Taboo Books Romance Novels & Stories

BEFORE READING: This book contains 98% explicit sexual content and is intended for a mature audience seeking hot, steamy, raw, and uncensored MM fiction. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. All characters, places, events, actions, businesses, and incidents depicted in this story are entirely imaginary and do not reflect the experiences, beliefs, or actions of the author. Any resemblance to real persons, living or deceased, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters in this book are 18 years or older, and all sexual encounters are fully consensual.

I reply, my fingers trembling as I type. My body is gradually reacting, and I’m lost in the fantasy—snowy nights, his hands, no rules. This is my escape, where I don’t have to be perfect Zara, the girl who’s got it all together. A key turns in the lock, and Jess’s voice snaps me back. “Zara, you better not still be texting that creep when I’ve got pizza!” I laugh, locking my phone fast, but not before ShadowWolf’s latest message flashes: I’d taste every inch of you. My cheeks burn as I sit up, shoving my hair back.

I ask, unable to stop the smile that spreads across my face. “Because I want you all to myself.” She says, rubbing my thigh even higher than before. Her hand rubs over my dick through my jeans, making it get even more hard. Zoey smiles and keeps rubbing my dick through my jeans. I groan. “Zoey baby, I need you to stop doing that.” I say, voice thick with arousal. “Why?” She whispers, leaning in really close. “You seem like you are enjoying it.” Of course I am enjoying it. Is she crazy? It’s been longer than I care to admit since I have had sex and she is sexy as hell. “We are in a restaurant.” I say, trying to come up with some kind of excuse, anything to get her to stop.

That fucking diamond pattern from your cubicle, unmistakable, like a dirty little secret laid bare. Your mind spins, lust twisting into something darker. Could it be Sabrina? The thought’s a blade, sharp and hot, slicing through you. The idea that the goddess from the office, with her angelic smile and fuck-me eyes, could be this filthy little exhibitionist—it’s too much. You’re rock-hard, imagining her spread open in that cubicle, touching herself while you’re just feet away, clueless. Who the hell is Kat18, and how deep does this rabbit hole go? ****************

SEX STARVED HOUSEWIFE & HER STEPSON _____________________ Sabrina My thighs moved against each other, rubbing my sensitive clit and a moan almost slipped past my lips. I was so damn horny. Probably shouldn't have read that spicy book my best friend, Sloane, recommended last week but I was bored. And the sex scenes had been filthy, dirty—god, I wanted that for myself. It’s been months since Graham touched me and over three years since I've last had pleasurable sex.

“I love your cock. I’ve wanted this since our first meeting. Fuck me harder, Mr. Blackwood. Please.” He gave it to me. Hard. Raw. Animalistic. The desk shook under us as he pounded into me, his heavy balls slapping against my clit with every deep stroke. The risk was insane. His fiancée, Isabella, was literally downstairs finalizing flower arrangements for their ceremony. If she walked in right now, everything would explode. That only made it hotter. Mr. Blackwood reached around and rubbed my swollen clit in fast, rough circles. “Come for me, baby. Come on the groom’s cock while his bride is downstairs picking roses for their wedding.”

The wet heat of her mouth clashed with mine, a desperate tangled mess of lips and teeth. We held onto each other like drowning people while the wood of the desk vibrated beneath our bare backs. The scent of the room was thick, heavy with the sharp, musk smell of two dominant wolves completely taking over the space.

I felt my cheeks burn as I took him in. Brian had chosen a delicate baby pink lace babydoll that barely reached the top of his thighs. Underneath, sheer pink panties hugged his ass, the front stretched tight over his clearly hard cock. He wore matching stockings with little bows at the top and had slipped on the spare set of 40D breasts. The soft pink color against his masculine frame created a deliciously taboo contrast. “Fuck, Brian…” I breathed, my inner wolf growling deeply. “You look incredible.”

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I spotted him by the window and immediately locked the door behind me and took out the keys. The aphrodisiacs Aaron got were the strongest in the pack and the effects were so dangerous and uncontrollable that it was banned. He turned around and the clouded look in his eyes made me smirk. I got him right where I needed him. Who would think that I would have to drug my husband to actually get him to sleep with me but none of it mattered now. Roman staggered towards me. “Isla…” My smile immediately dropped. Even when he was drugged, he was still thinking about her!