Novel & Cerita Trashy Romance Novel Excerpts

Ethan mumbled incoherently, his eyes rolled back, and his words only added to the fire burning within me. I swallowed him all, hungrily, slapping my tongue on his balls when they hit my lips as he thrusted in. " Fuck Lara! You are one dirty secretary!" " I love how tight your mouth is!" He whispered as he pulled at my hair, and I took him all in, his hungry and dirty words only adding to my arousal. "'Tell me he's never fucked your mouth before!" He demanded, as he slightly paused and I almost whimpered at how empty my throat felt.

Rainy Stairwell – Unplanned passion – An accidental encounter in a wet stairwell leads to a heated kiss. 72. Library Secrets – Hidden touches – Private study sessions in quiet corners intensify stolen touches and longing glances. 73. Dorm Pranks – Teasing escalates – Playful dorm pranks spark laughter and subtle physical teasing. 74. Confession Interrupted – Desire vs. pride – Harper tries to confess feelings but is interrupted, leaving unresolved tension. 75. Party Tension – Eyes locked across the room – A college party escalates rivalry and desire through stolen looks and daring glances. 76. Rainstorm Walk – Steamy encounter – Wet clothes and close proximity force a passionate embrace in t

Her back arched, pushing more of her tit into my mouth, and I could feel the tremor run through her body, her pussy clenching emptily against the sheets. "Damon, please," she gasped, her hands threading through my hair, nails scraping my scalp in a way that sent tingles straight to my cock. I continued lower, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down her stomach, feeling the muscles quiver under my lips. Settling between her thighs, I spread her legs wide, exposing her glistening pussy—swollen lips parted, clit peeking out like a pink pearl, her hole weeping arousal that trickled down to her ass. The sight made my mouth water, and I dove in, my tongue dragging through her folds in a long, flat

“You don’t hate it. Not all of it. Look at your cheeks. That flush. Same as hers. You got that fire, Ivy. Mix it with how pretty you are, that body… you’d make bank. First scene could be easy. You and me talking, no touching unless you say. Or you solo, taking out all that mess from tonight.” I stood up fast, heart pounding. “Stop describing it like that. Like it’s some fantasy where I suddenly love everything. I don’t. I want my life back. Not this.” But my mind kept flipping. Daniel’s hands under my clothes, soft and wanting. Kai’s rough grab, making me feel small. Jax sitting there all calm, like he could handle whatever I threw at him. It mixed up in my head till I felt dizzy.

Teasing and sliding deep tasting everything She cried out, grinding on his mouth losing herself as he did Then Boom! She came hard. On his tongue, soaking his face, moaning his name over and over again. They both collapsed on the bathroom floor Wrecked

‎"And mine is Kiean. Since we're done with the introductions, let's go." ‎The huge doors to the entrance of the building pushed opened and we were introduced to a large hall, high and wide with windy staircases occupying the corners, and amazing architectural designs, along with gravy, white walls, but yet it looked like the clouds had taken refuge inside and had cried, except it wasn't water that had come out. ‎It was blood and bodies. ‎The floors, at every corner you turned to, at every step, it was... it was covered in a thick, red vivid fluid and battered, unrecognisable figures drenched with it.

He opened the door, eyes wide, shirt unbuttoned, revealing his chest’s hard lines. She pressed her body against his, lips crashing into his with desperate need, tasting rain and salt, hands clutching his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin. Hayes lifted her up, as he carried her to his room. They stumbled to his bed, room warm, smelling of rain and musk, wet clothes shed in a heap, fabric hitting wood softly. Their hands moved slowly, tracing every curve, every scar, fingers exploring with no rush, air thick with their bodies. His hand brushed her pussy, soft, sliding through her wetness, gentle but electric. Her moan was low, “Ohhh,” voice trembling, eyes stinging with tears.

Chocolate smears everywhere, wine stains on pillows, rose petals crushed under us. “That was insane,” she murmured, voice husky wrecked. “Every room… you destroyed me.”I kissed her forehead, arm banding tight, cock softening still buried soft inside her. “You started it, naughty girl. Best fucking surprise. Love wrecking you like that.”She giggled soft, nuzzling closer. “Round two later? Can’t get enough.”“Always.” World faded to just us, spent and sated. *** If you liked this chapter, please drop a review or comment below

“Like he was starving and I was the only thing on the menu.” I shot her a look over my shoulder. “Okay so… do I even want to hear this?” “Absolutely,” she said, sitting up as if someone had just handed her a microphone. “Jason is such a gentle, charming prince. He kissed me so deep I never wanted the moment to end. And when he slipped his hand between my legs God, I was already wet. I wanted us to…..” I cut her off with a groan, biting my lip to keep from laughing. “Okay, stop, please stop. You’re ridiculous.”

Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers, leaving me empty and aching. I whimpered at the loss, but he quickly captured my lips in a searing, filthy kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue, musky and obscene. Desperate to feel his skin against mine, I frantically tore at the buttons of his shirt, shoving the offending fabric off his shoulders. My greedy hands roamed his chiseled chest and defined abs, relishing the feel of his bare skin. "Charles," I panted against his swollen lips. "I need you inside me, fucking me hard. Please..."