Steamy Contemporary Romance Novels & Stories

She stepped forward with purpose, drawn to the scene like a predator to her prey, her own arousal flaring hotter with each step. She pressed her body against the man’s side, her hand sliding up the sheen of sweat on his back. Startled, the man turned his head, and Monica met him with a deep, hungry kiss, her lips claiming his with urgent heat. Her tongue tangled with his as his cock continued to drive relentlessly into the woman’s pussy beneath him. Monica’s other hand roamed over his chest, feeling the rapid, powerful beat of his heart beneath her fingers, syncing with the rhythm of desire pulsing through the room.

Damn, I could feel heat pooling between my legs already, my pussy getting slick just from standing this close to him in the pitch black. His fingers flexed on my hip, not pushing me away. “Easy, Riley. Stay right there a second. I’ll get the fire going stronger so we can see.” His voice was low and rough. He kept his hand on me as he moved us toward the living room, guiding me. My body followed without thinking, thighs rubbing together with every step and making my clit throb. We settled on the rug in front of the fireplace. Dante stacked more logs and got the flames crackling high, the orange glow lighting up his face and those broad shoulders.

My cock is moving of its own accord, pumping and churning inside her steamy cavern. Fueled by increasingly intense eruptions, her fiery pussy melts around my cock, engulfing and scorching me, as our bodies undulate together. We never break the kiss, our tongues being a critical part of our libidinous dance. Our passions build higher and higher, reaching a torturous peak, as our sweat-soaked bodies press together, writhing in harmony, until we reach the summit.

“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.”

We were predator and prey, locked in a dance that was as old as the moon itself Our bodies moved in a sensual ballet, each touch and caress speaking of the passion that simmered just beneath the surface. Alex's hands slid over my curves, his fingers tracing the lines of my body with a possessive hunger that made me ache for more. I could feel the werewolf in him, the beast that longed to claim me fully, to make me his in every sense of the word.

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A neatly trimmed patch of dark hair framed her glistening sex. They came together again, skin to skin, breasts pressing, nipples brushing. Elena backed Riley against the mirrored wall, the cool glass a shock against her fevered back. Their mouths met in a hungry kiss, tongues tangling. Elena’s thigh slid between Riley’s legs, pressing up against her soaked core. Riley ground down on it instinctively, coating Elena’s skin with her arousal. “That’s it,” Elena whispered hotly against her mouth. “Ride my thigh. Show me how much you need it.”

Jesus Christ, it should be a crime that a human could feel this sweet. Every thrust drove him to the hilt, the slick glide of her arousal coating him completely, the tight heat of her gripping him like a fist. He could feel every flutter, every pulse as her body tried to pull him deeper. The wet sounds of their joining filled the room… obscene, intimate and perfect. Johnny groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her skin where his mouth pressed to her neck. “Look at me, Charlotte”