Spicy Smut Books Novels & Stories

I looked at Wyatt, who was appraising me with narrowed eyes. “What? She forgets I can smell her all over the books and I know what ones are naughty, because well ya know,” I leaned over and tossed him a book from the pile. I had started reading the backs of things so I purposely incorporated a little spice in her life. He looked at the title, then skimmed the back of the book, it was some mafia romance. His brows raised, I shrugged.

“You smell so fucking sweet, baby.” Jay pulled away from her mouth to watch as Liam buried his face in her pussy from behind, his tongue sliding through her folds, lapping up her juices noisily. Sasha moaned loudly, her knees nearly giving out. “Hold her up,” Liam growled from between her thighs, and Jay grabbed her arms, pinning her against his chest as Liam feasted on her pussy. His tongue flicked her clit mercilessly before he shoved it deep inside her, making her scream out in pleasure.

Four “So, what’s the genre we’re looking at?” Nico picked up one of the books on the desk and flipped it to the back, reading the short description. “This one seems to be about magical powers and shit. Fantasy?” Theo nodded, taking a sip of his wine. He set down his glass and picked up a book from the pile. “I have romance, crime thrillers and fantasy, here.” He handed him a book. “What do you think about this?”

Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

Chapter 2: The Reveal & First Meeting The next few days blurred into a haze of filthy anticipation. Ava and SirM chatted every single night. What started as teasing quickly became marathon sexting sessions that left her exhausted, dripping, and aching for more. She would finish classes, rush home, lock her door, and open VelvetChat like an addict needing a fix. SirM: Tell me what you’re wearing right now, thick girl. ThickLittleSecret: Just an oversized t-shirt. No bra. Panties are already wet thinking about you.

" His eyes sparkled with amusement as he got a glimpse of my spicy romance book, Lethal Vows by T.L Smith. "I.." I flushed deep red in embarrassment. What an asshole! It wasn't my fault that I loved reading smutty erotic books. Everyone had their own guilty pleasures and I won't be ashamed of mine. "I was just teasing you, my sister is a die hard fan of romance books. Are you a teacher?" He straightened helping me up. "Umm no. Why do you ask?" I frowned. Did I look like a teacher? I was dressed casually. "The combination of the books." He pointed out.

A story where the smut wasn’t just for spice, but for depth, for the kind of intimacy that tells you two people aren’t just in love… they belong to each other. 💍 Thank you for riding with them to the very end. This book is now COMPLETED. But their love? That will always live on. With all my heart, Thank you. O.J🖤

A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest. "I read when I get time" Only thing I read was fire manuals and a daily magazine on how to grill your meat right. Nothing more. "Really? Well I guess we have our man. How about you start us off Mr Cutler?" Claire challenged. I looked at the book's cover. Shameless they called it. More like trying to write porn on pages if anyone asked me. I had frisked the pages. Roughly and every page had a sex scene about the female lead getting stretched and filled with—

I wouldn’t know since I haven’t had any experience, the urge to tell him nips at me that this is like my first. But I don’t want to ruin the mood with my inexperience but am sure he wouldn’t care if I interrupt him either but then my embarrassing non existent sex Life seems to have catch up on me. It’s going to be fine! Smut books aren’t that far off from the truth, because at the end of the day… They do always fit inside!

“Gonna fuck this pretty throat while Julian fills that tight little pussy.” I barely had time to breathe before Julian thrust into me from behind in one smooth stroke, stretching me open. At the same moment Zach pushed past my lips, sliding deep until my nose pressed against his pubes. The taste of strawberry lube and Julian’s ass bloomed across my tongue—sweet, filthy, intoxicating. I gagged around him, eyes watering, but the stretch and the burn felt so good I moaned.