Spiciest Book Scenes Novels & Stories

“Read the passage. Aloud. Page forty-three.” She took the glass, sipped the burn, then opened the book. Her voice started steady but grew husky as she read the explicit scene, some words about trembling thighs, slick heat, a man taking what he wanted. Hale watched her mouth the whole time, leaning back against the desk, arms crossed. When she finished, the air felt thick. “Again,” he said. “Slower.” Mia read it slower. Her nipples tightened against her bra. Halfway through the second paragraph, Hale stepped around the desk, took the book from her hands, and set it down.

Carefully, she placed the bookmark between the pages and partially closed the book. Vlad tilted his head. "Where did you stop?" She bit her lower lip, amused. "I was about to start the first hot scene…" She lifted her eyes to him with a mischievous gleam. "And I think it’s going to be very intense, since he’s so seductive." Vlad slightly raised an eyebrow. "Intense?" "Very." She pressed the book against her chest. "He spends entire chapters pretending he’s in control… but you can tell he’s on the verge of losing it."

And after I finished, I was like, "Oh shit, what did I just write?" - My inspirations to write the SCENES, (you know what scenes) were drawn from pictures, I'm quite a visual person btw. (Also when I first found the picture for this book cover, an idea to write about a girl with a miserable life in an apocalypse just popped into my mind) But for emotional chapters like the most recent ones were inspired by quotes and peoms. Thank to my background in poetry. -I still have a hard time accepting the fact that I wrote those hot scenes. I mean, oh my god! And I just go about my life as if I'm an innocent???

“I can smell you, Helen. We have to get to the ceremonial dinner soon. I don’t have time to chase you and—” The book rattled in a dim, blue shade of light before the book busted alive between my mate and I. his eyes widened in horror. He ran to my side, pulling me to my feet and away from the table. The mysterious, glowing book threw itself wide open and the pages flittered through the air, turning themselves over one by one in a fluttering motion. I gasped, clinging to Justin’s warm, muscular chest and we both watched on in horror. “What have you done, mate?...” Justin whispered, the book abruptly stopping on a page in the middle. It laid wide open, displaying a bright, cyan hue through the

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

At one corner, a guy had a stripper bent over the table as he pounded her without any care about the other people in the room. It was more crazy here than most clubs. People were not scared to screw in public. The whole place smelled of sex. ******* Note!! Hey dear Readers, I marked this book as 18+ because they'll be some scenes that might be disturbing to readers, both gore and sexual scenes that I can not cut because it gives meaning to the story, and I may or may not leave a warning at the beginning of the scene. So before you continue reading, you should be prepared to come across matured content, torture and killings.

There was a little dialogue, but then things quickly heated up and before I knew it, I was reading a full on, steamy sex scene. I was riveted. For the next ten minutes, my father's words swirled around in my head, painting a vivid image of exactly what was happening between the two characters. And when the guy finally slid himself inside the woman, I swear I felt a twinge of pleasure inside my own pussy. Completely committed, I continued scrolling as the scene grew more and more detailed. I felt a wave of nervous anxiety in the pit of my stomach about reading something so private. But this was easily the hottest sex scene I had ever heard described. How did my father manage to capture the de

I settled in my quiet corner and started reading. I must have been carried away in the heat of the moment that I didn’t notice that I had placed a leg on the table and opened up my skirt for the world to see. “Yes! He took her as his Luna!” I had almost screamed before I remembered that I was in the library and covered my mouth with my other hand, sliding down the chair with a series of giggling. The hot scene that followed his declaration episode sent me out of the world temporarily. The writer was fucking good at writing intense sex scenes that made my toes curl. My second leg that was on the floor got raised in anticipation for each line as I dove deeper into the immoral scene.

I ordered and she froze, her eyes returning to meet mine in surprise. “Sir, is there something wrong with the presentation? Why did you ask me to stop—” I slammed on the projector button and it turned off immediately. Good fucking riddance. “Get over here, Lena. On those pretty knees. Keep those juicy fingers away from the floor, I need to taste them.” I ordered and like an obedient slut, she got on her knees, crawling over to me. When she got in front of me, just like I had ordered, she kept her middle and ring fingers away from the dirt. I took her hand in my mouth, licking off the juices that had coated it, and she moaned softly in pleasure.

Asher, however, had already swiped the book from my hands, a mischievous glint in his gorgeously dark eyes. "What's got you looking so flustered, Elara?" he asked, a playful grin on his lips. I felt my cheeks heat up as I stammered, "It's... it's just a novel... quite intense. I'm not sure your little brain could handle it." With a raised eyebrow, Asher flicked through the pages, scanning each word. An awkward silence ensued as I waited for his reaction to the steamy scenes. Would he be disgusted, surprised or not bothered? Though didn't the saying go 'men watch p**n, but women read it.'