Sexy Verbs Novels & Stories

Archie whispered into his ear, "if you cooperate, soon we will get this over with…" "And how am I supposed to co---" Archie started giving him hickeys around his neck. "Ah…" Dylan felt a shiver over his body. Still kissing Dylan's neck, Archie spread his spouse's legs with his hands and lay down on his body. He's heavy, Dylan thought. Archie kissed Dylan's lips again, at the same time caressing his legs in a back-and-forth motion. Hell… his legs aren't sexy at all, thought Archie, still kissing Dylan.

Sienna crawled up Lena’s body like a predator, eyes dark with lust. “We’re not stopping tonight,” she said, voice low and rough. “I want to do every filthy thing I’ve ever imagined with you.” Lena grabbed Sienna’s face and kissed her hard, tasting their mixed juices on her tongue. “Then do it. Fuck me like you’ve been dying to. I want it rough.” Sienna grinned and reached into her suitcase beside the bed. She pulled out a thick, black strap-on harness with a realistic veiny dildo attached. Lena’s eyes widened, a fresh rush of wetness flooding between her legs.

He paused, then said without looking up, “I wrote. ‘Patient deflects discomfort with seduction. Attempts to regain control through sexual tension.’” I sucked in a slow breath. “Well,” I muttered. “That’s not sexy at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.” My legs uncrossed and re-crossed, slower this time, not for show but because I needed to move. To feel something. Anything. “Do you think I’m disgusting?” I asked suddenly. That caught him off guard. Barely. But I saw it—the shift in his eyes, like I’d finally said something real. “No,” he said.

She dug her nails into his shoulders in response, drawing tiny beads of blood that only served to heighten the intensity of their union. He began to move within her then, thrusting against her walls with a steady rhythm that matched the pace of their breaths. Selena closed her eyes tightly, focusing on the sensations washing over her - the slick friction against sensitive flesh, the heat that simmered between them, and the intoxicating smell of sex that filled the air. Her legs trembled uncontrollably as she tried to meet each one of his powerful strokes.

He leaned down, kissing her deeply, tasting her sigh of pleasure as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper. "Are you okay?" he whispered against her lips, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "Yes," she gasped, her voice tight with pleasure. "Don't stop, Xavier. Please." With a low groan, Xavier began to move. He established a slow, heavy, and punishingly deep rhythm. Every thrust was powerful, filling her completely, his broad chest rubbing against her sensitive breasts with every downward stroke. The heat in the room rose, the heavy scent of sex and lavender filling the air, accompanied by the wet, rhythmic slap of their bodies colliding and t

CONTENT WARNING: Explicit lesbian erotica, dominance/submission, public fingering/car orgasm, oral sex, multiple orgasms, praise kink, first-time sapphic encounter CHAPTER ONE I was nineteen, on my own for the first time at university, and just beginning to explore the sapphic facets of my sexuality the first time I spotted Sabine across the floor of some small town gay club with a stupid name. Electricity crackled in the air between us. Her striking, lavender eyes swept up and down my body like a spotlight, savoring my ample curves, tracking the gentle sway of my hips. Her eyes stopped at the apex of their second trip, her gaze resting on my lips. She slowly licked hers like a hungry cat be

Luci watched her squeeze her eyes shut as she clamped her thighs against his wrist and snapped her hips up, once, twice, three times before she froze, all the muscles in her thighs and belly and bottom tense and quivering, and he felt her contract against his fingers. The touch of his hands so warm on her bare skin sent another burst of heat straight to Sonia’s core and made it ache as a small sound escaped her. His hand again slipped between her thighs and she cried out on a half sob of pleasure as he touched her delicate, aching flesh. And all Luci could feel was his touch, all she knew was the heat that moved through her, the want, the burning desires of need. She was speechless, nearly m

They prodded her insides, moving slowly at first before they moved faster, hitting that sensitive part of her that made her see stars. "Fuck! Don't stop! Please!" She sobbed in pleasure. "Tell me what you want." Kael commanded gently. "Everything. I want all of you!" Kael flipped her on her stomach in an instant, using his tentacles to move her body close to his, while the others wrapped around her chest and neck. It wasn't painful, no, it's the opposite. It was sensual. Dominant. Erotic. And when Kael's human cock entered her hard, a wave of electricity entered her as well, and she screamed to the heavens.

The subtle scent of rain-kissed air mingled with the faint aroma of desire, creating an intoxicating blend that enveloped them. “And you want me to fuck you here, huh!” His words were a playful challenge, igniting a fire within Lena that mirrored the storm raging outside. With a confident yet tantalizingly slow movement, he began to lower his pants, his gaze never leaving hers. Each inch of fabric descending felt like a countdown to ecstasy, building the tension between them to an almost unbearable level.

teeth. “FUCK!” Saeris was a ball of sensation, humming with energy. That golden thread pulsing in the darkness of her mind, Vaelen slowly lowered his head, his lips parted, hair mussed, and the dazed look of surprise on his face sent a rush of adrenaline powering through her. His eyes were burning gold with flashes of crimson at the center. Gods and Goddesses. She would never forget seeing him like this. If she did get sent back home, the image of him like this, seated inside her, skin slick with sweat, chest hitching, would sustain her until the day she died. But now she would take every ounce of him—for herself, she’d shine. So she arched her back to take all of him. Vaelen barked