Romans & histoires Short Stories Of Hot Romance

He did, sliding into his stepmother from behind as she leaned forward. Positions shifted fluidly around the hearth. I pulled out of Bella and moved to Dana in the hot tub, steam rising around us as I fucked her in the bubbling water. The warm jets added sensation while Bella rode Chris on the rug nearby, her small body bouncing, moans mixing with the crackle of the fire. Sweat-slicked skin reflected the flames, every curve, every drop of perspiration glowing. “Confess it,” I growled to the group between thrusts. “How long?”

ADRIAN I’d made a lot of regrettable mistakes in my twenty-seven years of existence. At the very top of that list was agreeing to be in a five-year relationship with someone who would end up being a liar and a cheater. But I was beginning to realize that wasn’t even my worst mistake— and that was saying something. My absolute worst mistake had to be hooking up with a random stranger I met in a club. And not just any random stranger, a stranger that turned out to be my student.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

She wiggled her buttocks, hoping to send him a signal of some kind. His chuckle was low and throaty. "Getting anxious, are you? I like that. My shy little flowers is coming into full bloom." He placed an open-mouthed kiss on each cheek of her buttocks before leaning over her and rubbing her cunt with his clever fingers. He knew exactly where and how to touch her to heat her blood and make her nerve endings sizzle. The urge inside her to explore further with him, to push the erotic envelope, grew stronger each time they made love.

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

This is my first English novel and has a grammar mistake and two Pov's in a single chapter. Read at your own will but I gurantee you if you ignore the mistake then you will love the plot and how the story will go. This novel is full of suspense, Romance, Thrill and amazing twist. You all will loved it. Again I'm repeating please ignore grammatical mistakes and this story has many Pov's. Its not a long story. You all will loved it.

More… specific. I read romance novels and decided the first step to getting his attention was to make him see me as something other than Jane’s little friend. I started wearing shorter skirts when I knew I’d see him. Tighter tops. I’d pull my hair up to expose my neck, mimicking gestures I’d seen in movies. But he never gave me a second glance. Not until I went for the nuclear option. Last night, I sent him photos. Not just any photos. Explicit ones. Carefully angled, lit by the dim lamp in my dorm room, leaving nothing to the imagination. I sent them to his private email, the one I’d memorized from seeing it on paperwork years ago.

When we came back to the den they would take me right there on the grass outside, all five of them, knots locking, teeth sinking in, cum filling me until I could barely walk. One evening the heat came back stronger than usual. I dropped to my knees in the middle of the den and begged without shame. The pack surrounded me instantly. Thorne lifted me and impaled me on his cock while Jax pushed into my ass. The others took my mouth and hands. They fucked me for hours under the firelight, knots swelling and popping, blood shared from fresh bites, my screams echoing off the walls. I lost count of how many loads they pumped into me. My belly felt full and heavy. My skin glowed with sweat and cum a

*Next Collection* **Story Synopsis** Nineteen-year-old Lisa discovers her married neighbor’s hungry eyes on her through the open bedroom window each sweltering summer night. Instead of hiding, she lets the forbidden thrill pull her deeper into a silent, shadowy game of temptation. What begins as distant stares slowly spirals into something far more dangerous—until one night the line between watching and touching finally breaks ***** Lisa's Pov ... I’d just gotten home from a late shift at the campus coffee shop, my tank top clinging to my sweaty skin and my tiny denim shorts riding up my ass like a second skin.