Spicy Adult Books Novels & Stories

"I'm pulling out all the stops today, and when I'm done with you, that bastard won't know what hit him. He won't even be able to breathe when he looks at you." Addy led me inside the Hedonism Spa, and my jaw hit the floor. I felt like I had stepped into a high-budget pornographic fairytale, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and musk. It was a sexual heaven. There were girls dressed like naughty fairies in nothing but sheer wings and tiny leaf thongs. Some of them were swinging from vines made of ivy and roses. Their breasts bounced freely as they giggled, and men in leather harnesses lounged on velvet cushions while being hand-fed grapes by gorgeous boys and girls. It was raw,

I say, completely bemused . “Yeah, but it’s not like that. This one’s for couples, not seedy old men.” If he wasn’t so devilishly handsome and sexy, I would run and not look back. Staring into the shop window I frown, and then, for some weird reason, I lead the way inside. My jaw snaps open. Now, I’m not really a sex addict, and I do have quite the healthy interest in sex and erotica, but I’m pretty sure that some of the items displayed on the shelf would make even Christian Grey from fifty shades trilogy blush.

Lisa pressed her mouth against my ass, kissing and sucking the flesh of my ass cheeks, each one gripped and tasted. Then her focus narrowed. The broad, flat liches turned into the precise, pointed pressure of her tongue-tip, circling the tight ring of my asshole, probing against it until the muscle yielded, letting the very tip of her tongue push inside. The sensation was overwhelming, degrading, and the hottest thing I had ever felt. I pushed my ass back against her face, groaning into the mattress. She pulled away. “You like that? You like having your ass eaten by your friend’s mom?”

She chuckled, biting her lower lip. “I swear to God,” Liv laughed, “you’re gonna get arrested for public indecency.” “Let them try,” Bella purred, crossing her legs slowly, revealing the black lace lining her denim shorts. She felt alive. Her body ached for touch, her mind craved chaos. She wanted to lose herself in filthy pleasures, sweaty bodies, and meaningless orgasms.

He reached for one of the books on the floor, picked up the thick literature textbook, and pressed it between my teeth. “Bite down,” he ordered. “And take this dick like a good girl.” I bit the book hard as he fucked me even harder. His hips slapped loudly against my ass. One hand gripped my hip, the other reached around to rub my clit fast and rough. I came hard — screaming into the book, my pussy clenching and pulsing around his thick cock as waves of pleasure crashed through me. He didn’t slow down. He kept pounding me, spanking my ass between thrusts, leaving more red marks on my skin.

He took his hands slowly to her buttons, unbuttoning it hastily,he used his tongue to twirl round her nipple, using his other hand to spank her ass. She moaned his name under her breath. Her body reached cloud nine. He licked her nipples like it was a lollipop, sucking, groaning and pressing her boobs. This feeling was glorious. Sex like this was all he needed after a crazy day. “Tell me who's cock you're addicted to?" “Yours pappi, only yours" “she said almost crying as she rode his dick with a fast pace. Fuck “God…this is crazy…this is crazy”she screamed as she kept thumping on his dick.

Else, how would I explain where I was? I tried not to think about it, a small smile playing across my lips as I read the same page I had tried to yesterday at the office, reminding me of the time-out on the couch and bed. I had acted like quite the randy little slut yesterday. Dropping the book into my lap, I thought about Asher and his guest and the little display I had put on for them. Thoughts of exposing myself to them and then masturbating made my smile widen, and I felt a tiny but unmistakable twinge in my pussy. Mentally talking to my sex drive, I reminded myself that I couldn't give in to wild passions because of my marital status but must be ready for Asher whenever he wants me, the

When he rolled off me he laughed and said, "That was okay, right? Not every girl makes a big deal out of her first time." I hated how wet that memory still made me. I should have felt angry, used, worthless. Instead my pussy kept throbbing, begging for something more. Something real. Something that would break me and put me back together. That was why I started searching online late at night. BDSM. Domination. Submission. The words alone made my nipples hard. I read stories about girls who got tied up, spanked until they cried, then fucked so deep they screamed. Men who knew how to take control. Men who made you feel like their favorite toy and their most precious slut at the same time. I wa

As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you. Each chapter in this spicy collection is a piece of love, crafted to ignite your imagination and awaken your senses. From steamy encounters to forbidden romances, I've poured my heart into creating worlds where inhibitions melt away and pleasure knows no bounds. But beyond the heat and sensuality, these stories are about more than just physical desire. They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction.

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** 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, bu