Steamy Romance Books For Young Adults Novels & Stories

Ria’s fingers pinched and rolled my nipples while she kissed and sucked on my neck, leaving little marks. I moaned loudly, my head falling back against Ria’s shoulder as her dad fucked me with slow, delibrate strokes. Every thrust pushed me back against Ria’s soft body. She reached down between us, her fingers finding my swollen clit and rubbing tight circles while her father’s cock stretched me open. “So tight for him,” Ria murmured, voice dripping with arousal. “Look at you creaming all over Daddy’s cock, Maya. Such a greedy little virgin.”

He sent her the mail, and barely two minutes later, she replied with all the excited emojis in the world. Ted chuckled, turned off his computer to get ready for the night. The reason why most girls wanted to hook up with the predator so bad aside from the fact that he had a huge dick, was that he made the dirtiest of their fantasies come true. For Sue Mary Kay, her dirtiest fantasy was getting fucked by an unknown stranger. The girl had been obsessed with stalker romance books growing up and wanted one so bad, the only thing that could get her to cum was getting fucked in the dark by a man she did not know who treated her like a whore.

She confused me with her old man, I guess. I surprised her by bending over her and lightly brushing her ruby lips with mine, my tongue just penetrating her mouth and touching her teeth. I bent over her right ear, lightly swirling my tongue in her ear, then kissing her forehead. At this point, her eyes were glued shut as she awaited the sensual delights that this young fervent lover of hers was bestowing upon her.

he growled, his hot breath tickling my ear. I was overwhelmed by the sensation of hands roaming over my body, groping and caressing. The woman beneath me pressed her lips to mine, her tongue invading my mouth with a hunger that matched my own. I could feel the heat of other bodies pressing against me from all sides, a sea of flesh and desire.

The pulsing energy between us was palpable, a magnetic pull that neither of us was willing to resist. Lust and longing rushed through my veins, igniting my senses, as our lips finally met in a fiery fusion of passion. The world around us faded away, leaving only the taste of her on my lips, the softness of her mouth against mine. Our kiss grew deeper, more intense, a perfect synchronization of two souls hungering to become one.

Tears stream down my temples, my throat burning, but the way Jake’s fingers dig into my hips, the way Ryan’s groan vibrates against my tongue, it’s too much. My body is theirs, my pleasure theirs to take, and when Jake slaps my thighs, the sting sends me spiraling into another orgasm, my pussy clenching around him so hard he curses, his release spilling inside me as Ryan pulls out, his cum splattering across my cheeks and lips. I’m still trembling when Liam’s hands replace Jake’s, flipping me onto my stomach with ease. The bench is slick with sweat and cum, my skin sticking to the plastic as he yanks my hips up, forcing me onto my knees.

Pre-cum glistened like mercury in the moonlight. “Open.” She did. He guided himself past her lips, slow at first, letting her adjust to the chill of his flesh, the velvet hardness. Then deeper. Her throat relaxed under that silver stare; she took him to the root, nose brushing coarse dark hair that smelled of old books and iron. “Good girl,” he purred. “Now suck.” She hollowed her cheeks, tongue swirling, hands braced on powerful thighs. He groaned, low, reverent, fingers threading into her hair. Then he tilted her head back, exposing the long column of her throat.

He pressed his flat palm directly against my swollen, soaking pussy, cupping me firmly through the wetness. A sharp, high-pitched whimper tore from my throat, my hips jerking up off the bench instinctively at the sudden, heavy friction. My internal walls twitched hard, gushing a fresh wave of heat straight into his palm. "Fuck, you're burning up," the Alpha growled, his dark eyes flashing with a dangerous, predatory satisfaction as he felt how soaked I was. He began to rub his palm over my sensitive flesh in a slow, heavy circle, smearing my own moisture all over my swollen folds.

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."

“This isn’t over, Em. Tomorrow night… or the night after… I’m sneaking into that bedroom and giving you exactly what that dream promised. My cock. Deep. Hard. Until you’re biting the pillow to stay quiet while I breed this needy little pussy.” He pressed one last filthy kiss to my lips, then disappeared upstairs, leaving me on the counter—panties ruined, legs shaky, and already aching for more. I touched my swollen lips, heart racing. Surviving the rest of this summer was going to be impossible. And I couldn’t wait.