Novel & Cerita Very Steamy Books

Chapter 4 The air is thick with the scent of old books and the faint, musky undertone of sweat… all mine, from the way my body had been betraying me all through out the class. I’d done it on purpose, of course. The way I’d tilted my chin right when I argued with him, the way I let my lips part slightly when I shot him down, the way I crossed and uncrossed my legs under the desk, knowing his eyes would flicker to the movement. I wanted this. Needed it.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

Steamy water began cascading down over both our body. He then stepped into the tub. I immediately grabbed his head with both of my hands and pulled him into a deep, messy kiss. My tongue invaded his mouth hungrily while my other hand wrapped around his rock hard cock, stroking it firmly before rubbing the fat head up and down my wet dripping slit.

she whispers with a sly smile that signals my cock to perform. For years all I've ever wanted was my grandmother's meaty maw of a hole to plunge my constantly throbbing cock into. I love the feel, the smell and the taste of it. It taste like Home. Her large soft breasts comforts me like two pillows; And she goes wild at having her nipples licked, squeezed and sucked. So do I.

Opening it silently, I strained for signs of anyone else in the hotel who might recognize me or who I may know. Throwing caution to the wind, I stole down the hall, my feet lightly pattering on the marble floor as I hurried down to the bookshop. I looked around and found one I thought was fitting for the occasion: Lady Chatterley's Lover based on the title because I felt I could relate with her but half not trusting myself not to give in to the lust-filled pages and half gleeful with excitement, I chose the book and headed back to my suite. Shutting myself in the bedroom, I curled up on the oversized chair again and got lost in its pages.

With my front still pressed against the wall, my stepbrother connects our mouths for a filthy kiss while humping my ass like an animal in rut. Fuck. Why is this so hot? This is sinful and wrong but I don't want to back out, never, not after craving this for so long, this is how my dream comes true. Liam places one hand on my boob and squeezes it experimentally, and I moan into his mouth, sticking out my tongue for him to suck on the muscle and make me feel good.

THEMES: Dark and Intense, Incubus- X- Human, Demon- X- Human, Filthy tone, Accidental demon summoning, Memory reading, Blackmail pre plot, Risky fuck, Public setting, Fucking in a Library, Aftercare, Revenge, Spell Gone Wrong, Spell circle, Trapped in a Spell circle rune. KINKS: Hand jobs for horns, Double cocks, Hand job for double cocks, Blow job, Vibrating Balls, Praise Kink, 4 in one Dom (Gentle, Firm, Strict and Service Dom), 2 in one Sub (Willing and Bratty Sub), Dirty Talk, Oral sex, Teasing and Edging, Rough sex, Firm Dominance, Multiple Orgasms, Hair pulling, Orgasm control, Choking, Biting and Marking, Clawing, Double Penetration, Service with Tail, Tail play. KIRA'S POV

His friend had almost coal-dark hair, and was deliciously muscled. Jeanie glanced down as she loaded the last washer, and let out a nearly silent sigh of relief. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her bra, and she was concerned that they might be visible through her top. Jeanie sat down and put her nose in the book that she’d brought with her, but knew from the moment that she opened it that it was a bad idea. The racy romance novel was the last thing that was going to distract her from the surge of arousal that had come over her. The bookmark sat right at the beginning of a heated coupling between the characters in the book.

Until a few weeks ago: ~ The house is empty. Music slips into the silence, low and steady. I sway my hips in rhythm, not bothering with the clothes my mother would approve of. Today, I let myself exist. I’m in just my bra and panties, nothing more. My hair is tied back with a ribbon instead of being hidden beneath fabric. I’ve been keeping a secret collection of romance songs and steamy novels, tucked away under my bed. I lend them out when the pile gets too large, trading them for new ones from old classmates.

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.