Novel & Cerita Spicy Romance Series Books

I grabbed her hips, sitting her ass onto the polished table like she weighed nothing, shoving her thighs apart so I could step right between them. My hand shot under her skirt, fingers hooking her soaked lace panties to the side. " Jesus Christ, Elena. " I growled against her neck, biting down hard enough to make her gasp. "You're fucking drenched. " "Alex.... you lying prick..." Her words dissolved into a throaty moan as I plunged two thick fingers into her tight, slippery heat. Her walls clenched around me instantly, warm and velvety, sucking me in. I pumped her slowly, curling my fingers on her spongy spot which made her hips jerk forward.

Mirabel’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled. “‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’” Riven growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.

Her mouth parted without permission. “I noticed you have plenty of other books and sketch magazines like this. So I decided to get these” he said calmly, like he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on her fragile emotions. She lifted one of the books carefully, almost like it might disappear if she wasn’t gentle enough. “These novels haven’t been released in the market yet” she said softly. “And these are my favorite magazines” she said, referring to the long magazines. She loved reading when she wasn’t sketching. She loved getting lost in stories. She had been counting down the months for these exact books to be available. She had talked about them without even realizing how often.

The mix made everything more intense. Sweat slicked their bodies. Tatum’s breasts bounced with each movement. Sloane reached between them and rubbed Tatum’s swollen clit in firm circles. The sensations pushed them both closer. Raw emotion poured out between thrusts. “This stopped being only hate a long time ago,” Sloane admitted, her voice rough and breaking slightly. “I think about you all the time. Not just your body but your sharp mind on the field. The way you read plays. It drives me crazy.” Tatum leaned down and captured Sloane’s lips in a messy, hungry kiss. “I feel the same,” she whispered hotly against Sloane’s mouth. “I respect how hard you fight despite your knee. How you never qu

And they're huge. The way the story ends in this book isn't complete, because Adonis and Bella get another book in the series. That book is the sixth, so I can't proceed with their story without finishing books 2, 3, 4 and 5, because the 6th book picks up from where Bella and Adonis's story left off in this book but continues through the story of the rest of the couples. And I simply don't want to ruin the surprises the other couples have to offer in the meantime.

He uses his teeth, nipping the sensitive skin until I cry out. My back arches off the desk as his tongue swirls around the hard tip. When he pulls back, my skin is glistening with his spit. "You've imagined this, haven't you?" he mutters against my skin. His hot breath sends fresh sparks down my thighs. "Me ruining you on this desk... Me marking every inch of you." "Yes," I whimper. My hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. "Every night. I touch myself thinking about your hands on me. Thinking about your cock inside me."

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She could feel him everywhere, his hands bruising her skin, his cock stretching her, the heat of his breath against her neck. She tilted her head to meet his gaze, then leaned in to join their lips in a deep, loving kiss. Spencer groaned softly into her mouth, his hand roaming up to cup her face. His fingers returned to her clit, rubbing insistently as his cock pistoned in and out, the head bumping her cervix with each deep plunge. "Tell me how it feels," he demanded breathlessly, nipping at her earlobe. "Like you're owning me," she gasped, pushing back against him.

Mitch's dish, on the other hand, "What is that?" "Camarones a la Diabla. Shrimp in a spicy sauce. See, you take a tortilla, add some shrimp, beans, rice," she bit into it, "yummy." "You know I'm not letting you kiss me tonight if you have spicy shrimp breath." "You aren't, huh?" She leaned toward me, and I giggled like a schoolgirl, raising my shoulder to playfully fend her off. Laughter sounded from the other side of the table and I remembered where I was and who I was with. I looked up, blushing furiously, to see Bridget giggling.

Absolutely none. Grabbing her wrist, I pulled her hand away from her leaking pussy and brought it to my mouth. The scent of her hit me first. Heady and kind of sweet. Flicking my eyes from her pussy to her eyes I sucked both her fingers into my mouth and cleaned them with my tongue. Arias eyes widened. Shock filling them. “You taste.” I licked her fingers. Not wanting to miss a drop. “Like fucking honey.” “Dante.” “What?” I asked in a fake innocent voice. “Did you expect me to watch and not touch?” Dropping my hand still holding hers back to the apex of her thighs. I plunged both our fingers back into her. Her pussy fluttered around me, threatening to grip me tight.