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“That rather gives the plot away, no?” I laughed. “Romance novels aren’t known for being subtle.” He plucked the book from my fingers before I could react. He held it over my head as he flipped through it. “Where are the love scenes? Ah, found one.” He raised one golden eyebrow as he began to read aloud: “‘A fire lit in her belly. Damian’s hands were magic. Everywhere he touched, it was like fire across her skin.’” “Oh my God, stop—” He just held the book up higher. Tall people were the worst.

She continued to read the book, but got a bit distracted when she read that one chapter where the main characters had hot sex in the bathtub. With each word in the narrative, Michelle could feel her body tensing up — like a feeling of hotness had risen within her. She swallowed hard and crossed her legs, but the more she read that certain scene, the more she felt like replacing the female character in the story and having sex with the male character. Damn! She cursed in her mind. The last time she had sex, it was back in the United States. She couldn’t explain why a simple steamy scene in the book made her aroused, but she felt really hot...

He opened the book and quickly navigated to where he had left off two days before. “There’s a really hot scene coming up in 20 pages,” Darien said. Zach knew he was blushing. He ignored Darien and continued reading. True to his word, there was a hot and heavy smut scene 20 pages later. “Are you enjoying it?” Darien teased. The younger man nudged him with his elbow and hid his face in the book. It was mortifying to read smut in front of his very attractive boss who was also gay.

She cried out his name, lost in the sensation of… I slammed the book shut, my cock hardening instantly. So this was what my innocent Elara had been reading. I opened the book again, unable to help myself, flipping through the pages. Which contained sex scenes. Descriptions of positions, sensations, emotions. Some of the pages had corners turned down like she’d been marking her favorite parts. The image of Elara lying in bed, reading these explicit scenes, her hand slipping between her legs as she imagined someone touching her like that…it made me fucking feral. She’d hidden this book like a secret. Like she was embarrassed by what she wanted.

"What to do? Just you being here makes me want to say that maybe one child is fine." Oh lord. FOR THE ONES WHO MISSED THE CHILLI SCENES IN THE BOOK I'VE WARNED EVERYONE READING ALREADY, THAT THIS IS AN ADULT-THEMED BOOK. READER DISCRETION WILL BE APPRECIATED; FOR 18+ ONLY. Going down on her never felt so relaxing. She smells fresh like the ocean, and whatsoever her taste, I loved it. Her sweet moans make my vessels bulge, along with the growing boner I hide in my pants.

Perfect. As I flipped through the chapters, the story heated up fast. The protagonist, a shy librarian much like me, was cornered in the stacks by a dominant stranger. His hands roamed her body without mercy, fingers teasing her nipples until they ached, then dipping lower to claim her wetness. I shifted on the couch, feeling that familiar tingle between my legs. God, why did these books always get me so worked up? My thighs pressed together instinctively, seeking friction.

She paused, setting the book aside. Gregory laughed, his breath catching. “Evil girl, always leaving me mid-way through a sex scene,” he complained. “I have to lubricate on occasion,” she deliberately took a delicate sip of tea from the very expensive teacup. “Alright then? Let’s continue. ‘Oh, f-k,’ Red cried out loudly. ‘Suck me harder you f-king c-k sucker.’ Jason gagged as Red’s hips drove his throbbing c-k further down his throat and he swallowed in reaction, causing Red to sob in a breath and cum, the taste sharply bitter against Jason’s tongue. As he swallowed, Jason wished that just for once, Red would do something, give some indication, that this was more to him than a quick release

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire *** Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, but sometimes

“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?” I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified. “Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell