Smutty Romance Novels & Stories

Genevieve spat out in disgust and walked away from him leaving the loud music behind her. She walked into the restroom, opened her bag and picked up a cigarette. With her reflection on the mirror next to her, she lit the cigarette and began to smoke, her eyes Stern and sharp. She remembered her mum's call last night, breaking the news that her so-called rich boyfriend proposed to her two week ago and their marriage is in three days' time. "What a punk!" She cursed under and breath and puff out another smoke, her eyes closed with her head raised up.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

Her supple skin. "Sir ,sir are you listening to me?"Nina asked interrupting my thoughts which made me realize she was leaning towards me and giving me a full view of her cleavages .She had a seductive smirk on her lips.This girl never gives up ,like hell it was all over the news that I got married yesterday. "What is it Nina"I asked removing my gaze from her cleavages "I just want to say happy married life sir and I also brought myself as a gift to you also"She said with her voice slow and touched my hand tenderly licking her lips.

She asked. "Ummm......... that'll be umm....... someone....... someone like you." I said finally getting the words out of my mouth. "What?" Jasmine said probably surprised. "What I mean is, I want someone as good, innocent and cute as you are cause I like everything about you minus the stubbornness and the ability to wreck a guy though." I said and we both laughed. "Woah" someone said outside the door. "Meg" Jasmine called. "Here I was worried as hell about you two cause I thought you guys might be going through an emotional breakdown right now but I couldn't be more wrong, I met you guys laughing instead, it's amazing." She said with a smile.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

“And what if there are cracks?” His eyes flicked to hers, unreadable. He didn’t answer. He just pulled her closer as another couple approached, his public smile sliding into place like armour. They left the dinner earlier than expected. In the car, Damien’s fingers tapped a restless rhythm on the leather seat while Serena stared out the tinted window, Camille’s words echoing in her mind. Pretty. Compliant. Temporary. Did Damien really see her like that? Or worse… had Camille been telling the truth? Had Damien been the one pulling the strings all along?

"Good slut. Sleep now, dream of me using you." Dawn crept, pain throbbing constant reminder. Mia knocked— "Up yet?" I panicked, Jax slipping out window quiet, cock print on my mind. Dressed slow, pussy leaking cum down thighs, sore walk to kitchen. His eyes met mine over coffee, smirk promising: "Anytime." Dirty heat simmered weekend far from done, brother's claim deeper. But guilt twisted with lust Mia chatting clueless, her brother’s cum inside me. He cornered me later by sink, hand under skirt quick fingers sliding folds, parting open. "Shh, anytime quickie," growled dirty.

He watched me approach, a dark, appreciative smirk playing on his lips. “Rough night?” he asked, voice deep and smooth like whiskey. “You have no idea,” I replied, sliding onto the stool next to him. I crossed my legs, letting the dress ride higher up my thighs. “My boyfriend just proved he’s a cheating asshole. So I’m here to forget him… preferably with someone who knows how to fuck properly.” Alex’s eyebrows rose, clearly surprised by my boldness, but his eyes darkened with interest. “Straight to the point. I like that.”

Why does the thought of me belonging to him turn me on so much? “You’re out of your mind if you really think that.” “How about this?” He lifts his head and locks eyes with me. “If I can make you cum in one minute, you’re mine.” I snort. “You’re good but you’re not that good.” “Do we have a deal? Yes or no?” “Yes,” I say with a smug smirk because I know there’s no way he’s getting me off in such short time. It’s never happened before.

I nodded and saw the blush that appeared on her cheeks, as she thought of us cuddling on the couch again. While I started making the smoothies, motherslut busied herself by saying she would pick us out something good to watch. Finished with the giant smoothie, I joined motherslut in the living room and found her already comfortably sprawled on the sectional couch. I pretended to not sure where or how we should sit, motherslut took the initiative and sat up and patted the cushion at the center of the "L" shaped couch. I sat down where she had indicated, to which she quickly climbed between my legs and sat with her back to my chest, as she placed my empty hand around her waist and snuggled int