Spicy Sports Romance Books Novels & Stories

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

Story Title (1): Owned by the Devil Chapter 1: You're Not Keeping It I was bent over the bathtub, gripping the edge, my legs spread wide as Damian took me hard from behind. His thick length drove into me again and again, each thrust was so powerful I couldn't help but cry out, moaning and gasping from deep inside me. The bathroom was cold and spotless, but we were a mess... sticky, flushed, and dripping with sweat. We were burning up.

He lifted his palm toward my mouth. “Spit. Be my lube, baby.” My eyes widened. “You’re insane,” I gasped, laughing breathlessly. But Kyle just smirked. When I didn’t obey, he spat in his own palm instead and started stroking himself, never looking away from me. “Fvck, that’s hot.” Heat flooded my face. “You’re disgusting!” I snapped, tossing a towel at him. “Get out!” Except… I couldn’t stop staring. His c0ck was perfect: veins thick, tip flushed, hard and angry. Even with cramps twisting in my belly, my body wanted him. I hated how badly.

My chest rose and fell with each wavering exhale. It felt dirty seducing him like this when it had been obvious he was avoiding it. But I didn’t care, a woman had needs, especially under the cloak of a marriage. I let him burn away the lace from my skin, twice over. The hum of the AC and our heavy breaths the only sounds in the room. “I’m not hungry for food.” I twirled a stray lock with my finger, sweeping his body with my thirsty gaze. “What are you hungry for, gattina?”

“Please don't slow down. Fuck me hard.” He obliged, hips slamming against mine with enough force to rock the desk. “That's it,” Mr. Sinclair urged. “Don't let that arse go.” My lips moved out of their own accord, moaning helplessly as I shut my eyes, the pleasure frying my brain cells. A fierce rush of heat flooded through my system, my pulse thundering through every inch of me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie.

book to a specific page I had marked and handed it to him. "Just read." I watched Lorenzo's reaction, which went from a frown to eyes wide in shock. "What?... is this a p**n book?" "It's not a p**n book," Andrea said in a reprimanding tone. "It's The Señorita!" I said in an admiring sigh followed by Andrea. "This book is about a romance between a Spanish cook and a lady of the aristocracy! A forbidden romance between a rich lady and a commoner! Ahhh..." I sighed. "The writer who wrote this book is anonymous, her pseudonym is Madame Louis. The cover, based on a recipe book, is discreet and is a hit with women!"

he asked with a voice smooth as honey but dripping with mockery. I slammed it down in front of him. Our fingers brushed, electricity shot up my arm. I hated how aware I was of him, how his shirt stretched across his chest, the faint scent of soap and after shave. Years of petty wars between us and suddenly my body was betraying me with traitorous heat low in my belly. Somehow we made it through dinner without bloodshed or anyone noticing the war happening across the table. I excused myself early, claiming exhaustion from the drive.

Adrian plunged into my pussy with his thick cock while continuing to work his fingers in and out of me, keeping a relentless rhythm that left me trembling. “Ohh… fuck…” My breath hitched as both his cock and fingers moved together, their pace perfectly synchronized. The room echoed with ragged breathing and low groans. I could barely gather my thoughts as sensation overwhelmed every attempt to stay composed. Enzo pushed his cock into my mouth. The taste of his precum lingered on my tongue as I gagged around him, yet he continued thrusting steadily, never giving me the chance to recover. I grabbed Damien’s cock and felt it harden beneath my touch. Wrapping my fingers around him, I stroked slo

Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)