Sexy Romance Story Novels & Stories

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It was a really terrible experience for Adrien in terms of hot romantic pleasures. Bryan removed his fingers from Adrien's pussy, and pushed her unto his working desk, and fucked the living day out of her creampie pussy! Adrien moaned and moaned so hot, but Bryan did not listen to her, because he was in the mood, and that made him continued with his thing until he got tired as he released his loads of cum into her vagina. Unknowingly to Adrien, her safe period just started that same day. And though Bryan was tired, but Adrien wasn't. She held Bryan closely, and wanted him to continue, but he just could not for he already had sex with his wife the previous night before.

Richy kissed him back desperately, tasting his tears, his shame, and the dark, thrilling promise of what was coming. Jax broke the kiss, breathing hard. He fumbled with his jeans and freed his cock. It was thick, flushed, and already leaking. He positioned himself, the head nudging against Richy’s sore, wet opening. Richy held his breath. “Watch me,” Jax commanded, echoing the doctor’s words but making them his own. Richy looked down and watched as Jax notched himself against him. He felt the blunt, familiar stretch begin anew as Jax pushed inside.

He could only hope so. Decision made, he put his arm across the back of the seat, his fingers dancing lightly on the clasp of the necklace before flitting across her neck. She wasn’t successful in stifling a small moan as he stroked her skin. He’d be willing to bet her panties were damp just from his light caresses. His cock was hard enough to crush rocks just from being so close to her. Tonight, he was going to make Lanie DeShaw his lover, and he didn’t expect much protest from her, despite her attempts to maintain a good-girl charade. He was looking forward to finding out just how bad she could be.

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 whispered to her ears, and the next second, Celeste back had already hit the bed. .. .. .. Celeste sat on top of the bed, with the sheets around her chest as she watched Moreau leaving the cottage. That's how it happens, loveless sex, and then boom. All Moreau does is have sex with her and the next minute he gone, she is nothing but a sex slave to him, upon all the affection she shows him, he treats her like trash, they've never even kissed before, he only slams into her hard, cause Moreau loves hardcore sex, thankfully she's a vampire, she heals on time, after the tedious sessions of never ending sex.

A warm trail of his release slipped down my thigh as he helped me straighten up and turned me to face him. I collapsed into his arms, my legs shaky, as he kissed me softly, his earlier ferocity giving way to tenderness. We sank into the nearest chairs, bodies entwined, the untouched dinner forgotten. His fingers traced lazy circles on my back while I rested my head on his shoulder, the scent of sex and wine lingering in the air. “That was… intense,” I whispered, a satisfied smile curving my lips. He chuckled, pulling me closer. Then, a knock sounded on the door, followed by a woman’s voice.

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

Chapter Three – Retreat’s Rapture The Sapphire Retreat darkened as night fell, the stars reflecting on the waves, the cabana’s sapphire curtains billowing in the coastal breeze, the air thick with the musk of our passion. My body was a map of their desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by Marcus and Liam’s unrelenting dominance. The two men loomed over me, their breaths heavy, cocks hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the retreat in a rapture of flesh and spirit. The isolation thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, their partnership a sacred

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”