences from when they first met, flashbacks from the times they had spent together, and lastly images from yesterday when he raped her. Shivers ran down her spine as she remembered last night. She could still feel his lips leaving hungry kisses down her body, still feel his hands groping her breasts and touching her thighs, touching her down there, she could still hear his lustful growls. Emma closed her eyes and cried. She could still feel his touch on her body. 'You're easy to read.' More tears rolled down her cheek as she recalled his words. He had always read her exceptionally well then what happened last night?

I did not have the energy to take out the trash and rid myself of that torture. I stared at the book that rested just beyond my reach on the bedside table. It was a sequel to the romance novel that I had been reading at Andrew’s second home when Chevalier ambushed Jeffrey and me. In this one, Sapphire and Raphael were trying to escape from Beelzebub’s boss, Lucifer himself.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

FORBIDDEN FLAMES 2 ARIA’S POV The text from Serena arrives just as I flip the café sign to CLOSED, the soft click of the lock echoing in the empty space. My hands still tremble from the day, every customer interaction felt like a distraction from the memory of her mouth on mine yesterday, her fingers teasing me to the edge in the storage closet before pulling back with that wicked smile. "Not yet," she whispered. "We savor the sin." The words have haunted me all shift, making my panties soaked, my nipples hard against my bra, every brush of fabric a reminder.

My clit throbbed with every heartbeat “Isn’t this what you wanted, Muna?” His voice stayed calm, almost gentle, but the words cut deep. “You have fantasized about me so much you couldn’t help giving yourself pleasure on my bed. I bet you were thinking of me the whole time, pumping those fingers in and out of your pussy. I saw how wet you were. I saw how your body shook when you looked up and saw me standing there. I saw how hard your nipples were, begging for attention, begging for my mouth” He pried my arms away from my chest and pinned them lightly above my head with one hand “I told you I came here to sin. And that is exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to use you however I want while

Autumn Ville would never want to make an acquaintance with me. I shook my head off the thoughts. I’ve always enjoyed reading Dan Brown’s books because they’ve always caught my interest. Unlike other thrillers, the book holds a lot of non-fiction stuff and many different plot twists that one would least expect. I heard a screeching of the chair and looked up from my book to look at Sapphire. “Hi.” She said and flipped her hair behind her shoulders. “Hello.” I smiled at her. “I can’t believe Sean ditched me today.” She muttered.

He warned. His eyes darkened slowly and it made my breaths start to increase. My hands felt sweaty on top of the counter and the hot sensations his touch made me feel were embarrassing. I didn't know if it was because I hadn't slept with anyone since he killed my fuck buddy that made my body react the way it did. And of all people to react to this way, an Argentero. "You loved how my fingers felt inside you that night baby doll didn't you?" He asked slowly tracing his fingers down my neck.

He shrugged, his own concentration stuck on the book. He was curious as well as I was. Finally, I gave the book a long scrutinizing look, turning it this way and that all the while buying Neilla time. It was a book alright, one without a way to view its content. It had a vial like structure fixed into the hard cover on the front. In that vial was blood slushing as I moved the book about. It was off-putting in every way including the foul odor emanating from it. I flicked at the cover with my middle finger, raising my eyes in surprise when Sapphira flinched.