Novel & Cerita Short Novels

Kandy gets up from the floor and climbs up into the couch, curling up on it without a word as she keeps her eyes on the window. Lightening flashes and I get to see more of the beauty beside me. She is wearing another one of my clothes and one of those tiny shorts she seems to have a thing for and again, she's wearing them without panties so I can see a lot more than I am supposed to. Her supple ass is barely covered in those wet dream inducting shorts and I see how the smooth skin of her thighs are calling out for my touch. As if giving me a silent show, Kandy moves slightly and her shirt rides up to show me a sliver of her flat stomach.

I didn't even wait to hear the rest of the sentence because the moment Kade's gaze left mine, I took to my feet and ran. I ran so fast to the room Lorena and I had been sharing that I could barely feel my legs hitting the carpet. By the time I reached the room, I hurriedly got inside and locked the door hard behind me, my breathing so loud in the quiet space. I hadn't realized how forcefully I'd locked it until I heard the echo nearly wake Lorena—she turned on the bed, making sleepy humming noises after I'd shut the door.

Jade stayed in Ohio with her grandfather, Johnathan and his brother, Garwin. She was nineteen years old and came visiting for the holidays for the first time in years. The small town, Haborsville was rumoured to be invaded by night creatures that were responsible for the death of atleast three people on a daily basis. But Jade visited still. She only believed it was mere superstition and the only thing killing people were either plagues from poor hygiene, an unknown disease or people themselves like thieves.

I experience a short reprieve as shorter brown haired man shoves him unconfidently out of the way. I’m very grateful, I must say, that this cock is quite a bit wider but far shorter at maybe only 4 inches. This little man couldn’t cover me in filth like the previous 7 inch cock, and I can’t help but beg for them to please, please destroy my body; to use me the way they would a streetwalker, a WHORE!

The air within the antique store did not smell merely of old paper and dust; it smelled of centuries, and tonight it pulsed with a promise that caused Elara's skin to shiver not from fear, but from a dull, thrumming excitement. She had come in from the rain, wanting to get away from the rattle of thunder and the sudden summer storm, but she had discovered something far more fascinating waiting behind the register: two men who were far more than they seemed.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

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The city lights bled through the glass walls of the penthouse. Rain tapped lightly against the windows, and everything smelled faintly of cedar and money. She stood in the living room, suitcase by her side, still trying to convince herself this was temporary. A few days. That was what she had told herself. Just a few days until she found a new place. She had not expected him to be the one offering.

Sophie pov I took off my skirt and slowly traced lines on my panties, not taking my eyes off the magazine, slowly flipping it to the next page. My breathing grew faster. It was an up-close picture of the woman having her pussy licked by the man. Fuck, I couldn't tease myself any longer. I pulled my panties to one side and slipped a finger into my pussy.