Super Spicy Books Novels & Stories

This book is a stand-alone, but you will understand the characters better by reading the books in order: 1. Sugar Baby 2. Sugar Daddy 3. Sugary Goodness "What is your problem Fred? You know how hard I've been training for this night. I'm not going to go down in a couple of rounds." I was preparing myself for the ring. My stupid greedy brother kept on pushing me, to take a punch on the fifth round and take the fall. He was riding his money on my fight.

I hastily asked … not pausing or stopping the fast fucking rhythm “Yes” she replied “now give me a gallon of hot spunk. I want to feel your cum dripping out of me like Andrea did in the tackroom. When I saw that, I just had to have you. I loved the taste of your cum as it dribbled out of her ………….

“Please don't slow down. Fuck me hard.” He obliged, hips slamming against mine with enough force to rock the desk. “That's it,” Mr. Sinclair urged. “Don't let that arse go.” My lips moved out of their own accord, moaning helplessly as I shut my eyes, the pleasure frying my brain cells. A fierce rush of heat flooded through my system, my pulse thundering through every inch of me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie.

Ryan Lennox. The name alone sent a forbidden thrill through Sean’s veins. Twenty-two years old, majoring in literature with a sharp, rebellious mind that constantly challenged him. Ryan wasn’t just brilliant—he was dangerously magnetic. Lean but athletic from years on the university swim team, with tousled dark hair that fell into hazel eyes full of mischief, and a mouth that curved into smirks far too knowing for his age. He sat in the front row every lecture, legs spread just enough to draw Sean’s gaze, lips parting around thoughtful (or deliberately provocative) questions.

Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones. If you’re a fan of spicy romances with alpha males and basically anything Mafia-related, go for PRECARIOUS: THE GAME OF HEARTS, which is the first in the Castello Di Carte Mafia Chronicles. This would be my best work and I’m currently working on publishing this book digitally by the end of next year. Fingers crossed. I’m currently writing book 2 of the series and let me warn you, this series is super hot and suspenseful. Anyway, if you want to keep updated with my works, you can follow me on I* at author_shreyasengupta .

Ready And Wet For My Stepdaddy 1 Lily’s Pov It all started two years ago when my mother married Dean. He was nothing like the men I’d grown up around. Tall, powerfully built, with broad shoulders and arms covered in intricate black tattoos that disappeared beneath his shirts. His voice was deep and commanding, the kind that made my stomach tighten every time he spoke. At first, I told myself it was just a harmless crush. He was my stepfather now Dean completely off-limits. Forbidden. But the more he settled into our lives, the more impossible it became to ignore the heat that pooled between my thighs whenever he was near.

Unspoken Truths - Chapter 46 Damian Alexxa’s Scotch Bar was all chrome and noise, just like everything else in this city, trying to be upscale. Lessia called this one of the best. She needs to get back to New York, where real scotch bars don’t blast EDM or serve whiskey with LED lights like some frat-boy science experiment. I wasn’t in the mood for the loud music, the girls who kept trying to flirt with us, or even the overpriced scotches. We were just here to blend in, and watch, to make sure our girls got home safely.

God, she tasted like sin coated with deliciousness. “S-sir…” Her moans were broken as she started to move her hips, riding my tongue like she couldn't get enough, and fuck I loved it. I slid a finger in along with my tongue, teasing her g-spot and she cried out in pleasure as she arched her back.

Of course her body had been pulling her to this place—there was nowhere she felt more comfortable than within the sanctity of a library. She could hardly believe that there were still books here in one piece. Many, she realized, were made of ancient Egyptian paper, thick and rubbery. As she pulled down volume after volume, she noted that every different type of alphabet was represented, from Arabic to Cyrillic script, to hieroglyphics. It was like her dream come true, stumbling across a forgotten library filled with books that hadn’t been touched for centuries. It made her think of Aiden; he’d love to get his hands on a place like this.

“I’ve never really thought about it.” “Ali,” she sighs. “Have you even read a good spicy book?” “You mean p**n?” I ask her over a row of glittery vibrators. “Yes I mean p**n!” She exclaims. “Good old fashioned p**n! With some monsters maybe. I feel like you’d enjoy a good monster fucker book.” “I.. don’t know about that.” “Alright,” she says loudly. “There’s a book section over there. Let’s find you a nice steamy one.”