Sexy Words Novels & Stories

And that is the sensational feeling of a woman's touch. "I love sex baby... I love fucking you... Please let's fuck so hard tonight because I have really missed your pussy so badly... And I am going to year it into pieces tonight!" "Oh yeah... I missed your fat long and hot dick too... Let's go ahead as I have you torture me sweetly with that sweet and hot dick of yours that I just can not resist because of anything..." "Oh gosh! This touch of yours is killing me baby... And I'm just melting like wax here...."

“There aren’t many women who can say those words and not make them sound crude.” “They’re crude words. They’re not supposed to sound sexy. At least alone. Accompanied by someone who can talk as well as he can fuck? They’re the sexiest words in the English language.” His heavy exhale covered my mouth. “What are you doing to me, Gina?” I moved my hips forward and smirked. “Do you need me to answer that?” He took my bottom lip between his teeth and tugged lightly, sending a lightning spark right down to my clit. I didn’t need or want him to answer it.

Seeing my huge grin, Cat whispered, "Why are you smiling so wide, baby?" I smirked as I replied, "You're so adorable when you get shy, baby. I'm not sure when you are sexiest, when you're shy and nervous, when you're horny and determined, or when you're acting like a cheap whore in heat. All three have caused me to force multiple orgasms upon you, but it's hard to say which is best. I guess I'll just have to wait and make my decision after a lot more time has passed. Besides, I'm in no rush. You look so fucking sexy all the time that I tend to have a hard-on most of the time we're together, you might have noticed that fact."

Plausible deniability. “I see,” she said. “You said I was sexy. Were you just kidding around?” He smiled at her. “Maybe a little.” “I knew it.” “But you are sexy, Luna. Sexy is very subjective. Fun can be sexy. Cute girls with leaves in their hair can be sexy.” “So, how do I be sexy?” she asked. “Like, when I want to be?”

Noah blinked his eyes and asked, "what?" Tristan grinned and looked at Amy. "I don't care what anyone says, brilliance is sexy. Maturity is sexy. Having a mentally stimulating conversation is sexy. Having a great body is good. Being fit is great. Health is important. Charm is nice. But intelligence, MY GOD, is absolutely sexy." He said, licking his lips and looking at Amy. I bit my lips looking at Amy who gave him a blank look. 'I'm sexy then.' IS stated. Excuse me...

"Is this right, Lexi, the way I’m swirling my tongue around, and Sean, your hand is so tight on the back of my head, you’re pushing me so deep I can barely breathe." "That’s the idea, Nora, I want you buried in her, I want you to know every inch of her body so you can realize how much of a little slut you really are for enjoying this so much." "I do enjoy it, Sean, I love the way she tastes, it’s like honey and salt and I can’t get enough of it, I want to stay down here forever and just keep licking until she can’t stand up anymore." "You’re doing great, baby, just like that, now move your tongue up toward my clit and give it some real pressure, I want to feel you vibrating against me."

“And your other reaction?” Sean looked a little embarrassed. “Honestly, I was turned on as hell. I wasn’t kidding when I said pregnant women are hot, and the sight of you looking so lush and fertile made me want to bend you over the trunk of the car to find out if that old myth is true.” She moaned at the sexy picture he painted with his words, but frowned. “What myth?” “That pregnant women are always wet.” He stroked her folds again, dipping two fingers inside. “You are slippery silk, Chloe. Are you always wet?”

“Ever since I saw two angelic eyes staring back at me with an outstretched hand over the rock, ten years back, my wolf and I instantly fell in love with our saviour. I never knew my luck would shine so bright that I would get you as my mate. When I almost lost you during that night of the attack, believe it or not but a part of my soul died. It was the scariest time of my life and that is when I realized that I could not live a second more without you. So Samantha Stone- the mistress of my heart, Luna to my wolf, Alpha to my body, life giver to my soul, Yin to my Yang, and finally …. ” “Fart to your poop” “Flush to your toilet” “Frog to your prince” “Monster to your angel” “Stinky sock to yo

I felt completely content and satiated. “That was…” I was at a loss for words. “Incredible. Unbelievable. Delicious. Delectable. Sexy as fuck. A daily must,” Grant offered some possible words. “An unbelievably sexy as fuck daily must is what you’re looking for to be precise.” Gabriel waggled his eyebrows. “I had no idea that your type of light worked like Fae light when it came to how pleasurable it was when shared. Not certain if you realized what happened, but feel free to do it as often as you’d like to.”

His moans grew louder and more desperate with every passing second, each one a testament to how thoroughly I was unraveling him. The scent of sex… musky, sweet, and thick filled the air, making my head spin with primal satisfaction. Something ancient and possessive stirred in my chest, recognizing this moment as fundamental, as right. "You're taking me so well, baby," I growled, my voice rough with awe and possessive pride. "Look at you, such a good little mate, letting me fuck you like this." The words seemed to shudder through him, drawing another broken moan from his lips, and I felt the way his entire body responded to my praise.