Sexy Words Novels & Stories

I huff “Yes, Dominic. You made it all okay – you always do.” “Good, because I have some words for you too, trouble.” Sinclair informs me darkly, laying me out on the bed in front of him. He’s got that wolfish look in his eye, the one that tells me I’m in for a long night at my mate’s mercy. The one that tells me he’s barely in control, and all I can do is hold on and try to survive the pleasure. “Let’s start with brilliant…” he strips off my nightdress. “Beautiful…” He traces the line of my curves. “Corageous…” kiss, “sweet,” nibble, “fucking delectable,” lick, “... and very, very naughty.”

Every single part of her body were all alive and ready. "You are wet and horny for me, don't you? You are waiting for me to touch you, feel you, put a finger inside that leaking hole of yours and finger the hell out of it until you couldn't scream again, don't you" The male said, his sexy voice was like it was Sophie's antidote, every word from his lips turns her on more, it was masculine, rich, deep and commanding, the sound of his voice is like a sex promise, making any girl that heard him to subconsciously start thinking a lot of ways to get fucked in.

SADIE I lay sprawled across my tangled sheets, skin still slick with sweat and the mingled scents of two very satisfied men. My body hummed with that delicious post-fuck glow—thighs pleasantly sore, core still fluttering—but the hunger was already stirring again, low and insistent. I loved sex. Craved it like oxygen. The stretch, the slick heat, the filthy promises growled against my ear, the way a man completely lost himself inside me. Nothing else made me feel so powerfully, deliciously alive.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

Sex. Could you be any more of an idiot, Tyrith? Of all the things, you had to say sex. And in front of Lucian. He was going to think I liked him. God, I wanted to die. How could such a word leave my mouth? Sure, it had been a while since I indulged in such acts. I spent my heat cycle locked in my apartment. My life was fine without sex. At least, I thought so, but to say such a thing. Such abomination.

But right now, I want to burn. That fire ignites my body like gasoline. I swear my dick is going to explode. “I want you to make love to me again,” her sensual voice sings through my mind. I wince and swallow, but this time I can’t fully suppress the gag. Again? Like last night? I guess, if you look at it, it’s just a matter of semantics ― it’s just a better word for fucking. A girly word. Except this feels different.

“ This is the greatest gift I have ever received.” SEX WITH THE DEVIL

Never in her life would she have felt such pleasure building in the pit of her stomach. "Ahh.. ahh.. Cole.. yes.. do me harder, baby.. yes.." aahh fuck sweats.. you feel so fucking good!" both emersed in the pleasure of their love making. Moans and grunts mixed with the sound of slapping skin bounced off the four corners of the hotel room. "Fuck .. baby . aahh your tightening!!" "COOOLLLEEE .. AHHHHHH! "Come with me.. sweat.. heart!" Sara squirted all over Coles thick member, while Cole continued pumping some before he too followed her with his release. Filling her womb with his seed.

She was overwhelmed with thousands of sensations he had unleashed inside her. "“You like it when my cock grinds right here, don’t you?" he asked, teasing the spot that sent her breathing shattered. She bit down on her lip to fight back a moan. Sean inhaled a deep breath. His beast happy to smell her arousal. “You’re so wet… wet for my cock,” he murmured, voice low and starving. Shame flooded her, raw and overwhelming. He pressed his mouth to her bare neck, releasing a guttural, animalistic growl that vibrated through her, shaking her from the inside out, settling deep within her core. Their breaths matched the rhythm of their slow, grinding movements.

The specialness of the moment was nothing like before. He made me feel unique and adored as he told me everything with the way he made love to me. He made me feel appreciated and beautiful just by the way he stroked my skin delicately and relishingly. I treasured the feeling of being adored while pleasured; it was nothing normal.