Sexy Librarian Novels & Stories

“This is so wrong, Rose. But your young body feels too good. I cannot stop having sweet sex with you” I smiled in the dark “I love being your sinful stepdaughter, Daddy. The more wrong it is, the better it feels” We fell aslep like that, wrapped together in the scent of our dirty secret

One of them looking at me in amusement and the other in curiosity. "And who do we have here? Do I know you, M'lady?" Leo said. "Don't flirt with my girl, Leo. She's off-limits." "Ahh. So that's why she looks familiar." Dixon and I look at each other in confusion. "She's the one, isn't she?" "What?" Dixon asked. Leo cleared his throat. "She's no doubt the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. The way she stood up for me was so hot, Leo. She's practically my dream girl." Leo said in a ridiculous high-pitched voice.

Narrowing his eyes, he snapped, “Don’t you think you are too presumptuous for being a hostage?” Lily turned around, revealing her delicate features. Long brown hair, jade like skin, soft petal like lips. Regan almost flinched at her appearance. Then, his gaze met her deep grey eyes. They seemed to have a life of their own, sparkling with curiosity and confidence.

I fluttered my eyes seductively. His grin widened, his eyes smoldering with a predatory glint. “Trust me, darling, I speak from experience,” He purred, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my waist. I fought the urge to recoil from his touch, the urge to scream and run far away from this sinister game I found myself entangled in. But I could not afford to let my fear show–I had to keep up the act, no matter how repulsive it felt. As Victor leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear, I suppressed a shudder and forced myself to play along, my mind racing as I searched for a way to turn the situation to my advantage.

Then there was only darkness, consciousness. At the sound of soft music flowing from the surround system, Beyoncé’s Dangerously In Love, I opened my eyes. Nelly was standing at the end of the bed, stark naked, a small packet glinting in his hand. "You vibrate like a fucking cell phone when you're about to come. That's...sexy as hell.” And it was freaking amazing! Damn, I want to do that again. And again. And again. I gave him a satiated grin.

We raised our glasses to wish each other a long life and many children. We went to the Lucifer ceremony (LUCIFER OF GODDESS) with his wife: me and Sibelle. She was stunning in her custom-made dress; I wanted her to be the most beautiful of the evening. And she was; she was dazzling. I was so happy to walk at her side. I am starting to become sentimental, and I don’t like it much. But I love the feeling of well-being I experience when she is happy. I feel like the most important, strongest man in the world. When she looks at me with her doe-like eyes, I become all weird.

I feel bad for going behind everyone's back but at the same time sneaking around with Mia is thrilling and exciting. I love making her squirm, when everyone's around. Deliberately saying things only she and I will catch on making her blush and stutter. Snapping out of my thoughts, just in time to see a girl walking up to me, with what I suppose she thinks is seductive expression? Her face caked with make up, I hate that fake, misleading shit. She's basic looking, with her assets on show leaving almost nothing to imagine. God where's the mystery? "Hey there handsome, Im Katherine" she purrs touching my chest, I take her hand off me, trying my best not to be rude and wrinkle my nose in disgust

I Seduced My Boss’s Elegant Wife Until She Became My Desperate Little Slut Three weeks of getting fucked senseless by Damien had turned me into a greedy little addict. His cock was incredible. Thick, relentless, and always leaving me leaking his cum on the drive home. But the more he used me, the more I craved something even more forbidden. I wanted to corrupt his perfect, ice-queen wife. Elena Harrington was everything I wasn’t. Elegant, poised, rich, and always so fucking composed. The kind of woman who wore silk robes and pearls while drinking morning coffee. The thought of turning her into a dripping, cheating mess made my pussy throb every time I saw her.

Siren exclaimed as she sprang up and approached the pile of gifts. She started unwrapping them one by one, her eyes widening with surprise. There was an exquisite limited-edition handbag, a pair of gorgeous heels from a high-end brand, two glamorous dresses in bold colors, luxury perfume from a renowned company, and stylish sneakers that could match casual outfits. Siren had to admit, James had good taste. She liked them all; they suited her style perfectly. Then she picked up the final items: two sets of lingerie that were extremely revealing and transparent. Her eyes widened in shock, and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment and annoyance.

He tried to calm his libido but nothing was working so with no other option left he once again picked his cell phone and called one of his whores to calm his wild desires. Liam glanced at the adjoining door of his office and penthouse here. There stood the black-haired beauty in satin lingerie. She moved seductively to him, her lips perfectly coloured with red lipstick. When she came nearer she sat on her knees. "How may I help you, sir?" She occurred in her husky sex smitten voice. Liam opened on the zip of his pants and leaned back in his chair. The girl crawled like a kitten and pulled out his d**k from his pants and used her skills to satisfy Liam.