Novel & Cerita Adn Perfecto

He ghosted his fingertips over the expanse of his chest and tummy as Adom gasped and whimpered from the light touches. "Please," Adom said as he watched Sebestian above him. He reached out for Sebestian slacks, indicating that he wanted them off. Sebestian helped him as he pulled them down and threw them away. Adom moaned at the sight before him. Tall, handsome, and strong. He was everything a man wished for. He was perfect in every way, and he wanted him even more. His body wanted him even more. The sandalwood scent was making him dizzy with need. He reached out to grab Sebestian and pull him down on top of him. He kissed Sebestian vigorously as their tongues glided against each other. Soft

she continued, voice barely above the rain, “the only thing I was afraid of was never getting the chance to choose you again.” His chest tightened. “Lisa…!!” She reached for him then, fingers curling into the front of his shirt, not pulling him close….just anchoring herself. “I don’t want perfect,” she said. “I want honest. I want this—whatever this is—messy and real.” Grey rested his forehead against hers, breath mingling, rain blurring the space between them. “You have me,” he said. “No filters. No omissions. Even the parts I hate.”

“She’s our mate. I had let the most primal instinct take over me in anger and my mind conjured up this image of our mate. Isn’t she the most beautiful female?” His question seemed idiotic to me as my eyes stared at the raw beauty of our mate. “She is the most beautiful and exotic female, I have gotten the pleasure to ever lay my eyes on. Her long brunette hair are so tempting that I want to run my fingers in them, Adie. That smile of hers' would be the death of me, I swear on the goddess.” I reply with my eyes closed.

The score was neck and neck, they just needed 2 more points to beat the other team and if someone could score the perfect touchdown, it would win the game indefinitely. We all held our breath as the ball was tossed to Avery and he got into position to huck it over the defence line to Aiden who rushed to the other side of the field with blinding speed. It was a perfect pass made by Avery that he caught with ease and went to make a break for it instantly. “Yes, go, Aiden!” I screamed across the field.

A fact which filled me with a sense of pride and power. When Aden came in, I completely blanked him, eyes fixed firmly on the comic book Carlos had suggested. It was actually pretty good. I knew it was Aden because I could smell him getting off the elevator. I didn’t even know that they made Eddie Bauer’s Pure anymore, but he had apparently found enough to bathe in the stuff. It was a crisp, pleasant smell, but I was training myself to hate it.

I made a beeline towards my choice while both the guys are still trying to tamp down their shock. I run my hand slowly along the matte black frame of the MTT 420RR. She’s beautiful. Lethal. Perfect. “I’ll take this one,” I say calmly, all girly sweetness I fawn breathily...“She is soooo pretty.” Silence. A roll of eyes. Typical masculine exasperation. Then— “Absolutely not,” Adriano says immediately.

Or maybe it was because the love was still there. My silence finally made her sense that something was wrong. "Babe, what's wrong?" she asked again. "You seem unhappy." I didn't answer. I simply handed her my phone. On the screen was the pregnancy report and Leo's caption beneath it. Her eyes fell on the display, and the smile on her face froze instantly, replaced by stunned silence and unease. Then, as if she'd quickly pieced together an excuse, she spoke carefully. "Leo has always wanted a child of his own. You know that his wife never gave him any children before she passed away. He said he doesn't want to remarry in this lifetime, and randomly impregnating someone would be illegal.

Face impassive, I replied, "Go ahead. After all, someone spent considerable effort making it." I had barely finished speaking when Melissa Barker's eyes reddened. "Marissa, I truly didn't mean for this to happen! I worked overtime till 11 last night to place an order for this banner, so I must have accidentally sent them the wrong thing since it was so late. I'm genuinely sorry!" Before I could say anything, my boyfriend, Liam Yarrow, was already frowning. "Marissa, it's just a name. There's no need to make things difficult for Mel. Just pretend that it's your name on there and stop kicking up a fuss."

“I have to go now. We would talk some other time.” “Why the hurry?” “My role model is up on stage, competing. I need to see her win and learn more from her.” “A student from your school?” “No, from yours.” Ayo was confused. ‘My school? Is she referring to Nightingale? How did…’ “Hey!” Anu waved a hand in front of Ayo’s eye to gain her attention. “Senior Perfect from your school.” “Okay, you know her?” Ayo asked and quickly added, “Of course you would.”

--- “Because I believe it.” She held his gaze. --- “And if you’re wrong?” --- Silence. --- Because that— That was the real question. --- Not hope. Not intention. --- Reality. --- --- Adrian didn’t look away. --- “Then we deal with it,” he said. --- Her brows pulled together slightly. --- “That’s not a plan.” --- “It is.” --- A pause. --- “It’s just not a perfect one.” --- --- Something in her chest shifted. --- Because perfection— Perfection had never been real.