Steamy Romance Book Series 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."

You're the first one. Damon: I can't say anything about the first one thing but I will make sure to be your last... With that, he pinned my hand on the bed making me yelped feeling aggressive pain on my burnt hand. His lips landed on my collarbone... I felt him sniffing my wet body... I struggled against his body but it has no effect on him... I gasped when his lips came in contact with my bosoms... He started to suck harder on them while his one hand kept on roaming on my wet body...

* "Just to feel how wet you are..." *With a sultry smile, Stefanie steps closer to Y/N, allowing their hand to rest against the damp fabric covering her soaked slit.* "Go ahead, darling," *she murmurs, biting her lower lip as she watches Y/N's reaction.* *Feeling your hand on my pussy... it drives me wild... Makes me crave your cock even more...* *As your fingers trace along the edge of her panties, Stefanie gasps softly, her body shivering with anticipation.*

I choked out, my head falling back against the pillow. The contrast was staggering. Where the Alpha had been a storm of teeth and relentless force, Rox was a slow, steady burn. He didn't answer with words; instead, he buried his face deeper, his tongue flattened as he began to lick me in long, rhythmic upward strokes. He was drinking me in, his throat working as he swallowed the Alpha's mark along with my own rising heat.

Ready And Wet For My Step daddy 7 The rest of the day passed in a haze of stolen touches and heated glances. After the emotional intensity in the shower, Dean and I couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We fucked again on the couch, slow and deep while some forgotten movie played in the background. Then once more in the laundry room when I went to throw our cum-stained sheets in the washer. Each time he filled me, whispering filthy praises and soft reassurances that made my heart ache just as much as my body throbbed.

This book is part of a series called The Forbidden Series. Book 1: His Forbidden Goddaughter (Complete) Book 2: Her Forbidden Desire (Complete) *** 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. This book specifically will have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, drugs, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This is a mafia book, so without the violence, drugs, and alcohol, it wouldn’t really be a mafia book. LOL. I will try to have trigger warnings as much as possible, bu

The first rays of morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a warm glow over the wrecked bedroom. I stirred against Lorenzo’s broad chest, my body heavy with exhaustion yet already humming with the familiar, insidious pull of the heat. It had only been a brief reprieve—maybe two or three hours of fitful sleep—but the fire was returning, licking at my veins and making my core clench with fresh, empty need. Slick had already begun to seep again, coating my thighs and the sheets beneath us. I whimpered softly, pressing closer to the alpha’s solid warmth, inhaling his scent like it was oxygen.

My body yearned to take it inside me again, almost pulling me off the couch in a frontal assault of my Step-Father, but I managed to restrain myself, instead distracting myself with concentrating on Brady’s hands, which had not stopped tracing their patterns on my inner thighs and between my legs. Steve came over to the couch and sat just above me before gently lifting me up and shuffling underneath so my head was resting in his lap. From my close up perspective his cock towered above me and I was suddenly unaware of Brady’s hands again. I turned towards him and raised my head towards the tip of his cock, keeping my eyes locked on his, staring at him as I slid his hard dick over my soft lips

she gasped, startled by my sudden touch. "Celeste, roll onto your hands and knees," I whispered, locking eyes with her. I kissed her again, tasting her and feeling our fluids mingle. I kept my fingers inside her as she turned, continuing to fúck her while running my other hand over her soft, round ass. She began rocking back into me, and I slid a third finger in, feeling her orgasm spill onto my hand, her ass pressing back into me. I kissed the small of her back as she trembled, my fingers buried deep.

She laid back, transfixed as she watched his head dip low again, towards her wet p***y. ‎ ‎He left her shorts hanging on her ankles as he raised his head to look at her face one last time before he lapped at the thick meat of her wet labia. ‎ ‎Her v****a was pulsing and clenching around itself, squeezing out her wetness for him as he continued to lick her p***y. He spread her legs Farther apart, knelt properly on the floor beside her bed, dragging her body to the edge of the bed. ‎ ‎A loud moan escaped from Elena as he dragged her thick p***y into his mouth and sucked deeply. Ryan groaned, the vibration sent her into another dimension.