Novel & Cerita Sexy Book Pages

Scenes of mating. Sienna gasps. "NO! GIVE ME THAT!" I turn it so she sees what page I’m on. It shows the male licking the female’s inner thigh. “This is your fantasy?” I ask. “They look like me. This male pleases her. You… like this?” Her face explodes red. “That’s not...it's just art! It’s fantasy smut! Don’t judge me!” I lower the book and stare at her. She is panting. Flustered. Beautiful.

The sound of her footsteps getting further away from me, I feel my body relaxing more, finishing washing the dishes I put them away and quickly escape to my bedroom. My eyes once again look towards the room I used to sleep in, is my stuff still in there? Sitting on the bed I open the laptop, I want to see exactly how Alena’s business is growing, how the money I left her is helping. I click through everything on her website, the website itself is beautiful. Photo’s on the website show she has expanded and now does burlesque and erotic photoshoots for women, scrolling through I read. The women get a full makeover, and confidence boost and can even do it with a partner or friend, I can’t help b

His body slowly crawls up to me, his eyes piercing into mine, into my soul. “I think make-up sex would be better if I am honest. That was our first real fallout, and fuck, you looked hot angry!” His hands grasp mine, pulling them above my head. I so want make-up sex! One of his hands rubs down my body, squeezing my breast hard, as his cock pushes against my sex, a small whimper escaping my lips. The excitement of not knowing how he is going to fuck me makes me wet. His hips thrust hard and a scream escapes my mouth. His hand lets go of mine, as both his hands grip my legs, pulling them up and around him.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

He turned around, pressing me to the door as he unhooked my bra. “Are you sure?” He asked, before proceeding further. “100%.” I panted, leaning back against the door. The sexual tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. He leaned down, his breath fanning over my hardened nipple. My core clenched at the sensation, and I could feel my juices soaking my panties. His tongue swiped over my nipple, sending jolts right to my pussy. I moaned as he took my nipple into his mouth while he tweaked my other between his thumb and forefinger. The feeling was new since no one had ever done that to me, other than myself. I was getting lost in euphoria when he moved to my other nipple. My

I don’t want to gaslight her, but I do just that, “Something I read in a book. We don’t have to talk about the borders of sexual dynamics. We can focus on the present, on what we want, so tell me, baby, how do you want me?” She exhales and confesses, “Slow, but hard later.” I grin, “Whatever the lady wants, the lady gets. Now, crawl to me.” Her eyes gloss over with lust. She lets Sebastian go and crawls to me. She just sucked my cock harder than anyone ever has, and now, it’s time to make her feel good. She deserves everything, and I’m going to give it to her. First, I’ll drill her softly, then harder. Maybe I’ll give Sebastian the honours.

I’ve always been crazy about books. Ever since I was a kid, I’d spend hours in the library, running my fingers over the covers, breathing in that old paper smell. It’s like the stories were part of me. My name is Eliza, and I run this small library in a quiet town. No one comes here much, which is fine by me. It gives me time to be alone with my books. But my love for them has turned into something more. I have this secret fetish. I dream about the characters jumping out of the pages and touching me, holding me, doing things to me that make my body heat up. It’s embarrassing to admit, but just thinking about it gets me excited. My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I

This is it. I was about have sex on my kitchen island with a man I met a few days ago. Nothing crazy about that of course. I tried not to think about it too much, so I mainly focused on my body and how much on fire it was. Tristan was a great kisser, that's for sure. The way he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and my waist with the other drove me crazy. The way he moved his lips in a rhythmic manner on mine pushed my feelings to a certain ecstatic high that was enough to drive me insane.

He shoved it back absentmindedly without noticing. “Did I call you a tough nut before?” He grinned. “Nah, I think you're crazy.” I shrugged. “Crazy and tough.” As we got into the elevator, he leaned in, his breath caressing my skin. “I'll have a lot of fun cracking you tonight.” A hum escaped my lips, heat pooling between my legs. The fact that Mr Sexy overalls already had me turned on was a plus for him. My last sexcapade attempt failed horribly because I couldn't get wet enough.

with a sultry smile. She extended a foot in its fashionable mule and nudged him gently between the legs under cover of the table. Her intelligent yet decadently sensuous eyes were fixed on Karen’s face with an absorption embarrassing yet stimulating in the light of her contact with Tony’s testicles. ‘Until him, sex for me had been all clumsy boys, a lot of heavy breathing, inexperienced penises, premature ejaculation and crushed breasts,’ Karen said, her inner core tingling and moistening as she watched this brazen foreplay.