Steamy Romance Short Novels & Stories

"Since you're here, stay for a drink. I'll get the wine." As soon as Sylia disappeared into the kitchen, Damien leaned in, his breath hot against Rhema’s ear. "She's getting close," he whispered. "I know," Rhema breathed, her body humming. "It's terrifying." "Is it?" Damien’s hand slid down, gripping her backside firmly, pulling her against his thigh. "Or is it the most exciting thing that's ever happened to you?" "Mmm... both," she moaned softly. "Good," he growled. "Because the risk is what makes the reward so sweet

Slippery wet fucking pussy. I don’t know what I love more, the sound of a went cunt when you’re ramming into it or just the feeling of being inside. Either way, my Favorite thing to do is fucking. Even better if it’s with a screamer like this one. I smirked at the sight of her messy hair and jiggling tits. “Don’t stop, Callum. Please” Her voice was so low, my ears could barely pick them up.

His brows furrowed, and just when he's about to go out in the room, Demie came out from the bathroom— on her red silk satin bathrobe that ends on her mid-thighs. Suddenly, the temperature in the room went hot. Sandro can't help himself but gaze upon an exquisite and ravishing woman in red in front of him. From her slightly open mouth that made him lick his lips, and his eyes followed the droplet of water from her wet hair that went to her visible cleavage. Sandro can see her round breasts that are under the bathrobe that made his c*ck screaming. And the mouth-watering sweet scent of Demie is urging Sandro to have a taste of it. And prove that they taste as sweet as they smell. Just by thinki

Her eyes burned with a hunger that made my pulse race and my body respond instantly, hardening under her touch. Without a second thought, I pulled her deeper into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind us. My lips crashed against hers in a desperate, heated kiss, and she matched my intensity, her tongue tangling with mine. My hands roamed, slipping beneath her thin singlet to find her nipple already taut under my fingers. I pressed and teased, drawing a soft, throaty moan from her that sent a fresh wave of desire through me. But I wasn’t done. With a swift motion, I turned her to face the bathtub, bending her over the smooth porcelain edge. I slid my cock into her, the sudden heat and t

The pleasure was relentless, orgasms ripping through me, their hands and mouths everywhere, until I was a trembling mess on the dock. Chapter Two – Depths of Passion The sun dipped lower, casting a warm glow over the lake, but the heat between us was a inferno, unquenched by the cooling air. My body quivered from the dock, cum and sweat mixing on my skin, pussy and mouth still tingling from their touch. The auburn one pulled me up, her lips crashing into mine, tasting herself on me, while the curvy one pressed against my back, her hands roaming my ass, fingers teasing my tight hole.

“Oh god… fuck me, Mr. Collins… please! Give me your cock!” My fingers moved frantically, curling and thrusting while my thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. I was so close, moaning shamelessly now. “Yes… deeper… fuck your little virgin, Mr. Collins!” The bedroom door suddenly creaked open. Ria stood there in her tiny sleep shorts and tank top, arms crossed, an amused smirk on her lips as she watched me finger-fucking myself desperately. “Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.”

Hot water cascaded over us, steam rising quickly around our bodies. The kiss deepened, growing more intense. I felt so small beneath him, his larger frame crowding me against the tiles as water sluiced down our skin. Every brush of his tongue sent sparks racing through me. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine, eyes dark with lust. “Let me clean you up,” he whispered hotly against my ear, lips grazing the sensitive shell, “so you can ride me.” My cheeks and ears burned fiercely. I could only nod, body already responding to the promise in his words.

Her moist pussy, swollen pussy lips and sexy legs made my penis throb. The stair well is warm and clammy from a steam pipe hissing steam as I approached this goddess. The steam made her smooth skin glisten as beads of sweat cascaded down her skin. Her body jumps as I run my hands up her cafes, my breathe is short as I enjoy the feel of her softness.

She was almost grasping to breathe until she felt something hot come out of his d*ck. "Swallow that sh*t," ordered Carlo, which Tricia immediately obeyed. He sighed, eyes shut, thinking about how unbelievably good it felt. After cumming, Carlo ordered her to lick his b*lls before undressing her whole body. He kissed Tricia's mouth, and tasted his own cum. He romanticized her like crazy, biting and licking her, and he could not control his tongue from tasting her body.

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.