Sexy Book Pages Novels & Stories

Because I’m scared I’ll actually like what I find. By the time I make it back to my apartment, it’s nearly 1 a.m. I strip out of my clothes and fall into bed, but sleep is impossible. My body’s too keyed up. My brain’s still playing back every second of our interaction. The nearness. The scent of his cologne dark and musky, like forbidden things. The gravel in his voice when he said I was a distraction. And my traitorous body loved it. God, what’s wrong with me?

She felt like something big and hard get inside her roughly, and Sophie couldn't help but murmur. Sophie couldn't open her eyes, and felt hot all over. It felt like someone was pressing on her, and a cold male breath entangled her. She felt sore and tired all night, and it took a long time to stop... "Where is this...?" When Sophie opened her eyes again, the morning sunlight has just poured inside the suite. She looked at the luxurious room and the man beside her in a daze... The man was close at hand, with a handsome flawless face. He half hugged her, and the two bodies were close together. His breath entangled her nose, but SHE DOESNT KNOW HIM ! ! !

Because he’s making me feel sexy. “I need to get you ready, Pookie.” Seb holds my gaze as he whispers to me in that deep voice. “I need you wet.” But I’m shaking my head before he finishes. “I’m so wet.” I breathe out the confession. Fingers wrap around my nipple and squeeze. My mouth drops open. “I’m gonna check.” Seb lowers his hand from my breast, rotating his wrist so his fingers are pointed down when he cups my mound. That contact is enough to send another spasm through my body.

The way she rode me like she was claiming a fucking medal, ass slapping softly against my hips while I clamped my hand over her mouth so she wouldn’t moan loud enough for her friends to hear. “Damn,” I muttered under my breath, low enough the director didn’t catch it. I’m pussy-whipped. Straight-up. There’s no other explanation. I’ve had good sex before—great sex, even. Kate used to leave me wrecked in the best ways back when things were new. But nothing, NOTHING, has ever gripped me like this. Like June’s snatch was custom-made to short-circuit every rational thought in my brain. Fuck it. I’m reasoning with my dick now. That’s how far gone I am.

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

Travis's hands joined Jenna's, his touch firm and confident as he explored her body, his lips brushing against her skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Sadile was dimly aware of her clothes being removed, of the cool air against her skin, but her focus was solely on the pleasure coursing through her veins. Jenna's lips found hers again, a deep, passionate kiss that left Sadile breathless. "Are you ready, darling?" she whispered, her eyes dark with desire. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. She was ready, more than ready, to surrender to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown pleasures that Travis and Jenna promised.

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

“Smack the harder. Make them red.” He complied as his palm kept landing on my flesh while the other kept folding my boobs in such a way that they were turning red burning my whole body. Just as I felt the first wave of orgasm building, Leo pulled back, his lips glistening with my juices. He looked at me with so much lust. “You want more, don't you?” I nodded, unable to speak but my body trembling with need. He stood up pulling his jeans down freeing his thick cock which he didn’t waste time as he flipped me around so I was bent over the bench with my ass high as he spread my cheeks with his hands exposing my tight.

My pulse hammered in my ears as I flipped it open near the middle while my eyes scanned the elegant handwriting across the pages. "She is just twenty, shy, innocent the type of girl who smiles so innocently when someone looks at her tits for so long. I want to ruin that innocence slowly and filthy. Spread her legs wide on my desk and teach her how to take every inch of my cock down to her tight throat until she gags and drools, spit running down her chin. I want to watch her pussy stretch around me while she cries and calls me daddy, begging me to pump her full of cum until her belly swells with my baby and everyone knows who owns that cunt of hers." Heat rushed straight to my face, then dri

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Story 8: Queen of the Pack** **Chapter 2** The full moon still hung high as the ritual continued deep into the night. Selene lay on the moss-covered stone altar, legs spread wide, body glistening with sweat and the cum of three powerful alphas. Her pussy and ass were red, swollen, and leaking thick rivers of seed. Her breasts were marked with bites and handprints. She had never felt so thoroughly used… or so powerfully alive.