Novel & Cerita Smutty Romance Books

The words jumped off the page—raw, filthy, so unapologetically explicit. Oh gods, this isn't sweet romance. This is pure smut. Dirty, detailed, filthy smut. I should've closed it right then. Put it down. But my eyes kept scanning hungrily, my breath coming shorter and faster. Dorian's thrusts grew brutal and deep, claiming every inch of her possessively. "You're so fucking tight," he groaned loudly. "Milking my cock like you were made for it." Jean shattered around him suddenly, screaming his name as the pleasure crashed through her body hard.

That book is something else. Ohh lest I forget, I went back to drop the book and get another one’s. This time around, I focused on billionaire romance. I read one there, it made me so horny. I had to masturbate to it but I made sure to check for cameras; hidden one's especially. I borrowed twenty of them and ran to my room just like the other times. I am on the 6th book now titled A NOT SO CUTE MEET. The author is good.

She sucked my fingers clean without hesitation, tongue swirling, eyes locked on mine. I rolled onto my back. She crawled over me and straddled my hips, still messy between her legs. My cock was soft and shiny with both of us. She reached down, stroked it slowly back to life while she kissed me, deep and filthy, tasting of cum and her own juices. “Round two,” she murmured against my lips. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Ethan mumbled incoherently, his eyes rolled back, and his words only added to the fire burning within me. I swallowed him all, hungrily, slapping my tongue on his balls when they hit my lips as he thrusted in. " Fuck Lara! You are one dirty secretary!" " I love how tight your mouth is!" He whispered as he pulled at my hair, and I took him all in, his hungry and dirty words only adding to my arousal. "'Tell me he's never fucked your mouth before!" He demanded, as he slightly paused and I almost whimpered at how empty my throat felt.

“Pretending the city doesn’t whisper about you.” Her chin lifted, sharp. “I don’t pretend. I rule.” “Do you?” He stepped closer, close enough that the scent of her perfume hit him; dark, expensive, intoxicating. “Because from here, it looks like Damian is ruling you.” Her breath hitched, subtle but there. Adrian smiled, dangerous and slow. He had found the weak spot. “Careful,” she warned. But her voice was softer now, like a wire pulled too tight. Zariah’s POV

Splashing water on her face, she smoothed her hair, pulse racing. The door clicked open, Henry's voice calling her name. She forced a smile, the taste of Alex's cum lingering on her tongue, her body still humming with forbidden heat. Their secret burned brighter, promising more stolen nights.

My chest rose and fell with each wavering exhale. It felt dirty seducing him like this when it had been obvious he was avoiding it. But I didn’t care, a woman had needs, especially under the cloak of a marriage. I let him burn away the lace from my skin, twice over. The hum of the AC and our heavy breaths the only sounds in the room. “I’m not hungry for food.” I twirled a stray lock with my finger, sweeping his body with my thirsty gaze. “What are you hungry for, gattina?”

Grace’s messages were odd… She nods. “Yes, I was on this site Mia recommended, it had all sorts of book recommendations, I checked the library, but it didn’t have the book. Mia showed me a website where I could buy the book and read on the tablet you got me.” she smiles widely. Then her face turns red. Is she blushing? “The book I was reading had a lot of those scenes. Mia told me they call those smut books. I didn’t understand a lot of the references. Like do you like it when a girl just thrusts her finger up your bum when you are getting a blowjob?” Grace asks. The woman by the next table head twists to us in horror. I look at my fiancée, I don’t know whether to scold her for saying that i

Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series. Yes, I read smutty shifter romance. Blame Uncle Alex! He’s the one who reads those books, even before he knew Aurelia was a werewolf. I picked them up because it is entertaining to see all the various takes on the reality we live in as humans in the supernatural world. We have a shifter smut book club. Uncle Alex started it, and it expanded over the years. Even members from the Sicilian packs are involved, like Zoe and André.

Dammit, I felt like coming already just hearing those words, but not yet, not until I saw her limp and sated. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her earlobe as I whispered in a raspy voice, "You're beautiful. You pleased me. The way you take me, all hungry and desperate, it's driving me insane. I want to make you scream my name until you can't remember anything else."