Novel & Cerita Allure Head Over Heels

We sat in silence for a few seconds then she began with fake seriousness l. "What if it's my mom? She could be in labour? Or what if George Clooney came to our house and proposed to her?" Disbelief. I stared at her in disbelief. "Neenee's not even almost pregnant! And George Clooney? Really? Bitch please!" i retorted and her response was her staring at me like I was extremely stupid just like I was her a moment ago. "Kleo," she started out slowly like she was trying to explain something to a retard, "you can't be almost pregnant. You either are, or you aren't."

That made Heart crazy as her hips were shaking. “Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, Master!” She was moaning and held his head as she was about to reach the climax. She could feel the tingling sensation. “Ahhhhh! I feel like I am in heaven now, waaaaa, I am about to explode, Master Cullen Lee!” Heart continued moaning and screaming. Her body and hips kept on moving because she was about to cum. She closed her eyes. “Ahhhhhh, ahhh, ahhhhhhhhhh!” She exploded her juice and then Cullen Lee licked everything.

she whispered, though her voice milky soft. Jules didn’t pull away. Instead, she tilted her head, pressing closer, deepening the kiss. Aria’s hands flew up almost instinctively, tangling in Jules’ hair, clutching her shoulders, holding on as if she could keep from floating away. The warmth of their bodies pressed together, knees brushing, hips aligning naturally as Aria felt a strange, irresistible pull.

“He wants to do it in a romantic way. You know perfumed candles and flowers. He just gifted me a set of sexie*st lingerie! Can you believe that?” “Ooh! You are lucky, Aurelia.” She could detect jealousy in her friend’s voice. “I know, honey.” Aurelia laughed while looking out of the window, “He is so handsome that I can’t just wait to …” “Oh. Ok ok.” Her friend interfered suddenly, “Now tell me your plans about that long drive.” “Umm. Who else is going?” “Just us.” There was disappointment in Aurelia’s eyes. She wanted more audience for showing off about her engagement and the handsome Prince.

♡Arielle’s POV♡ ‘He… He kissed my head!’ Blood rushed to my face, and I could only gape at him, too stunned to speak. Again, thank the moon goddess for brown skin; otherwise, I would have been so embarrassed if he saw even the faintest shade of red on my cheeks. The beating of my heart was another thing I was worried about. It drummed so hard that I was afraid he was going to hear it with his supernatural hearing ability. I felt I should be angry at what he did, but the fluttery feelings in my chest said otherwise.

"Do little girls wear over 12 layers of material just to walk down the freaking aisle. Ugh!" Aurelie giggled at her, putting her pen away. Zephyr pounded on the ceiling to notify Antonio who was waiting patiently for the King's signal. He opened the door for the King and Consort. Getting out Zephyr extended his hand to Belle to help her out. She gave him a stare that told him he was very in trouble. "You are so dead! I am going to make your day miserable!" He raised and eyebrow and gave her a smirk. "Bring it on ma petite, I love a good challenge."

she asked, “or redemption?” “Maybe both.” Their movements fell into place…her silver dress catching gold light, the slow turn of violins covering a tension neither dared voice. “You look…” Adrian began, then stopped himself. “Strong. I won’t use clichés.” “Good. You lost that privilege,” she murmured, but her lips curved. For a brief, dangerous second, the room faded until only the rhythm mattered. Luca’s gaze followed every motion, expression unreadable. The First Crack Halfway through the second song, lights shimmered—the faintest flicker across the chandeliers. Barely noticeable, except to trained senses.

A mysterious, alluring woman had shared his bed. But now, she was gone. Adam frowned. "She left without even asking for her tip?" Shaking the thought away, he strode into the bathroom. Glancing at his reflection in the mirror, the scratches on his neck and body made him chuckle darkly. “A feisty little kitten.” It was the first time he had encountered a woman who was so rough and bold, practically fighting him for dominance. Usually, Adam wouldn’t even entertain a ‘gift’ like her, but the alcohol had muddled his senses that night.

I want them to know that your whims are backed by my blood. He leaned down, biting the sensitive cord of my neck just hard enough to make me gasp, his hands sliding possessively over my hips. "Go out today. Buy the world if you have to. If the bill doesn't make my accountant sweat, I'll be disappointed. An hour later, I was standing in the center of 'The Crystal Atrium,' the city’s most exclusive shopping avenue. I was enjoying the quiet anonymity of the morning, browsing through a rack of silk blouses in a high-end boutique, when the air in the room suddenly turned sour.

Skip Arella is a fucking wet dream! HER EAGERNESS made me harder, that I never imagined it was possible. Her smell, the scorching effect of her touch, and the softness of her curves were such a powerful aphrodisiac. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and her legs snaked around my waist as I carried her blindly towards my bedroom. I was still busy worshiping her sweet, plump, and swollen lips. The hardness of my cock pressed against my jeans was torture. The blood rushing to my head dizzied me, but more blood rushing to my other head was beyond my control, and there was absolutely nothing that could cool down the lust raging inside me.