Steamy Romance Novel Excerpts Novels & Stories

He opened the door, eyes wide, shirt unbuttoned, revealing his chest’s hard lines. She pressed her body against his, lips crashing into his with desperate need, tasting rain and salt, hands clutching his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin. Hayes lifted her up, as he carried her to his room. They stumbled to his bed, room warm, smelling of rain and musk, wet clothes shed in a heap, fabric hitting wood softly. Their hands moved slowly, tracing every curve, every scar, fingers exploring with no rush, air thick with their bodies. His hand brushed her pussy, soft, sliding through her wetness, gentle but electric. Her moan was low, “Ohhh,” voice trembling, eyes stinging with tears.

I let myself in and kissed him hungrily, my hands roaming over his body, aching to feel him inside me . He stripped me of my dress quickly and took off his shorts ,his gaze intense as he devoured me with his eyes. He took me in his arms and dropped me on the bed . I let out a moan, my body quivering with anticipation, as he trailed kisses down my neck and breasts. His mouth teased me,his tongue lapping at my flesh, until I was begging for more. With a growl, he took my nipple into his mouth, suckling greedily as I writhed beneath him.

“Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.” We moved to a dark corner booth, away from prying eyes. The moment we sat down, his mouth was on mine….hungry, demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his big hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into the kiss, straddling his thigh and grinding my dripping core against the hard muscle there. The friction against my clit made me whimper. “Fuck, you’re burning up,” he growled against my lips. His hand slid under my dress, fingers brushing my soaked lace panties. “No wonder you’re desperate. You’re drenched.”

Ivan and I then enter our room. As soon as the lights come on he grabs me, kissing me passionately. He kisses me on my soft wet lips, enjoying the taste of my cherry lip-balm. He’s now completely possessed with lust, which takes me back at first. He pushes me further towards the bed and runs his tongue along the arch of my neck and down towards my breasts. With his manly, strong hands—the same hands he uses to save lives every day—he caress every inch of my body. He runs his fingers up and down the length of my back, right down to my ass—squeezing my cheeks with frenzied passion. Like a powerful beast he hoists me up, allowing me to wrap my long silky smooth legs around his torso. He then be

His eyes are darkened by shadows and lust, and I spread my legs apart, giving him enough room to fit his tall frame between my legs. “You’re so fucking hot, Heidi,” he tells me, starting to slide his boxers down his legs. I watch him, swallowing hard as I wait for him to finally get rid of all the layers of clothing and get back to me. The whole scene is so sexy and effortlessly arousing that I can’t recognize myself and my dirty thoughts. It feels like a scene straight out of one of those steamy romance books I like reading so much. Having read so many of them is coming in handy right now. Otherise, I’d have no idea what to do to make Cal feel as good as he’s making me feel. I don’t want to

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.

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

The ravenett returned her smile before cupping her breast and kissing her lips. Carmilla bit her ear lobe before licking her neck, sending pleasures through her body due to her sensitivity in that specific place. Ruby pushed her fingers inside her underwear and started playing with her already salivating core making Carmilla moan. They smiled as they touched each other's body, caressing their lustful flesh aching for each other's love and warmth. Carmilla placed her lips near her ear and whispered in a seductive voice. "Yes, perhaps we could. And maybe orgasm as well in between reading those erotic books." Ruby smiled wider due to her words and began kissing her cleavage. "That is a very int

I rest my chin on my palm as I start reading. I am used to her small favors like asking me if it is okay to read her work. A favor that I truly enjoy, but this is the first time I read a steamy part of her novel. ‘It was just us in the elevator. When the door closed, he pressed me against the wall. His mouth kissed me hungrily. I kissed back, intoxicated with his scent, with his touch. As he pinned me against the wall, I could feel his erection pressed against me.’

He placed a finger on my nose as I laughed. “So what are we reading?” He asked. “It’s a book.” I said mischievously. “I can see that. What’s it about?” “It’s nothing important.” I said hurriedly. I wasn’t about to tell him I was reading an erotic novel. “Hmm. This cover seems interesting. I didn’t know you were into dark romance, darling.” I squealed as I shut the book. He chuckled, then brought me to his lap. “What do you say to us creating our own steamy scene right here?”