Steamy Lit Con Books 2023 Novels & Stories

But I can’t stop the heat that floods me when I see her. Mrs. Lisa slipped into her bed and turned off the main light, leaving only the lamp glowing beside her. She drew the covers up, though her upper body remained bare, and reached for a book. From where I sat, I could see the curve of her breast pressed softly against her arm. I kept my eyes on her until release struck me hard and sudden. Heat pulsed through me as I came inside my pants, breath catching in my throat. I stayed still, struggling to stay quiet as I gasped for air.

He continued kissing my neck while teasing my breasts until I was breathing faster and squirming in his lap. Liam, I whispered, my voice trembling with need. He slid one hand between my legs and gently stroked my slick folds. I gasped at the contact. His fingers were warm and confident as they explored me, spreading my wetness and circling my sensitive clit with slow, delicious movements. Does that feel good? he asked, his breath warm against my ear. Yes, I moaned softly. It feels really good. He continued the slow teasing, rubbing my clit in perfect circles while occasionally dipping a finger just inside my entrance. My hips began moving on their own, seeking more pressure. The pleasure bui

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🍆Days of Sin🍆 The fire crackled loudly in the stone fireplace, casting dancing orange light across Evelyn’s naked body as she lay sprawled on the thick fur rug. Jonathan stood above her, completely naked now, his muscular frame illuminated by the flames. His thick cock was already hard again, glistening with a mix of her juices and his previous load. “Two days,” he said, his voice low and rough. “At least two full days snowed in with you, Evelyn. I’m going to use every single hour.”

Other than that, and a pair of brown leather boots, I just came as I was. “Right,” I said, winking back at her as we had discussed our plans for the talk a little beforehand. “And to drive our subject home, we thought that if any of you had a desire to display their sexuality here, they’re more than welcome to do so. I’d encourage any woman to pay a visit to the area between my legs while I know Novella would be happy about every drop of cum she can get. Vella looked a bit nervous, but smiled and nodded, then turned to me. “So...” she said, suddenly lost for words.

“If it isn’t little Lia the nerd. Come to watch the show?” “I—I’m sorry,” she stammered, clutching her books tighter. Her nipples hardened against her bra. “I didn’t mean to—” “But you’re not leaving.” He turned fully toward her now, cock still in hand, bold and unashamed. A bead of precum glistened at the slit. “You like what you see, don’t you?” Lia’s mouth went dry. Her pussy throbbed. She had touched herself hundreds of times thinking of him, but this was real.

“Damn, your tongue feels so good against my neck, little demon.” I whimpered softly, my hips grinding down in slow, needy circles against his hardness. The friction of his thick cock against my soaked core through our clothes was driving me insane. My panties were soaked, my wetness staining his pants. I reached up and brushed my fingers over one of his small, dark horns, tracing the smooth, warm curve. Brayden shuddered beneath me, a low growl rumbling in his chest that I felt vibrate through my entire body. “So… hot,” I whispered deliriously, grinding harder against his lap. “All of you… I can’t stop touching you. I don’t know what’s happening to me. My body feels like it’s on fire.”

And the moans. Quickly, I snapped my eyes back to the fire. Yit the damage had already been done. All I could see was the image of Lord Bryce strokin his cock with his hand. Even when I closed my eyes. And somethin inside me stirred just like it had when I'd first washed his cock. The heat from the fire was no longer the only thing that warmed my body.

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Story 8: Queen of the Pack** **Chapter 2** The full moon still hung high as the ritual continued deep into the night. Selene lay on the moss-covered stone altar, legs spread wide, body glistening with sweat and the cum of three powerful alphas. Her pussy and ass were red, swollen, and leaking thick rivers of seed. Her breasts were marked with bites and handprints. She had never felt so thoroughly used… or so powerfully alive.

Opening it silently, I strained for signs of anyone else in the hotel who might recognize me or who I may know. Throwing caution to the wind, I stole down the hall, my feet lightly pattering on the marble floor as I hurried down to the bookshop. I looked around and found one I thought was fitting for the occasion: Lady Chatterley's Lover based on the title because I felt I could relate with her but half not trusting myself not to give in to the lust-filled pages and half gleeful with excitement, I chose the book and headed back to my suite. Shutting myself in the bedroom, I curled up on the oversized chair again and got lost in its pages.