Sylvia Day Erotic Books Novels & Stories

Her body shaking and falling forward as she orgasms, his hips moving faster. "I want that floor wet Kitty, I want to see just how much you love when I do this." Anaya tries screaming as she orgasms, his hand holding her head against him as she struggles to breathe. His hips starting to move again. The vibrations from her moans, sending him closer to the edge. Anaya's body growing more tired as she keeps having orgasms. The orgasms slowly turning painful as Marcus's hips speed up, his hand holding her head against him as he cums.

Cordelia opens the door to find Sinclair, a shy young woman with soft curves and curious eyes. Cordelia does not just want to touch her. She wants to turn her out, claim her, and show her exactly what it feels like to be fucked by a woman who takes her time and takes full control. Sinclair is about to learn how to kiss, how to taste, and how to beg to be touched again. And Cordelia will teach her everything. ••••••••••••

Sylvia's fingers on smooth skin stimulated Liam's burning thirst for love. "No… no!" Liam ignored all of Sylvia's pleas, he reached out a rough hand to stroke Sylvia's wet bottom, provocatively in a low voice. "Your body can't lie! It's already this wet. You rent it, don't you? Let me satisfy you." Sylvia's face turned bright red. She didn't think her stupid body would betray her so blatantly. "I do not."

Sylvia called out as her climax began, and the moister was felt on Sara’s face. Seeing Sylvia climaxing, Sara quickly brought her hot mouth and sucked on Sylvia’s clitoris, giving her wave over wave of sensations. Sylvia gave a long yes when Sara inserted her middle finger into her anus, moving her finger in and out. While Sara fucked Sylvia’s anus with her finger Sylvia cried out as her climax hit a new high. “Ack, Ack, oh, oh my God,” Sylvia cried as Sara removed her finger from her anus and lay beside the convulsing Sylvia. “Play with fire, and you will get burned,” Sara said, looking at the worn-out woman beside her.

However though known as a cold hearted man his music was all interesting and romantic. With dusk till Dawn the song of Sia playing Rinna found herself closing her eyes and with the rhythm of the song flowing in her body she leaned her head against the glass tinted window. As the song continued to play she tried to imagine how Zayn Malik was in the video but horror of horrors she only got the image of the devil, the way he was at the hospital , oh goodness the ocean blue eyes..

SCOTT I'd learned more in this one weekend at Brianna's than in three weeks of Julia's slavery and all the books of hers I'd read. I had my two slaves again, fucking one and sending the other with my old girlfriend to fuck. Strange. Lisa had cum like crazy, the recommendations of Sam and Marcia working as they'd said. I finally squirted my cum up her cunt, climaxing for the fourth time this young day.

She used some lubricant for the strapless, Julia parting the cheeks of her sister slave for Rhonda to smear some around the puckered star of her anus. Rhonda pushed slowly into Lisa's back door, knowing how full she was. Both of the women turned on their vibrators at the same time and Lisa shivered through another orgasm. She had two more before I fed her my prick, only half hard at the moment. Lisa's mouth soon coaxed it to an erection. I believed Lisa had more than a half dozen orgasms before I flooded her mouth with what cum I had left. We all lay quietly on the bed save for the breathless panting.

I licked and sucked until her nipples peaked hard against my tongue, until her breathing turned uneven and her hands settled in my hair. When I moved lower she opened her legs without prompting. I settled between them and simply looked for a moment, taking in the sight of her already glistening for me. Then I leaned in and gave her a long, deliberate lick. Elena’s hips lifted. I did it again, slower, mapping her with my tongue, learning the exact pressure that made her sigh and the spot that made her thighs tense. Two fingers slid inside easily. She was still wet from the night before and from this new attention, and the feeling of her around my fingers made my own need throb.

I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky. “I saw the way you looked at my dick at Coverts,” he whispered, not letting up on his assault on my clit, his lips tracing along my jawline. “I was so hard. You had on that yellow lingerie set that glowed against your skin. I wanted to bend you over and fuck you so badly. That young dude wasn’t going to get this pussy.” With that, he moved his attention from my clit, sliding two fingers inside my hot, already-drenched pussy. He worked his fingers until they were fully coated and soaked. “But I knew it wasn’t time. I’m patient. I can wait.”

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”