Steamiest Romance Books Novels & Stories

“What’s wrong?” “Why didn’t you come find me? I was waiting for you.” “I’m sorry, Rose. I’m sorry.” “I was waiting for you.” I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart beating fiercely against my rib cage. My arms and legs were tangled and twisted around the bedsheets, a result of the wet dream I’d just had. Oh God! That was crazy. Why did I dream of Lorenzo as my lover? And on top of that, we kissed and had sex.

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

He hesitated, then slipped out the door, closing it silently behind him. I flopped back onto the pillows, staring at the ceiling again. My body felt used in the best way, but my chest ached. Two months of stolen nights, risky quickies in the library, blowjobs in the garage while he worked on his car. It was hot as hell, but I was tired of being his secret. The mansion was quiet now, just the rain and my racing thoughts. I grabbed my phone, scrolling through the secret album of photos I had of us, Liam smiling lazily after we’d fucked, his arm around me in bed, us kissing in the dark.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews. Most of his stories were about older women with guys his age and Miss Linda had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of his female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as his favorite teacher. Yes Miss Linda had been the nasty little cougar in his mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, he had even joined her writing discussion group. While the other half dozen students sat and discussed their stories and other

His other hand settled on her waist, pulling her flush against him. It was steamy, urgent. Tongues tangled. Teeth grazed. Damien backed her gently against a pillar, one thigh pressing between hers. She could feel how hard he was through his trousers, and the realization made her moan softly into his mouth. His hand slid down to grip her hip, holding her there as they devoured each other. When they finally broke apart, both breathing hard, Victoria pressed a hand to his chest to keep him at bay. “This doesn’t change anything,” she whispered, lips swollen. “The deal. The rivalry. Nothing.”

"See? Romantic and random. Perfect combo." "You're insane," I gasped, wrapping my legs around his waist in the water, grinding against him subtle because swimsuits hid nothing. "But yeah, perfect."

It was the absolute best thing that ever happened to me. I focused my mind entirely on the memory of their touch, their deep voices, and the way they held me in the dark master bedroom. I remembered Alexander’s calm, unshakeable strength that always made me feel grounded, and Damien’s wild, fierce passion that left me breathless. They had looked at me as if I were their entire universe, their long-awaited redemption. And I had jeopardized it all.