The Best Smut Books Novels & Stories

The amount of people that would read gay smut paled when compared to straight. “You aren’t wrong there,” Nocturne replied. “I’m planning to have a small line of LGBTQ+ fiction as well as more mainstream books. It’s been easy to get straight romance and adventure books. The search for good LGBTQ+ authors has been harder. It’s also because I want to read a spicy gay smut novel.” The admission at the end caught Leo off guard. Nocturne had a mischievous gleam in his eye when he said that part.

Chapter 47 Esmeralda Russia was beautiful. I was yet to learn the language and I would. "Can we go the other side please, handsome please?" I begged Brian and he glared at me. "Just this side and we're fucking done here, si?" I nodded, and we walked to the other rack. It was a book rack. I grabbed a book and my eyes widened seeing what it was for. A smut book. "Didn't know you loved to read these." Brian said, a smile on his lips.

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Those were hilarious. Were those? I quizzed. What the hell was the publisher thinking while coming up with the titles? Dorky and the hoes is still tolerable but once in my cunt? Seriously? That’s the best you can come up with? What’s the book about anyways? Vulva? Sad life changers? Wolves certainly are a rather horny civilization to put such literature on best-sellers. The excited-bee besides me isn’t done gushing over the supposedly brilliant works of the lecherously lewd author who isn’t me. I am pleased I am not. The titles want me to puke my gut out. Putatively, there are more to come.

Oh my sweet Lord, those eyes. Getting lost in them meant he could order me to strip and I might just do it. Eagerly. I could only imagine how those eyes would burn in the heat of passion. Dark and stormy. Consuming. I have to stop reading those smut books. Maybe switch to horror, mystery, history. Anything but books full of sex. Lowering myself down in the chair opposite his, I crossed one leg over the other and waited. My heart drummed against my ribs while I held his gaze, hiding the effect he had on me.

A smile that had the Smith women swooning and had Claire rolling her eyes with disinterest. "I read when I get time" Only thing I read was fire manuals and a daily magazine on how to grill your meat right. Nothing more. "Really? Well I guess we have our man. How about you start us off Mr Cutler?" Claire challenged. I looked at the book's cover. Shameless they called it. More like trying to write porn on pages if anyone asked me. I had frisked the pages. Roughly and every page had a sex scene about the female lead getting stretched and filled with—

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

A pair of golden colored eyes peered through the smoke, gleaming dangerously at those that gazed at the cover. It was a book filled with enough filth that it’ll make the raunchiest whore flush. A tantalizing tale of a beast for a man, living deep in the wilderness with his lover. As he love to cherish his wife, gifting her with the rare treasures he finds on his daily hunt, he’s addicted to fucking her. Page after page of the raunchiest smut, detailed enough that it felt as if I was on the receiving end of his heavy thrust. God, I was horny.

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“Open.” She obeyed, lips parting around him, her tongue tentative as she tasted salt and musk. He hissed, gripping her hair, guiding her slowly. Damien stripped off his shirt, muscles flexing. He lifted her skirt higher, stroking himself as he watched her take Cowin’s cock. “Beautiful little slut.” Rylan rose, kissing her thighs, whispering against her skin. “We’ll ruin you, but you’ll beg for more.” Cowin groaned as her mouth grew braver, sucking harder. Damien couldn’t wait—he knelt between her legs, pressing his cock against her entrance.