What Does Smut Mean In Books นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Always reading smut, huh? I didn’t take you for the type, but I guess I should’ve known better.” I scowled at him, crossing my arms over my chest defensively. “I haven’t always read smut. The books I used to read before were never like this,” I shot back, my voice laced with irritation. “It’s just…different genres. That’s all.” He chuckled, low and deep, the sound reverberating through me. “Sure, different genres,” he mocked lightly, waving the book in front of me. “You know, these scenes are pretty explicit. I didn’t know you had such a vivid imagination.”

😅 At least the main two smuts will be posted in their full explicit detail. Though, there might be a couple of smutty parts that happened during the main plotline that might fade into black on Good Novel. And everything that happened after the plotline and isn’t relevant for the future plot will be written into extras that will be available in the published version only. The list of currently planned extras (S tag means it will definitely include smut): * [S] Noah’s and Levi’s honeymoon * [S] Levi and Noah going dolphin riding again * [S] a day in Levi’s and Noah’s married life, several years later.

He smiled politely and headed to his home office. I couldn’t stop staring as he walked away. His powerful frame, the quiet authority in his stride… I caught myself twirling a lock of hair. Later, I texted my friend Sam: “DILF ALERT. Her husband is insanely hot. I want to ride him right in that office chair. I’d drop under his desk in a heartbeat. Queen Slut status incoming?” Sam and I laughed about it in our volleyball group chat. It was all fantasy..or so I told myself. Our “Queen Slut” title went to whoever had done the wildest thing lately. The previous holder had sucked off two different guys in one night.

I added. I realized that there was no use hiding it anymore. I mean he looked like he already knew, he probably just wanted to hear me say it. We stood there for the longest moment, just staring at each other and when I couldn’t take it anymore I resulted to say; “Are you going to say something?” I was a bit irritated by his silence. “Does it help? The book, I mean.” I scoffed. “You really think reading smut is enough to get me off? No, it doesn’t help.” I spat.

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—

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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.

I squeak at the end. Damn it. He’s caught me by surprise, and it’s making me nervous. “Smut isn’t what I had in mind.” “It’s just a romance novel, Daddy.” I knew the cigarettes would get me in trouble, but I’m surprised he’s harping on the book. He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure.

Smoke curled around him, a shadow against the skyline. “You shouldn’t smoke,” she teased, leaning against the doorframe. Jon didn’t look back. “I shouldn’t do a lot of things.” She crossed the balcony, stealing the cigarette to take a drag herself. He watched her then, eyes flicking with something raw. “You’ll destroy me,” he said finally, voice low. Lilith’s heart clenched. “You think I haven’t already been destroyed?” That silenced him. She pressed closer, sliding the cigarette from his hand, setting it aside. “Maybe we’re both already ruined. So what does it matter if we burn each other?”

Keeping the previous book on the shelf I glanced for another book. "What is it amore, didn't like your book?" Alesso asked with a smug look making me narrow my eyes at him. "No, it was fine but I am in no mood to read that type of book right now." I looked back at the shelf and he hummed in response. While glancing I looked that all books were filled with only smut. I was confused, who only has smut books on their shelf. Looking back at Alesso I see him trying to keep a straight face.