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He was well over six feet, with curly black hair that he managed to barely tame. His goatee was always perfectly manicured, and I was more than jealous of the smoothness of his skin. He always smelled good and his hands were always soft. He was, in a single word, perfect. I could see how Remy had women, and men, fawning all over him. Shit, I was salivating right now. He poured glasses of Pinot Grigio for both of us as he motioned for me to raise my glass for a toast. I squinted. “What are we toasting?”

Can You Keep A Secret (Nathan & Daniel) ⪻⪻⪻ Romance / Mature : 1. Taming The Wild CEO (Completed on GoodNovel) 2. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits / Dark Pretenses ( Clara Summers & Dean ) 3. Taming The Wild Duke ( William & Kate ) 4. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 5. Irresistible Duology: Simply Irresistible ( Autumn & Phraser ) 6. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan )

Her feet already took her to his bedroom. "Your wolf is having a hard time processing the breakup with Callum. One day you're with him, and the next day he's someone else's mate. That's not easy for any she-wolf to accept." "Hmm, I still haven't found the Red Room with his BDSM shit, you know," Camille said, changing the grim subject. "So many rooms are locked here. I assumed Giovanna's secret is hidden in one of those." She tried his bedroom door and found it unlocked. "I'm in his room now, will text you if I find anything interesting."

It was too damn early in the morning for anyone to be that gorgeous and. She stopped her train of thought right there. She'd done some research on the market and found that steamy romance was the in thing these days, so she had sex on the brain. She'd read a few snippets of stories about hot alpha males who were the take charge and forceful type. She hadn't known until now that she was into that. But the fact that she'd kept putting this one's face over everything she read, imagining it was him they were describing, was a recipe for trouble.

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)

KNOXX FELT a pang of disappointment creeping up his system at the scent of Autumn's hair. It was not the scent that he expected. Her hair smells like watermelon and jasmine combined. Although it's relaxing and he likes the scent of it, he's disappointed to know that she’s not the woman who ran away from him three years ago. He thought it was Autumn already, but she just didn’t want to tell him.

of hitting the horn. She was dressed in a delicious open-back low-cut red dress. She was a sight. Goddamn! My mind zoned out completely the whole drive to the restaurant. I would pilfer short glances at her. My eyes ravaged her body in a matter of milliseconds. What a woman! I thought. We walked into the restaurant, my heart pounding with anticipation and nerves. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as she laced her hand through mine. She looked absolutely stunning, a vision in her elegant dress that perfectly accentuated her graceful curves. Tonight was meant to be special, a date unlike any other. The kind of date where I could be free to say whatever I wanted and didn't have to

He had finally seduced her into his bed after they had shared a meal at his apartment, as well as a bottle of wine, Chablis of course! Bloody hell - it was awesome, sweet madness, once they started there was so much lust they simply couldn't get enough of each other 'Just like gasoline and matches,' Edward said and the flames got higher and higher.

She had imagined this moment countless times, rehearsed conversations and scenarios in her head, letting them bloom like the roses he cared for so tenderly. Imaginations where those strong, capable hands weren’t planting petunias, but were mapping the territory of her body, where that quiet voice wasn’t offering gardening tips, but was whispering filthy, desperate things in her ear as he moved over her, in her, fucking her senseless until the world dissolved into a scream. It was a primal, raw hunger, and Steven Hayes was the only feast that would satisfy it. The boys her age, with their loud voices and clumsy hands, were plastic toys. He was carved in oak and tempered steel.