Tempt: Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

he hissed into my ear, his voice a dark, terrifying rumble of pure need. He slammed his lips onto mine, and the world dissolved into the scent of wine and the feeling of a man who was finally taking what was his.

The dots appearing and swimming in her vision began to dissipate slowly. Ryan's hands got to her inner thighs, touching her softly, almost like a caress and she jumped. “I want your body to remember. I want it to ache for me, to bend and break for me. I want to break and mould you into my personal play dough. I want your body to stand at attention at the very sight of me, and the mere hearing of my voice… I want all of your body to stand erect whenever I want. I want you to cum…” He softly run his hands upwards, and his thumb pushed into her still sore p***y.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

He uttered his name in a breathy tone when she pulled her face away. She murmured to him when their lips were only a handful apart. "Make love to me, Rome." For the last time, she wanted to add, but she stopped herself. Rome wasted no time. He swiftly claimed her waiting lips, and Channy felt incredibly warm when his lips touched hers. This is how Rome's kisses affect her. Just kissing him is enough to transport her to heaven. She had kissed many guys before Rome, but none had made her feel this way.

Julian whispered against Adrian’s neck, his skin tingling with electrical heat as Adrian’s hands slid up his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them. "And I am your fortress," Adrian replied, his voice a low, fierce promise that echoed in the quiet bedroom. They came together in a slow, explosive rhythm of fierce love and deep physical passion—a celebration of life, rebirth, and a devotion that had overcome the darkest depths of the sea. As the quiet stars shone high above the Pacific coast, Julian held Adrian tight, anchored in the arms of his true love, knowing that the storm was finally over, and his real life had just begun.

Good thing he hadn’t changed much since high school. I kept my phone on the floor before standing up from the bath. I dried off silently, careful not to wake up the kitten. I wondered what I’d tell Emma and Mia. I was more worried about their opinion than anything else. Will Emma know I’m with her brother just for some money? Will Mia find out that I’m just pretending? Shaking my head, I started my paranormal romance audiobook. It had a reverse harem trope with four vampire lords and one human girl. The plot was thrilling, and it kept me on the edge of my seat. I hummed and applied body lotion.

God knows how I hadn't died that same second from a sudden heart attack. Mentally, I commanded my hard cock to go down so I could think rationally--with the correct . I needed to speak something, anything. "Good morning sir"miss Luca taunted, smirking, her voice a sing song, syrupy-- so fucking sweet,I could taste it. "Your coffee is getting cold and we know how Monty hates when his coffee isn't perfect. " Who was this woman? This wicked temptress? Where had she come from? I closed my eyes then reopened them.

Still recording. And suddenly— A distorted voice echoed from the speaker. Soft. Calm. Terrifying. “Interesting,” the voice murmured. Veronica gasped quietly. Joy stepped backward instinctively. Christiana’s grip tightened around the phone. “Who are you?” she demanded. A low chuckle came through the speaker. “You’re asking the wrong question.” The voice sounded altered electronically, impossible to identify. Male? Female? They couldn’t tell. “The right question,” the voice continued slowly,

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

God, he was every fantasy I’d ever had, carved to perfection. His lips hovered against my ear as his breath fanned hot over my skin. “How come I didn't know you were this damn sexy?” he murmured, his voice dark velvet. The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze.