Steamy Love Stories Novels & Stories

Their kiss was deep and urgent, tongues dancing as the steam enveloped them. Victor's hands explored her, one sliding down to part her thighs, fingers delving into her slick heat. "Always so ready for me," he growled, circling her clit with expert precision. Elena moaned, her hips rocking against his hand, the water sloshing with her movements. He inserted two fingers, then three, fucking her slowly while his mouth latched onto her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark she'd have to hide from Marcus. "Cum for me, Elena. Let me feel you tighten."

He leaned down, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting, then sucking it into his mouth before pulling back. "Say it louder," he growled, adding a third finger, stretching me wide, the wet sounds loud in the room as he fucked me with them fast. "Tell me you love my cum inside you." "I love it," I moaned, voice breaking, hips bucking up to meet his hand. "Fuck, Haiden, I love your cum leaking out of me, I love feeling you all day." It was embarrassing how true it was, how my body craved it, pussy soaking his fingers, clit throbbing every time he brushed it with his thumb.

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

The man who'd taught her to ride a bike and read her bedtime stories and held her when she cried was now inside her, moving with a desperation that made her feel like the most powerful woman in the world. “I love you,” she whispered. “I love you too,” he breathed against her mouth. “I love you so much, it terrifies me.” And he didn't mean as a father. He loves her just like a man loves a lover. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs squeezed his waist, pulling him deeper. “I'm close,” he warned in a strained voice. “Ocean, I'm so close—” “Cum inside me," she whispered. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

That was all it took. His mouth claimed hers with the same demanding precision he brought to everything else. One large hand slid to the small of her back, pulling her tightly against him while the other tangled in her hair. Wendy gasped against his lips, three years of suppressed desire exploding into frantic need. Her hands found his chest, feeling solid muscle beneath expensive cotton as she pushed his back against the desk. Felix growled low in his throat, his kiss growing more demanding as his tongue sought entrance. She granted it willingly, melting against him as their tongues dueled for dominance.

I thought that we were going to take our time, but it appeared that our passions had other ideas. “Daisy, your pussy is taking my cock. I can feel you massaging the length and the heat is just about the damnedest thing that I’ve ever felt.” He moved back, until the head was popping free, before burying himself in one long thrust. “Yes… Yes… Gabriel… Yes.” I was pushing on his ass to get maximum penetration and I was watching the sweat that he was now dripping down on to my own body. The cool drops gave me a moment of reprieve from the heat that was burning between us. “I love it and I’ve never met a man that is able to read my body signals like you do.”

I ran my hands down his chest as I kissed him passionately. "I love you so much too." Alex breathed after pulling away. "So glad you are home." I snuggled into him. "It's great to be home." Alex grinned at me as he ran his hands through my hair. Looking up at him, I saw that look in his eyes. Grinning, I pulled him down to me for yet another passionate kiss. Alex moved so he was hovering over me and we went for another glorious round of passionate hard core sex.

I could almost feel his rough tongue tracing my jaw, his heavy weight crowding over me, pushing my legs wide to take all of him right under the moonlight while my mate stood completely oblivious just yards away. The imagery was so vivid, so intensely forbidden, that a heavy ache suddenly bloomed between my thighs. I felt the unmistakable, warm prickle of moisture pooling in my panties, my center growing slick and dripping wet at the mere thought of his dominance. It was a dangerous, intoxicating desire—a craving to be broken in by the one man I was never supposed to have, his name a silent plea trapped behind my biting lips. My gaze dropped further, sliding down the hard line of his flat sto

Her moist pussy, swollen pussy lips and sexy legs made my penis throb. The stair well is warm and clammy from a steam pipe hissing steam as I approached this goddess. The steam made her smooth skin glisten as beads of sweat cascaded down her skin. Her body jumps as I run my hands up her cafes, my breathe is short as I enjoy the feel of her softness.

WARNING: Erotica, Taboo (Step-sibling), Power Dynamics, Choking, Spanking, Anal Sex, Double Penetration (using fingers/toys), Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies. The air in the master bedroom felt different. It was heavier, scented with my father's expensive cologne and my stepmother's floral perfume. It felt like a temple to their marriage, which made the fact that I was dragging Jade toward the center of the California King mattress feel like a holy war. We had already spent the last two hours in the shower, but I wasn't done. I was never done with her.