Sexy Librarian Novels & Stories

.” Saeris’s heart stuttered. She didn’t ask what happened to those who weren’t, didn’t want to know. She followed Samkiel, with that lethal grace of his, shoulders wide and jacket brushing the backs of his thighs. Each open archway revealed something more depraved, more sensual, more— Beautiful. Samkiel muttered something foul under his breath beside her. She didn’t have time to respond before a woman, bare-breasted and dusted in shimmering gold, nipples like rubies, slunk from one of the archways and plastered herself to Samkiel’s side. Her mouth went to his that moment, open and greedy. Samkiel didn’t withdraw. He let the woman wrest him close, tasting her hunger. But then, he gr

she inserted two fingers into her hole, pulled them out and held them to my lips. I sucked her fingers into my mouth. Her dark eyes glistened as she watched me taste her essence. She tasted like forbidden fruit, sweet but poisonous. “My name is Sabelle. Moan that next time, Lycan,” she said as she reached for my straining cock. “Now fuck me like you own me.” I grabbed her hips, pulled her to me as I slammed my dick into her glistening cunt. She let out a sharp hiss, her eyes widening. She was tight. Too tight.

curves to my feet and back up again. Then his eyes locked on mine and he said,” Is that understood mate?” I knew he was extremely serious but I couldn’t help but smile at him. Reya was pushing me to disobey him to see what he would do to punish us. “Understood my treasure.” I whispered to him. He smiled that sexy smile of his when I called him my treasure. He stepped in the shower and wrapped me in his arms leaning his mouth by my ear. He bit my earlobe and sparks of pleasure ran through my body. “I have waited so long for you my mate but I will not wait another minute to make you mine.” Selwyn said as he kissed his way down my neck. My hands ran over the hard muscles of his back and down t

she chuckled again but this time it was deep. “Seerah ok look what do you want?” “Just one night Mr Liam then you and I will bring down those two lab rats" I had no choice besides she was one hot house keeper. Seerah wasn't just a baddie she was toxic. The room was already filled with heat,there was no space between our bodies, I had never experienced this kind of fire from any of the women I have slept with. Seerah was so different her moves,her voice,her grip,her smell.

I can’t wait until the day I am able to fuck her for hours without having to wear a condom. ‘Yes, baby. Yes Cronin. Yes.’ Her body goes rigid in my arms as she comes all over my hand. Her fish like smell hangs heavily in the air around us. I have gotten used to the distinct fragrance that accompanies her juices. I can’t help but wonder if all sirens have the same sort of scent or is it like a werewolf, everyones is unique. I love watching her face and now, with it twisted in pleasure, she somehow looks even more beautiful and delicate. Not the usual hard-faced bitch she portrays to the world. ‘Did you enjoy that?’ She smiles sheepishly and her cheeks flush bright red. ‘Now be a good girl and

@sexytems is online. The lingerie I’d chosen tonight was barely there,a delicate black lace bralette that framed my nipples like a teasing promise, the fabric so sheer it hid nothing and everything at once. My G-string disappeared between my ass cheeks, and the tall black socks hugged my thighs, ending just below the curve where my legs met my hips. The heels made my calves tight, my posture arched. I felt powerful. Filthy. Alive. “Hey, babies,” I purred, letting my voice drop into that low, honeyed tone my subscribers craved. My fingers trailed slowly down my stomach, nails grazing skin. “Missed you. Been thinking about all the dirty things I want to do for you tonight.”

“Morgan, this is Alyssa Devereaux, owner of Sexy Sirens. The most famous—or infamous—gentleman’s club in southern Louisiana, depending on your point of view.” Brandon’s little woman flashed a weak smile, trying her damndest not to stare at Alyssa’s inch-thick makeup, near indecent skirt, and fuck-me boots. There was nothing subtle about Alyssa. She still dressed like a stripper, though she hadn’t danced around a pole in years. She sucked a cock like a woman trying to ingest the brass off a doorknob. She had worse language than him. But she also had a big, big heart.

"If you like rough s.ex, I can." I began to pull her dress and panties roughly. Her naked body was more beautiful in the fire. I'm sorry, Sibyl, I'll make it up to you later, but I have to get to you today. "R.ape is not a gentleman's act," a sexy woman's voice said. "Who?" There can't be anyone else in this cave. "It's a good thing I got here in time, or there'd be one less v.irgin in the world. I only like v.irgins."

I swear that everything here sparkles, drips with wealth and smells devine. Five minutes before 7pm we are getting into the elevator down to the lobby and Selyna’s smirk as she fixes my collar and kisses me, makes me hard. “We don’t want to be late, maybe you should try looking less sexy!” I taunt, but she just laughs and flips her hair over her shoulder, turning her back to me before replying. “Damian, you are completely encourageable and if you play your cards right you may just get lucky tonight.” I swear this woman loves to tease me and drive me absolutely nuts. She has my number, that’s for sure.