Smutty Historical Romance Books Novels & Stories

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Absolutely not. Furious that I left my phone, laptop, and speaker downstairs, I find myself with nothing to do. Do I have the patience for reading? No. Am I in the mood to read? Also no. Do I have anything else to do? Another no. Sighing deeply, I grab a book, plop down on the bed, and start reading my smutty novel. Smut is probably the last thing I should be reading right now, but it's the only thing available. And honestly, who doesn’t like smut?

I didn’t think I’d meet up with him, but if he put in the effort to come see me, I’d make time for him. Then there was Dane. Goddess, just his name had me clenching my thighs together. He was a high risk, but I swiped right on Dane because he was everything I had ever wanted, fantasy-wise. And if I ever met up with him, that’s all it would ever be: a fantasy. When I picked a book off of my TBR shelf to read the dirtiest, smuttiest, violent-filled dark romance novel, I pictured a man like Dane. Yeah, he’s my favorite too.

“Clean me up. Slowly.” She leaned in and opened her mouth. Her tongue dragged along the underside of my cock first, careful and thorough, collecting every trace of cum and her own slick. I watched the way her lashes fluttered as she worked, the way she took the head between her lips and sucked gently, cleaning every inch like it was the only thing that mattered. Spit and leftover cum mixed on her tongue. She didn’t rush. She took her time the way I’d ordered, and the wet, soft sounds of her mouth filled the room again. When she finally pulled off, lips glistening, I reached down and wiped a smear of cum from the corner of her mouth with my thumb. Then I pushed the same thumb past her lips. S

When I'm done in the kitchen, I pour myself a glass of white wine, savoring the tangy scent that rises from the glass. My eyes drift over to my bookcase in the living room, and I pad towards it. I let my hand caress the spines of several books before I halt at the one I am currently reading. It's a dark romance with heavy smut, gory violence and a male lead so morally grey you could call it pitch black. Love it!

Lots of smut. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had a book convo,” I said. “Have you read anything noteworthy?” Chance whispered. As if we were sharing secrets. “I’ve been so busy. My latest read is an omegaverse,” I whispered back. “Mm.. there’s a lot of smut in those,” he teased. “There is,” I said. “Did I not give you enough last night?” he gasped. My step faltered, and I inhaled sharply.

Joan said with a smile. "we're friends now Joan, I'm honored to have you." "Thank you, Mrs. Dumas, for inviting us. We brought wine," Asher said handing her a bottle of 2012 Domaine de la Romanee-Conti "Ah! you brought the good stuff, you're not a cheapskate then. We might well become friends, and please call me Kathy. Come on the party's right this way." Kathy leads the couple into the front hall, then towards the front room, where they heard excited chatter coming from the room.

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She said giving me a sternly look. I hate it whenever she does that, but then after much corrections she still didn't change. I got tired of it, and let her be. "OK bye guys." I said as I stood up and make my way towards the door. "Oh and yeah, Kelvin, I will give you a call, and don't you worry, I will make sure to pay your fees before your exams." I said and the dashed out quickly in a hurry to meet up with Sammy. The excitement on my face was evident, my love for Sammy was one I could never explain. How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate.

I love her and it's true even after doing so much I still can't let her go why because I love her. Damon: I was never a guy to believe in emotion like love. But with time I indeed fell for your sister. And no matter what you say. Yes, I regret the things I did to her. But I don't regret mistaking her as you and marrying her. Now she's my wife and I am trying to make our marriage work so better not put your nose in it.