Steamy Christmas Romance Novels Novels & Stories

This time, the lovemaking in the dark room was heavily mixed with their deep, unspoken fear of losing me and their burning, possessive jealousy. They undressed my body with a slow, desperate patience. Alexander captured my mouth in a deep, consuming kiss while Damien dropped down, kissing a trail of fire down my stomach and thighs. They spent a very long time touching every single inch of my skin, licking me and making me feel completely surrounded by their large bodies.

I put my hands on his warm chest and felt his heart beat steady under my palms. “Maybe I do.” He didn’t step back. “You’re twenty-one. Drunk. My daughter’s best friend.” “I’m not that drunk.” I tilted my head up. “And Sophie’s asleep.” His eyes dropped to my mouth. “Talking isn’t what you want.” “Then give me what I want.” His mouth hit mine hard, one hand in my hair, the other hand under my ass, lifting me. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me down the hall past Sophie’s closed door and into his bedroom. The door locked behind us.

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Swiftly, he unhooks my bra, pulls it off me, and tosses it aside, letting the cool air kiss my bare skin. His eyes roam over my breasts, lips parting as he licks them, and I feel a sudden rush of shyness. No man has seen me like this except Isaac. What must he be thinking as he looks at me right now? Christian leans in, capturing one of my breasts in his mouth. He sucks, his tongue swirling around my nipple, and I moan, arching into him. His other hand glides over my other breast, kneading and teasing, sending shivers through me.

She nodded, her breath coming out in pants as she ground softly against my thick bulge. I gave her a dark smile. "You want me that bad, huh?" She nodded again. "Yeah. I want you." My dick was already throbbing by the time I set her on the mahogany desk, flinging the books and knick-knacks on the table to the ground. She lay bare against me, hazel eyes fluttered, legs wide inviting me in. Pleasure pulled low in my stomach, charging all the way down to my cock as I watched her soaked led lacy panties being brandished before me.

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His brows furrowed, and just when he's about to go out in the room, Demie came out from the bathroom— on her red silk satin bathrobe that ends on her mid-thighs. Suddenly, the temperature in the room went hot. Sandro can't help himself but gaze upon an exquisite and ravishing woman in red in front of him. From her slightly open mouth that made him lick his lips, and his eyes followed the droplet of water from her wet hair that went to her visible cleavage. Sandro can see her round breasts that are under the bathrobe that made his c*ck screaming. And the mouth-watering sweet scent of Demie is urging Sandro to have a taste of it. And prove that they taste as sweet as they smell. Just by thinki

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How could I have known, Steven didn't prepped me, and this was my first real interview ever. This day has gotten even worse. My eyes widened and kept flinching, what other worst thing would happen to me now. I had a purse with me, but in it were my phone and the pant I wore yesterday. I couldn't put it on as it still had the sperm of the guy I had a fun time with at the club. Oh my, the way he touched my body and drove me wild, I kept wishing for more. We kept at it till sunrise, right there in the club's restroom. It was the most freakish night of my life and it made me wanting more.

Until a few weeks ago: ~ The house is empty. Music slips into the silence, low and steady. I sway my hips in rhythm, not bothering with the clothes my mother would approve of. Today, I let myself exist. I’m in just my bra and panties, nothing more. My hair is tied back with a ribbon instead of being hidden beneath fabric. I’ve been keeping a secret collection of romance songs and steamy novels, tucked away under my bed. I lend them out when the pile gets too large, trading them for new ones from old classmates.