Steamy Reading Novels & Stories

(Pregnant For The bully) first. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a steamy romance. it has sexual themes, dark themes and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again. Thanks for reading, you can all fasten your seatbelts for a rollercoaster of emotions, love, romance, family, lust and desire. Happy reading!

Everything about her drives me insane—her boldness, her mischievous smile, the way she breathes, the way she walks, the way she talks—fucking everything. I answer, “Absolutely. Because today I’m going to fuck you in every damn corner of this library.” I suck and flick my tongue over her hard nipple while my hand massages her other breast. Her body arches into me, her fingers tangling in my hair as she moans my name. Fuck. The sound is enough to drive me insane. Raising my head, I meet her gaze, my hand still squeezing her soft assets. “They must have only fucked you between the shelves, but I’ll fuck you in every damn corner of this library, Little Miss.”

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."

Steam filled the small space as he pressed her back against the cool tiles. His mouth claimed hers again, hungry and demanding, while his hands roamed greedily over her wet skin to cup the breasts he couldn't seem to get enough of. He squeezed her hard nipples until she moaned into his kiss, before one of his thick thighs slid between her legs and pressed up against her pussy. Dalia ground against it shamelessly, already soaked and yearning for more. Levi broke the kiss and dropped to his knees on the wet tile, lifted one of her legs over his shoulder and spread her open. His tongue found her clit instantly, licking slowly and firmly till she was quivering and dripping on his face.

Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. Specifically, this book may have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, kīdnapping, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This will be your only warning. For those of you that haven't read my books before, they are known to get wild and more times than not end in a cliffhanger. You've been warned!

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Wet And Ready For My Stepdaddy 2 Oh my god… I can’t believe this is really happening. My body is still trembling from the most intense orgasm of my life. Dean’s mouth my stepfather’s mouth just made me come so hard I saw stars. My pussy is still pulsing, dripping wetter than ever, and instead of feeling guilty, all I feel is desperate need for more. I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long, touching myself in secret while imagining his hands, his tongue, his cock… and now he’s here, looking at me like he wants to devour me completely.

I licked my lips, my mouth feeling dry and yet somehow nearly drooling watching him. His strokes continue making the tip of his thick cock come in to view and out of it in a slow rhythm making my body heat. My nipples tighten almost painfully begging to be touched under my long t shirt I wore to bed. My panties became hot and wet, my whole body feeling like liquid fire. My breath came in gasps, matching his own breaths as he stroked faster and harder by the second.

One long, hard suck and then he swirled, earned every wet drop on his tongue and drank it-the sound obscene in the still air. Claire tilted her head back and moaned-not loud enough to echo through the library, but loud enough to shake her own bones. The call numbers on the spines blurred as emotion overtook her. No time for books. This was now audible. Her skirt had ridden up over her ass. His tongue dipped deeper, then rose again in filthy circles, working rhythm like a chant. He alternated slow, deep laps with fast stabs of the tip of his tongue, over and over, pinned tender and open above that stool.

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.