Steamy Romance Books For Young Adults Novels & Stories

I arched my hips toward him, eager to increase the friction, wordlessly begging him to continue. My body trembled from head to toe. Every nerve ending was on fire with need. My eyes flutter open, locking onto his gaze. His eyes burn with intense lust as he devoured me, making my skin flush hotter than ever. He suddenly stood up again, grabbing my hair in one hand while gripping his cock tightly in the other. He leaned forward until our lips meet once more, and he kissed me deeply, passionately. It was hungry and possessive, filled with longing and need.

Their lips met in a kiss that started gentle but quickly ignited into something more urgent. Mia pressed herself against him, her hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair. Alex's arms encircled her waist, pulling her closer as he deepened the kiss. His tongue traced the seam of her lips, seeking entrance which she eagerly granted. The taste of wine mingled between them as their tongues met, explored, retreated, and advanced. All the tension that had built between their windows now found physical expression.

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

She squeezes them shut, and I brush my lips over hers in the barest of kisses. I’m braced for how soft and delicate she feels against me, but what I’m not prepared for is the heat. Something like an electric current sparks between our mouths, and then I feel her hands in my hair, gripping me tightly. The next thing I know, she’s pulling me closer and parting her lips. Suddenly, my tongue is against hers, and I’ve got my hands on her hips, dragging her onto my lap. Half a second before was calm and careful, and now we are two starving animals hungry for more than food. All I can do is follow my instincts to spread her legs and let her straddle me while I taste her sweetness.

“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.”

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.

“And Evelyn? Wear whatever makes you feel like the filthy little obsession you are.” I left his office on unsteady legs, my thighs were filled with dried juice while I clutched the leather book like a dirty secret.That night in my dorm, I read the marked passages slowly, touching myself the entire time. The words blurred with my own fantasies, his fingers, his voice and the way he had commanded my orgasm like he already owned it.

All characters are 18 years or older. This story can be read as a stand-alone. If you would like to read more about the main characters, please check out "In Love With A Lesbian Episodes" in the First Time category. This story contains elements of anal, exhibitionism, group (mmf and mff), mild reluctance, toys, lesbian, and of course lots of sex. Austin, Alanna and their housemates play Strip Poker on a rainy day and everyone gets frisky.

Steve said, pausing only long enough to growl the words before burying his mouth against her again. Sienna spread her legs wider for him. “Yes. Eat me. God, it feels so good.” She turned her head to Adrian and kissed him feverishly, all while stroking him with urgent rhythm. Her moans grew desperate, her voice hoarse as her thighs shook. Clutching Adrian’s shaft, she practically came from the overwhelming sight of him kissing her nípple while Steve still licked her cúnt. She rolled to her side, breathing hard, and pushed Adrian’s briefs down. His cóck sprang free, thick and beautiful, and she took him into her mouth eagerly. Her lips wrapped around his length, her tongue gliding up his shaft