Aggressive Love Novels & Stories

I don't want this kind of feeling. "What?! Ash! Let go of me!" I shouted at him, but he acted as if he hadn't heard me at all. "Your eyes. It's beautiful but it feels strange," Ash said, then he grip my chin. I tried to move my face away from his grip. But he tightened his grip on my chin more and forced my face to face him. He stared at me for a few more minutes. Isn't he tired? He kept on staring at me from the beginning! He quickly kissed my lips, at which point my eyes widened in shock. He kissed me aggressively, and it became more aggressive as time passed as if he was so eager on my lips, similar to the personality of the person who is currently kissing me., rough, and dispassionate.

he mumbled under his breath, but before I could comprehend what was happening, his lips captured mine brutally. I tried to pull away, but his grip on my wrists tightened, making escape impossible. His kiss was more of an aggressive attack on my lips, fierce and unrelenting. His lips claimed mine as if he wanted to brand me, possess me entirely. His tongue pushed into my mouth, exploring every corner, every crevice. It was a battle for dominance, and he was determined to win. His taste was intoxicating, a mixture of whiskey and something uniquely Vincenzo. Our teeth occasionally grazed in our aggressive exchange, his body pressed harder against mine, pinning me further to the wall. I could fe

I said, my voice thick with desire. I began to move faster against her, my body desperately seeking hers. Her nails dug into my skin. "I'm sorry," she cried for me to stop. We had never made love like this before. It wasn’t gentle, it wasn’t kind, it was raw and aggressive. And now she’d never forget it. I had made my mark on her. The moment it was all over and the silence crept in, I felt it, that shift, something dark settled over me.

“With you, I'm a bit gentle because I keep reminding myself that I shouldn't hurt you. I shouldn't…scare you away. Right? So no, I wasn't this way with them. And I certainly didn't bring them breakfast in bed either.” Hearing him say he's gentle with me makes me wonder if I learnt the meaning of that word wrongly. Because he's anything but gentle. The way he takes me is like a ravenous beast pouncing on its favorite prey. There's never any gentleness. Not that I'm complaining, no. On the contrary, I love it. I love the aggressiveness he fucks me with. I love it when he makes me scream his name. I love the deafening sounds of our skins slapping against each other.

Punch the wall so hard that the hand also begins to appear with blood. “Just because that woman treated me like that. My mother also died because of you, I will not forgive you in this life." Daniel's eyes were now filled with only hatred. He overturned over everything in the room, flipped all the gift on the table that Mr. James had given him before, and screamed. Until started to get tired and fell on the bed. Daniel looked at the ceiling, his mood now starting to cool down a bit. Then Daniel remembered the person from earlier. The angry look from before was now sarcastic.

YOUR LOVE IS ALL I NEED TO FEEL COMPLETE Annika's pov : Before I could understand anything he put his one hand on my waist slowly & pushed me to him. He tightened his grip ...I was feeling that my Heart breath going very faster than ever ..It looks like that my Heart will be out from my Body. His one touch make me so much numb. He came near me slowly ...He took my Hair strands away from my face gently..I gasped. God plz help me.

And that question was answered with a kiss. He kissed me so hard, hot, hungry, while his hand flowed like a molten steel down my body, his arm tightened around me , I wrapped my hands around his neck bringing him closer to my body, leaving no space between us, I ached for more but was brought back to my senses. I pushed him away "This isn't right" "Lucy am sorry, I didn't mean to rush you but am really in love with you,I can't stop thinking about you, it okay if you don't give me an answer now, I will give enough time to think about it okay"

"Jasmine, in case I tell you that I like you and I want you to be my special someone to love. Will there be anyone who might get mad?" She stand up for the serious question but she took a wrong step so he slowly fell down. Inadvertently Jake pulled her hand away. As she turned back facing the soldier she lost her right balance again in her stance and sank into Jake's chest. She got more turned on to inhaled Jake's fragrant scent. As it was a very neat man she ever knew. It has been exposed to the heat of the sun and is sweating but its fragrant smell remains. One of Jasmine's favorite things about a man is being physically clean. This handsome yet clean body thrill factor that Jake has. She

Celine gasped, jolting forward. Before she could finish, Adrian's hand shot out like a viper. He grabbed the man by the collar of his expensive suit, yanking him half out of his chair. "You touch her again," Adrian murmured, his voice low and laced with cold fury, "and you leave here without your hands." The killer energy in his eyes was unmistakable, raw, a power that silenced the immediate area. The investor, controlled by wine or absolute idiocy, sneered and reached for Celine's arm again, his grip bruising.

Misha spat out bitterly and I wanted to tell her that she was wrong but in a way she was right as well. To be in this line of work you need to be cruel in order to protect your loved ones. Showing love is a sign of weakness. Being in love means you will get hurt in the end not by the hands of the people you love but your enemies’. “Who the fuck is this man, Jemma? And why were you hugging him crying like this?” Killian spat out as he advanced on Misha and tried to hold her arm but he didn’t get the chance to do so because in a second her bodyguard was in Killian’s face pushing him back.