Sexy Romance Books Novels & Stories

I gently graze his lips with mine, wetting them with my gentle kiss. He places his hands upon the small of my back and pulls me in closer, kissing me back with a soft and warm passion. His lips and tongue dance with mine—sending spasms of lust spiralling through my core. This first kiss feels so amazing—sensual, passionate, and delicately sexy. The expensive scent of his cologne only further spikes my desire for him. He smells so manly and clean.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

Jeremy leaned in the doorway, arms crossed, his t-shirt stretching tight over his biceps. “No, thanks,” she said, not looking up. He ignored her and stepped in anyway. “Sci-fi fan huh?” He said, picking up a stack of novels. “Yeah,” she said, low but a bit panicked because what if he saw? Just as he was about to dig further. “Jeremy, wait, don’t touch that.” Too late, he had already picked it up. “Oh?” he said, staring at the book, then back at her. “Dark romance? Erotica? I didn’t know you were kinky like that.” He teased.

“We’re bringing our own drinks. Maximus said he’d be on the lookout and Jeckell is gone.” “Doesn’t mean there’s others that won’t try the same shit,” I palmed my face. “Really, Loren. All I want to do is read my tacky romance novel and go to bed.” I turned back to the book in my hands. It was something I’d picked up from the “free” part of the library that afternoon. A cliché novel about mermen and sirens. It was highly unrealistic but damn, did it have good sex scenes. Loren “hmphed” and crossed her arms over her chest. Then she jumped across the room, snatched the book out of my hands and threw it away from me. I stared at her, slack jawed and completely baffled.

One hand gripped my ass possessively while the other tangled in my long dark hair. “Hard,” I gasped, biting his bottom lip. “Don’t hold back. Fuck me like you own me. I want to forget that cheating bastard completely.” Alex’s eyes darkened with lust. “Good girl.” He spun me around roughly, bending me over the back of his couch. My tight black dress was shoved up to my waist in seconds. He ripped my soaked lace panties down my legs, the cool air hitting my dripping pussy and making me moan. Without warning, he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs.

Her whimpers and moans were filling his ears with unexplainable pleasure. Damon: Ughh princess I l-love you so much. He whispered near her lips increasing his pace and slamming himself more hard and fast in her making her body to tremble under him. They both felt the ecstasy of the moment. That time there was no mafia king or an innocent possession but instead, there was only a husband making love to his wife. The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha.

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Chills sheet my flesh, my heart hanmmering into his back while I draw out slowly, then slide back in. I can't even comprehend how fantastic this feels.. Sex has never felt like this before. It's never been as good as it is with him. “Yes." His face falls forward into the pillow. "Fucking wreck me." "Whatever you want, baby." I grab onto his hips, tugging my cock out almost all the way, then slamming it back in hard. He sobs into the pillow, like maybe it hurt and I know it hurts because I didn't prep him well. But his entire body is quaking as he stretches his arms out above his head, fingers grasping at the sheets like he's all sensation.

Why is he damn acting like a pervert when she was being serious? "Just answer my question and stop provoking me," "No, I didn't of course," he replied still with a smirk on his lips. She made a sigh of relief. At least this idiot didn't spill anyone's blood. "Butt..." He threw her to the bed, then lied on her. "What the hell are you doing?" "You are so sexy right now, too sexy. How could you seduce me using my own shirt and how can your hair be so wet and hot?" Her eyes widened in his comment.