Spicy Gay Romance Books Novels & Stories

Gay, straight, or bisexual, I was actually sucking a cock. I felt his manhood pulsate just as Jasper warned that he was cumming, releasing his grip on my head so I could pull away. But I couldn’t, I had to have his sperm in my mouth. Jasper grunted and moaned and I felt his body spasm as he came. The first spurt came as I had him deep in my mouth, splashing against the back of my throat. I adjusted so the head was just inside my lips allowing the second and third spurts to shoot across my tongue.

hot, demanding, tasting like coffee and mint. His hands would slide roughly under my dress, fingers digging into my thighs as he ground his hard cock against me. I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck, hear his low, desperate groans every time he thrust deep inside me, filling me completely. My legs would shake around his waist while he fucked me hard and fast, sweat slick on our skin, my nails digging into his back as I cried out his name. Those nights left me sore, satisfied, and completely fucking his. Now we barely even touched each other except for quick kisses when we passed each other in the morning. Sometimes, he would text “I miss you” late at night from different countries

He almost growled. My eyes widened as he pried my legs apart and without warning pushed two fingers inside me, ripping a gasp of surprise from me, which then turned into a moan when his mouth descended and covered my core with his lips. My eyes rolled back in their sockets. I felt flushed everywhere. Daxton Cervantes was eating me like a hungry beast! "Dax! Ah!" His fingers curled and gradually moved faster, causing the air in my lungs to fade away as I clenched around his fingers. "That's a fucking sight to behold,"

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

The sting of being stood up was still there, but sitting across from this stranger — this man with kind eyes and a nervous little smile — it didn’t feel quite so heavy. They started talking. Awkward at first, then easier. He told her he owned a little bookshop. She told him she was an architect. The conversation moved fast, jumping from terrible dating stories to why certain buildings felt alive and others didn’t. Every time he laughed at something she said, her stomach flipped. The table was small. Too small. Their knees kept brushing. Each time it happened she felt that pulse between her thighs again. Stronger. She was getting wet. Actually wet, just from knees touching and the way he look

“I can tell by the red in your face—you’ve never kissed a woman the way I’ve kissed you. You’re one gentle motherfucker. I’m gonna change that. Spicy is fun. You won’t see foreplay as a fucking chore anymore.” A guttural sound rips from me, and he sucks, biting my lower lip again, brutalizing the skin before he releases it. “You like that, baby?” He speaks so close to my mouth, every word brushes against my lips like another kiss. “Don’t call me that.” I breathe out, shuffling through the mess in my head, but sanity is missing in action, completely gone. “Don’t call you what? Baby?” “You’re gay as fuck.”

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My baby, My Bells, My lover, Mine and forever. FUCKING MINE! THE END. THANK YOU FOR READING THIS STEAMY BOOK TILL THE END AND NOW, TADA! A few chapters will delve into Sally and Colby's sizzling relationship with unmissable heat. You wouldn't want to miss out on this new sibling step romance. I mean, who could resist the allure of a bad boy football player with messy jet black hair, piercing dark eyes plus a pierced cock, and sculpted muscles? Certainly not our secretive Sally though.