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Priest (Priest, #1)
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avg rating 3.53 — 275,209 ratings — published 2015
Heartless (Chestnut Springs, #2)
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avg rating 4.35 — 652,947 ratings — published 2022
Lights Out (Into Darkness, #1)
by (shelved 50 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.06 — 774,484 ratings — published 2024
Ruthless Creatures (Queens & Monsters, #1)
by (shelved 46 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.01 — 128,342 ratings — published 2021
Wrong (Cafe, #1)
by (shelved 46 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.81 — 51,577 ratings — published 2015
Knight (Unfinished Hero, #1)
by (shelved 45 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.91 — 57,062 ratings — published 2012
Glitch (Next Level, #1)
by (shelved 42 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.75 — 32,262 ratings — published 2022
Praise (Salacious Players Club, #1)
by (shelved 41 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.09 — 275,107 ratings — published 2022
Sugar Daddies (Paperback)
by (shelved 40 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.79 — 51,143 ratings — published 2016
Bared to You (Crossfire, #1)
by (shelved 40 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.12 — 557,249 ratings — published 2012
Beautiful Bastard (Beautiful Bastard, #1)
by (shelved 39 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.88 — 229,339 ratings — published 2013
Your Dad Will Do (A Touch of Taboo, #1)
by (shelved 37 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.59 — 57,475 ratings — published 2020
Willing Victim (Flynn and Laurel, #1)
by (shelved 37 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.73 — 10,726 ratings — published 2010
It Happened One Summer (Bellinger Sisters, #1)
by (shelved 36 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.88 — 768,759 ratings — published 2021
Dirty Billionaire (The Dirty Billionaire Trilogy, #1)
by (shelved 36 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.84 — 44,007 ratings — published 2015
For the Fans (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 35 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.27 — 106,137 ratings — published 2023
Flawless (Chestnut Springs, #1)
by (shelved 35 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.00 — 773,251 ratings — published 2022
Degradation (The Kane Trilogy, #1)
by (shelved 34 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.05 — 17,800 ratings — published 2014
Reasonable Doubt: Volume 1 (Reasonable Doubt, #1)
by (shelved 34 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.03 — 44,601 ratings — published 2014
Sinner (Priest, #2)
by (shelved 32 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.89 — 95,038 ratings — published 2018
Dark Notes (Paperback)
by (shelved 32 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.91 — 44,320 ratings — published 2016
Protecting What's His (Line of Duty, #1)
by (shelved 32 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.73 — 27,424 ratings — published 2013
Butcher & Blackbird (The Ruinous Love Trilogy, #1)
by (shelved 31 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.00 — 704,770 ratings — published 2023
Pucking Around (Jacksonville Rays, #1)
by (shelved 30 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.72 — 238,661 ratings — published 2023
The Ritual (L.O.R.D.S., #1)
by (shelved 30 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.04 — 392,596 ratings — published 2021
American Queen (New Camelot Trilogy, #1)
by (shelved 30 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.81 — 69,476 ratings — published 2016
Motorcycle Man (Dream Man, #4)
by (shelved 29 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.37 — 59,021 ratings — published 2012
Reckless (Chestnut Springs, #4)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.34 — 488,854 ratings — published 2023
Eyes on Me (Salacious Players Club, #2)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.03 — 162,253 ratings — published 2022
Captivated (Kindle Edition)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.81 — 9,683 ratings — published 2018
Welcome to the Dark Side (The Fallen Men, #2)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.09 — 34,615 ratings — published 2018
Vicious (Sinners of Saint, #1)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.92 — 173,305 ratings — published 2016
The Score (Off-Campus, #3)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.11 — 768,184 ratings — published 2016
Breach (Breach, #1)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.92 — 9,223 ratings — published 2013
Reflected in You (Crossfire, #2)
by (shelved 28 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.29 — 369,121 ratings — published 2012
Give Me More (Salacious Players Club, #3)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.14 — 130,050 ratings — published 2022
Twisted Love (Twisted, #1)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.70 — 1,803,136 ratings — published 2021
Follow (Audible Audio)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.85 — 11,593 ratings — published 2017
Egomaniac (Paperback)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.19 — 52,591 ratings — published 2017
Dirty Pleasures (The Dirty Billionaire Trilogy, #2)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.93 — 32,282 ratings — published 2015
Prick (A Step Brother Romance, #1)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.79 — 17,025 ratings — published 2015
Try (Temptation, #1)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.12 — 27,100 ratings — published 2013
Night Owl (Night Owl, #1)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.99 — 17,937 ratings — published 2013
After Hours (ebook)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.84 — 6,991 ratings — published 1993
Reaper's Property (Reapers MC, #1)
by (shelved 27 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.05 — 61,532 ratings — published 2013
Liars Like Us (Morally Gray, #1)
by (shelved 26 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 4.00 — 34,058 ratings — published 2023
God of Malice (Legacy of Gods, #1)
by (shelved 26 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.90 — 333,294 ratings — published 2022
Want Me (Extracurricular Activities, #1)
by (shelved 26 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.97 — 17,942 ratings — published 2019
Officer Off Limits (Line of Duty, #3)
by (shelved 26 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.93 — 16,292 ratings — published 2013
Haunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #1)
by (shelved 25 times as dirty-talk)
avg rating 3.93 — 991,474 ratings — published 2021
“Sloane gasped at the amazing sensation. At the stretch and pull. Had anything felt so good in the history of ever? Their eyes met when he was fully inside. He felt it too. How perfect this all was.
Then they were kissing again as August slid in and out of her in a slow, perfect rhythm. His fingers rubbed against her clit. She was so close. So close.
But the couch's width only allowed a certain amount of movement. She needed more. She hummed her frustration. Her hum increased in volume when he slid out of her without returning.
"Shh," he murmured. Then, before she could blink, she was draped over the arm of the couch and he was thrusting into her from behind.
Oh, wow. This was better. She hadn't thought that was possible, but she was thrilled to be proven wrong. This angle allowed him to go deeper. Fill her completely. He twisted his hips, changing the angle slightly. It was too much. Perfect. Unyielding.
She turned her head for another wild, incandescent kiss. He filled his hands with her breasts, alternatively massaging and pinching her nipples. Through it all, his hips never stopped their magical motion. Sensations were bombarding her from every angle, leaving her gasping for air.
"Touch yourself," he commanded in her ear. It didn't occur to her to argue. Even as he continued to thrust in and out of her, she eagerly slid her fingers between her slick folds, coating her digits in her wetness.
Pleasuring herself was nothing new. Men were often temporary, but vibrators were forever. But this, being with August while she saw to her own pleasure, was amazing. Her clit, now so sensitive, sent bolts of feeling through her as she rubbed it the way she'd mastered over the years.
"That's right. Get yourself off while you ride my dick." His low, deep voice in her ear spurred her on as he twisted her right nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her body. She cried out in ecstasy as she moved in tandem with him, pushing her hips down as he thrust inside her. She wanted to give him all that he was giving her. His tortured groan was everything she wanted to hear.
"My dick loves how wet you are.”
― A Legend in the Baking
Then they were kissing again as August slid in and out of her in a slow, perfect rhythm. His fingers rubbed against her clit. She was so close. So close.
But the couch's width only allowed a certain amount of movement. She needed more. She hummed her frustration. Her hum increased in volume when he slid out of her without returning.
"Shh," he murmured. Then, before she could blink, she was draped over the arm of the couch and he was thrusting into her from behind.
Oh, wow. This was better. She hadn't thought that was possible, but she was thrilled to be proven wrong. This angle allowed him to go deeper. Fill her completely. He twisted his hips, changing the angle slightly. It was too much. Perfect. Unyielding.
She turned her head for another wild, incandescent kiss. He filled his hands with her breasts, alternatively massaging and pinching her nipples. Through it all, his hips never stopped their magical motion. Sensations were bombarding her from every angle, leaving her gasping for air.
"Touch yourself," he commanded in her ear. It didn't occur to her to argue. Even as he continued to thrust in and out of her, she eagerly slid her fingers between her slick folds, coating her digits in her wetness.
Pleasuring herself was nothing new. Men were often temporary, but vibrators were forever. But this, being with August while she saw to her own pleasure, was amazing. Her clit, now so sensitive, sent bolts of feeling through her as she rubbed it the way she'd mastered over the years.
"That's right. Get yourself off while you ride my dick." His low, deep voice in her ear spurred her on as he twisted her right nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her body. She cried out in ecstasy as she moved in tandem with him, pushing her hips down as he thrust inside her. She wanted to give him all that he was giving her. His tortured groan was everything she wanted to hear.
"My dick loves how wet you are.”
― A Legend in the Baking
“Alec groaned as I curled my fingers around him, guiding him to my entrance. He slid in, just an agonizing inch, letting his tip graze me, giving me a preview of what was to come.
"Is this going to take all night?" I gasped as he pushed in a little deeper, but still not all the way in. "Because I would really prefer to keep things moving along."
"Why, do you have somewhere else more important to be?"
His grin was teasing, but his pupils dilated as I raised my hips to meet him, greedily commanding him to sink deeper.
"No, but you do." I moaned, as he did another circling motion at my entrance, teasing me, driving me wild. "Alec. You need to be inside me. Right now. Please."
The teasing grin disappeared, and in one swift motion, he plunged into me.
"God, Ellie," he breathed out. "You feel amazing."
He was hot and hard and slick, and felt so good. The cords on his neck stood out as he growled, straining to stay still, but I wriggled my hips to take him farther in. Alec let out another groan and began to move, sliding in and out slowly at first, the delicious friction between our bodies nearly sending me into oblivion, then faster, harder, as our sighs and his moans and my pleas of "more" filled the room. Our mouths found each other again, fusing and devouring, as he began to lose control, and before long, I was rocking and shivering against him, as his body shuddered together with mine.
And this time, I had truly died and gone to heaven.”
― Salty, Spiced, and a Little Bit Nice
"Is this going to take all night?" I gasped as he pushed in a little deeper, but still not all the way in. "Because I would really prefer to keep things moving along."
"Why, do you have somewhere else more important to be?"
His grin was teasing, but his pupils dilated as I raised my hips to meet him, greedily commanding him to sink deeper.
"No, but you do." I moaned, as he did another circling motion at my entrance, teasing me, driving me wild. "Alec. You need to be inside me. Right now. Please."
The teasing grin disappeared, and in one swift motion, he plunged into me.
"God, Ellie," he breathed out. "You feel amazing."
He was hot and hard and slick, and felt so good. The cords on his neck stood out as he growled, straining to stay still, but I wriggled my hips to take him farther in. Alec let out another groan and began to move, sliding in and out slowly at first, the delicious friction between our bodies nearly sending me into oblivion, then faster, harder, as our sighs and his moans and my pleas of "more" filled the room. Our mouths found each other again, fusing and devouring, as he began to lose control, and before long, I was rocking and shivering against him, as his body shuddered together with mine.
And this time, I had truly died and gone to heaven.”
― Salty, Spiced, and a Little Bit Nice
