Novel & Cerita Steamy Contemporary Romance

“Fills me so deep I can feel him in my stomach. Look how stretched I am. Look how wet. This is what you get when you call a woman cold in bed. This is what real want looks like.” Roman groaned like he was dying and came again, flooding me a second time, cock pulsing hard and deep. I felt every thick spurt, the heat of it filling me until it leaked out around his shaft in heavy white streams that ran down my ass and onto the sheets, perfectly framed for the camera and every viewer. He pulled out slowly. I stayed open, legs spread wide, and reached down with two fingers to scoop his cum, holding it up to the lens so the light caught it.

* His fingers slid inside her, a sudden, deep intrusion that made Rhema’s hips jerk upward. "Oh god, yes... right there," she whimpered. "You're so greedy," he murmured, his thumb finding her clit and applying a rhythmic, punishing pressure. "Do you think about this while you're at dinner with your mother? Do you think about my hands on you while she's talking about her career?" "Yes," Rhema gasped, her voice breaking. "I... I can't stop thinking about it. I want you. I want you right now." Damien didn't waste another second. He ripped his trousers open, the sound of the zipper sharp and urgent. He gripped her hips, pulling her to the very edge of the glass table, and drove into her with a s

His mouth moved to her neck, sucking lightly just below her ear, drawing a quiet gasp from her. His hand slid down her side, resting on her hip, fingers digging in with restrained hunger. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered against her skin. She pressed closer, feeling the evidence of his arousal against her thigh. “I think I have some idea.” They stayed like that for long minutes—kissing, touching over clothes, building the fire without letting it consume them fully. His hands explored the curve of her waist, the swell of her breasts through her top, while hers traced the muscles of his back. It was steamy, intense, and maddeningly incomplete.

he said near my ear so only I could hear. “You look good too,” I said. “Hard not to touch you more,” he whispered. “I know. Me too.” … Later on, I went to get a drink. Ryan was at the bar too. We stood side by side and ordered the same thing. When the bartender turned away, Ryan’s fingers brushed mine on the counter. The touch was soft and quick. “My room later?” he asked in a low voice. I nodded once. “Yes.”

Explicit graphic content ahead. Rated 18+ Theme : Step daughters romance × Daddy's knit × Sexually gray characters. SOFEYA’S POV It was hot outside today. The sun was glaring at me and my twin sister, Rachel. I was relaxing near the pool. Sweat running down my back and inner thighs. We were at our step father's estate for the Summer because our mother was too busy living her best life with her friends in Paris. And even though Rachel and I had our own plans, it's not so bad hanging out here after all.

Jeremy leaned in the doorway, arms crossed, his t-shirt stretching tight over his biceps. “No, thanks,” she said, not looking up. He ignored her and stepped in anyway. “Sci-fi fan huh?” He said, picking up a stack of novels. “Yeah,” she said, low but a bit panicked because what if he saw? Just as he was about to dig further. “Jeremy, wait, don’t touch that.” Too late, he had already picked it up. “Oh?” he said, staring at the book, then back at her. “Dark romance? Erotica? I didn’t know you were kinky like that.” He teased.

He reached around and rubbed her clit fast, pushing her into another shattering orgasm. He flipped her onto her back again, pushed her legs up toward her shoulders, and pounded her in a deep mating press. The position let him hit even deeper, his cock brushing against her cervix with every thrust. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” he growled, staring into her eyes. “Fill this real pussy with my real cum.” “Please, Sir… cum deep. Breed me.” With a deep, animalistic roar, Damien buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Thick, powerful ropes of hot cum flooded her pussy, spurt after spurt, filling her completely. Zara came with him, screaming as her walls milked every drop from his cock.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

“Oh my god… fuck… mmm, yes… that feels so good…” He rose higher, mouth moving to her breasts. He licked one nipple in slow, wet circles, then the other, then spat onto the left peak. Warm saliva ran down the soft curve of her breast. He licked it off slowly, sucked the nipple deep into his mouth until she whimpered, and spat again, coating both nipples until they shone under the library lights. Maya’s head fell back. Soft, broken moans kept spilling out of her without restraint. “Ah… ah… Liam… that feels so dirty… mmm—don’t stop… please…”

“Don’t stop, slut. You’re almost there. Make us come too.” My hands obey even when my body is too weak, pumping them both with messy strokes. They groan, hips jerking. “Yes, keep going—” “She’s so perfect—” Hot streams spill across my breasts, my chest, my throat. I gasp as cum paints my skin, dripping down between my tits, streaking over my collarbone. Another pulse splatters against my lips, hot and salty. I lick it instinctively, moaning around the taste. The room fills with groans. My body is a mess—soaked, dripping and painted in their release.