Novel & Cerita Steamy Book Excerpts

She flipped it open to a random page, curious to see what was inside. She skimmed a few lines and quickly closed it again, a faint smile on her lips. “Looks like he really read this book,” she murmured under her breath, setting it on the bed. The page she’d opened to describe a sexual scene: the protagonist caressing the other character’s intimate parts in a not-at-all-discreet location. The image brought back exactly what Adam had done to her in the dining room—the bold touch, the risk, the pleasure that had left her trembling. Heat rose through her body again just from the memory.

My ass burns, but the ache has turned into fire—sweet, unbearable fire that makes my body quake. “Fuck, her ass is sucking me like it wants to drain my balls dry,” he snarls. “She’s loving it,” the one in my pussy pants, grinding deep. “Her cunt’s dripping all over me. You hear that? She’s soaking us both.” Every thrust makes the filthiest, sloppiest sounds, filling the air with the smell of sex so thick it engulfs me. I can’t stop trembling. I’m shaking like my body knows what’s coming before I do.

and of course, Veronica said the last part in a low tone. Soon, the bathroom door was pushed open and Veronica watched in awe as he walked out of the bathroom. As he stood in the doorway, the sun reflecting through the window shone on him, making his black hair shine. His face appeared to be like it was particularly sculpted by God, beneath those clothes were perfect muscles Veronica was aware of. She didn't realize she was beginning to have lewd thoughts until she felt a warm liquid drip from her nose. She wasn't a fool not to realize she was having a nosebleed because of Sebastian's hot body.

“All of it.” Heat flooded my cheeks as I unclasped my bra, letting it fall. My panties slid down next, damp with proof of how badly I wanted this. Damon was on me in a second, pulling me against his chest, his mouth crashing onto mine. His tongue slid deep, greedy, tasting me like he owned me. His hand squeezed my ass, fingers sliding between my thighs, groaning when he felt how soaked I was. “She’s dripping,” he muttered against my lips. Sterling moved behind me, his presence like a shadow. His hands gripped my hips, grounding me, his voice low in my ear. “On the desk.”

Steam filled the small space as he pressed her back against the cool tiles. His mouth claimed hers again, hungry and demanding, while his hands roamed greedily over her wet skin to cup the breasts he couldn't seem to get enough of. He squeezed her hard nipples until she moaned into his kiss, before one of his thick thighs slid between her legs and pressed up against her pussy. Dalia ground against it shamelessly, already soaked and yearning for more. Levi broke the kiss and dropped to his knees on the wet tile, lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and spread her open. His tongue found her clit instantly, licking slowly and firmly till she was quivering and dripping on his face.

Dangerous. And then—he felt her fingers again. Sliding beneath the fabric. She guided him, slow and smooth, right into her. Oh fuck. Tight. Warm. Wet. He bit down on a moan as it nearly escaped. “I’m…” he stammered, eyes rolling back. “Enjoying the morn—ing t-tube riiiide.” Her bag dropped to the floor again. She opened a book. Pretended to read. The train swayed violently and she let the rhythm do the work, letting herself ride him, barely moving, barely breathing.

His friend had almost coal-dark hair, and was deliciously muscled. Jeanie glanced down as she loaded the last washer, and let out a nearly silent sigh of relief. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her bra, and she was concerned that they might be visible through her top. Jeanie sat down and put her nose in the book that she’d brought with her, but knew from the moment that she opened it that it was a bad idea. The racy romance novel was the last thing that was going to distract her from the surge of arousal that had come over her. The bookmark sat right at the beginning of a heated coupling between the characters in the book.

Book 2 Steam & Sin Jordan Pov The air in the private Elysium sauna was thick, heavy, and scorching. Steam rolled around me like a living thing as I sat on the top wooden bench, my towel barely draped over my lap. Sweat poured down my muscular chest, abs, and thighs. My heart was already racing, and it wasn’t just from the heat.

Note: The title is a request from the reader. You can add yours when sending a request. This also has a touch of FF action. ..... The tray was warm against her palm as she walked in. There were three glasses of whiskey on the tray, and they should have made the tray cold, but they didn't. Ray crossed the main floor of The Scarlet Sea with her bare feet since they weren't allowed shoes in there, for those who have a foot fetish. The apron she was putting on was the only covering she had.

My entire body rapidly caught on fire as I touched myself, rubbing my inner folds, getting my fingers wet with my juices. Sven's dirty texts swam through my head. I'll pin you to the floor and fuck you hard until all you can do is twitch under me and scream my name. That was my favourite so far. He made being helpless sound so sexy, I couldn't believe I was down for it. I was about to slide a finger from behind into my little love box when I heard movement behind me. I immediately withdrew my fingers, ready to stand up just in case it wasn't Sven and a coworker instead, but his voice reached me, and I shuddered.