Steamy Book Pages Novels & Stories

Tina's Pov The library had emptied hours ago, and a storm raged outside. Unlocking my phone, I sent a quick text to Mark stating I was going to wait it out instead of driving in the rain. I should have busied myself with catalogues but instead I'd slipped to my office, cunt still pulsing angrily at being unsatisfied. Pulling out my darkest, twisted book, I opened it to my favourite page. My eyes scanned the words. "....he pinned her wrists above her head while his friend's cock shoved into her protesting pucker. She wailed and trashed. Her voice hoarse from begging as he shoved three fingers up her oozing pussy ....."

Perfect. As I flipped through the chapters, the story heated up fast. The protagonist, a shy librarian much like me, was cornered in the stacks by a dominant stranger. His hands roamed her body without mercy, fingers teasing her nipples until they ached, then dipping lower to claim her wetness. I shifted on the couch, feeling that familiar tingle between my legs. God, why did these books always get me so worked up? My thighs pressed together instinctively, seeking friction.

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.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

I'll keep it sexy and entertaining for you to enjoy. Second, there won't be any chapter tittle... haha... so you have to read each one of the chapters and can't be a cheater for skipping to the steamy parts. But trust me it'll be worth it! let the story build up so when Steamy McSteamy starts to strip naked, you will feel all the hotness which will get your toes curling and your fingers scrolling your screen back and forth.

“You gonna keep teasing or actually show me the full manuscript so I can do my job?” Damien smirked and got up, grabbing his laptop from the desk. He set it on the coffee table in front of us and opened it, pulling up the document. We leaned in together, shoulders touching, his scent wrapping around me as we scrolled through the pages. His writing was filthy, detailed scenes of strong hands gripping hips hard enough to bruise, tongues licking sweat from abs, thick cocks sliding raw and deep while the bottom begged for more, cum dripping down thighs. Reading it with him this close had my dick throbbing, leaking a little into my jeans.

My book is already spread open on the table. He comes up behind me, big body crowding mine. One hand wraps around my jaw, tilting my head down toward the page. “Read this page,” he says, breath warm against my ear, “and then summarize it. I’ll check it over to make sure it’s good enough. If it is, I’ll reward you. If it isn’t…” He runs the slim leather paddle up my bare back. The cool leather trails along my spine, making my skin tingle and goosebump. My cock swells valiantly inside the cage, pushing against the bars until it hurts.

Chapter 9 Cassiel kneels between my spread legs, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips to position me just right. I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my untouched entrance, the threat of it making me tremble. But i feel something strange. A strange heat blooms in my chest, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My vision swims, the edges blurring not with tears but with a dizzying rush of pure, terrifying lust. My skin flushes, beads of sweat forming on my brow as my pulse starts roaring in my ears. Every nerve ending comes alive, hypersensitive and screaming for more. The pain from Evren's assault melts away, replaced by an insatiable hunger that makes no sense.

My hand went between my thighs, the hotness on the surface of my panties. Justin's face clouded my head the moment I closed my eyes. "Mmm," I muttered, accessing his body from my imagination. How can a man be so sexy? So seductive? So strong. "Urrr…" I moaned when I slid my panties to the side to feel my wetness. "Fuck, Justin, what do you do to me?" I muttered dipping two fingers into my opening. "I love you, Justin" My eyes were closed and it was only him I could see.

Her legs trembled as she continued touching herself, circling her clit through her panties. The man watched hungrily, his own hand matching her rhythm as he stroked himself through his boxers. Mia hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties. She slowly pushed them down her hips, revealing herself completely to the stranger across the way. Completely naked now, she stood proudly, letting him see all of her. Her hand returned between her legs, fingers sliding through her wet folds. She gasped as she touched her bare clit, already swollen and sensitive. The stranger's eyes were locked on her hand as she began pleasuring herself in earnest.