Spice Romance Novels & Stories

River is now feeling a mixture of tickling and burning so she can no longer resist Spencer's passionate action on top of her. "Ohh --S-p-e-n-c-e —-" she muttered. "I really like that you call me Spence my love." Spencer huskily said while licking River's bare skin. "Ohh – it tickles Spence –" River muttered biting her lower lip. "That's good to hear River," Spencer replied.

He seemed hesitant for a moment to roll the spaghetti on his fork, but then his inner demon whispered telling him to quickly roll up the spaghetti and put it in his mouth. Nickson felt like fireworks were going off around him the second he put a roll of spaghetti in his mouth. It really can't be expressed in words. The spaghetti was very soft on the tongue and the sauce that covered it was cooked with the right spices. Nickson couldn't keep his hands from rolling more spaghetti with his fork and then devouring it. The best spaghetti he's ever eaten. He had never tasted spaghetti with this delicious spice. Even Rebecca had never cooked spaghetti with a taste that could make his tongue sway.

My stomach cramps, and I wince. The titles line up on the screen. Sinfully His—an age-gap, dad’s-best-friend romance, where she gets revenge on her cheating husband and also bag’s her dad’s older hot friend. The next is some werewolf thing about mates and rejection and shit I don’t understand. Marco’s choices already have me giggling. He did this on purpose. And then another catches me: The Mafia’s Pet. Enemies to lovers. Erotica. A laugh slips out. Too pointed. Too close to home.

he said during lunch, eyes narrowing when Dante passed me the salt and our fingers touched too long. “Nothing is going on,” Dante said flatly, but his hand flexed like he remembered gripping my hair while I swallowed his cock deep that morning. I had sucked him until he exploded down my throat and I loved every drop. I felt caught right in the middle, my body still aching for the older man who made me cum so hard I saw spots while my heart twisted at Jake trying to win me back. Later I slipped into the back bedroom to grab my charger, needing a second alone. Dante followed a minute later, closing the door softly.

“This guy took me on a date. He is korean. I might have told him that I like korean cuisine while flirting with him. He took me to an authentic Korean restaurant. I didn't know the food would be so spicy.” “Oh my God, why did you eat?” Anastasia asked, dumbfounded. “I was trying to date him. I didn't want to be that vanilla British girl who couldn't eat spice,”Adeline said. Then, she added in a whisper, “And he even asked the waiter to lower the spice level for me.” Anastasia burst into a fit of laughter. “And your ancestors looted an entire continent for spices?” Adeline lightly punched Anastasia’s stomach and pouted. “I hate you! Go away!”

The human wasn’t lying, so Aqua took the leap of faith and gave in to her selfishness. “Then can I try the thing called taco? The radio man said there was a new flavour… I think it was called hot and spicy?” Bringing the car to a halt the same way his mind paused at Aqua’s request, the mafia boss held his tongue. Logic told him that the mermaid, who did not have many food options in the ocean, may have difficulty getting accustomed to spicy food. He had a rather high spice tolerance like most of the members of his famiglia, as Ricardo loved eating spicy food. However, Dawn did not want to disappoint her.

A lot of distaste and anger hidden beneath it. "Crazy right..?!" Spencer chuckled. "Super." Ignacio replied with absolutely no enthusiasm in his tone. "How did you propose?" "I didn't." Spencer responded with ease. "So—" Ignacio questioned. "My love is enough for the both of us." Spencer said with a smug look. So is ours. Ignacio thought to himself. "You know that guy from the cafe down the road Central Park?" Ignacio said softly. "Yeah.. kinda—" Spencer took a long breath.

A spark of excitement surged down my spine as he slid his hands up into my dress and stroked my skin with his cool fingertips. His hands travelled up from my thighs to my waist, then to my tummy, finally stopping on my twins. He interrupted the kiss for a second and smirked at me before roughly pressing my twins over the fabric of my bra and devouring my lips savagely. I moaned in his mouth and my body was on fire as he kissed me with passion, and massaged my twins wildly with his hands. I mechanically ground myself against his hardness as I felt an intense sensation between my thighs.

Rosalie’s eyes widened, but after a while she conquer her shock and reciprocated her kiss. The kiss deepened with each second, and both souls wanted more and more. Rosalie who was trying to keep up with her mate’s pace became lost out of breath, and she was forced to cut the kiss. “You don't know how much you wanna kiss your lips, mate. I can't wait to mark you as mine,” Spencer spoke with so much admiration. Rosalie grinned happily, and she hugged him tightly as if he would disappear at any moment. “I love you mate,” she breathed in his scent.

he said smoothly, his voice low in my ear. The spatula wobbled in my hand as his body pressed subtly against mine. Heat climbed up my neck, the smell of his soap and the faint trace of cologne added to the mix clouding everything. And before I could think about what I was doing, I turned or maybe he did, I wasn’t even sure but suddenly his mouth was on mine. The kiss was nothing like I expected. Rough at first, then deliberate as his lips coaxed, taking. My back hit the counter, and the spatula clattered uselessly into the sink.