Amor Esta En El Aire Novels & Stories

~~~~~🔥🔥Mature Content 🔥🔥~~~~~ The air in the elevator became heavy as the two lovebirds set out to devour each other. Their breathing became heavy as they pulled apart to catch their breath. Amy closed her eyes tightly, trying to compose herself, but all she could feel was as if she were floating in a whole new world. “Open your eyes love,” Liam said, holding her cheeks to hold her head up. Amy slowly opened her eyes only to meet the fire of raw desire dancing Liam's eyes.

Levi maliciously pulls her closer to him: And if I don't? Anastasia: What do you mean if you don't?.. you don't have the right to do this in the first place, so let go of my hand and walk away He smiled sarcastically and said: I have no right!!?.. but this is what I have the most right. Do you know why?..because you are my Mate.. She raised her head to look at him questioningly and spoke: What do you mean by your Mate? Levi Bhiam as he melts in the magic of her eyes: My Mate, my life partner, my wife..

The hell how come that thing fits into mine. “Tonight, I need to perform well. I want to satisfy you,” he announced and slowly he moved forward in the bed like a dangerous predator. “every time we make love, I’ll make sure that you’ll give me that look in your eyes right now. You will crave for my touch, for my kiss, Mi Amor.” “No need for that. Cause’ I always crave for you, Alejandro.” And the wind blows from the open window. The room was dark, but a slit in the curtain let through just enough moonlight to bathe the air in a whisper of silver.

She could not explain how to feel blankets bunched between her body and her lover's; to be out of breath. "Te amo, Estefan. (I love you, Estefan.)" She kissed the tip of his nose. "Yo también te amo, Leticia. (I love you too, Leticia.)" He kissed her temple as he pulled her closer, making her lean to his muscled chest. When he tried to shut his eyes, Amaya appeared. 'This is wrong. I want to get my revenge on Amaya. But, why do I feel like I cheated on her?' his mind whispered.

Then he winked at her, making her smile as the musician reached the cue point and she started to sing to the mid tempo rhythm; What colour is the sky Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! You tell me that it’s red Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! Where should I put my shoes Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! You say put them on your head Ay mi amor!, Ay, mi amor! Inara looked straight at Lemuel who had his eyes glued to hers with a smirk across his lips as she sang the next part and by then, the people were clapping to the rhythm of the music.

Ava His gaze softens, and I notice a flicker in his eyes—something warm, something I didn't see coming. His lips form the tiniest smile, and my heart skips a beat. "Amore mio," he whispers, his voice heavy with feeling, "this is... this is the best news I've ever received..."

Which didn't help much. I'll be lucky if I don't get life. The car started to move when it turned the curve and I could see Angelica with Podolski hugging. Angelica waved goodbye and Podolski kept an arrogant smile on his face. If they think they're going to do well, they're wrong. They don't know the bad side of Liam Frey. P.V. MOON HARRISON Gabi caressed me in the hope that I would get some sleep, but after all that crying I couldn't feel a little dizzy and a pain in my chest.

"Bend over. I don't repeat my words." "You're not playing fair game, sir." "I don't like playing fair." "I'm not stopping you." "Or to spend more time with your new girlfriend?" "Don't tempt me, Ms. Martin." "Oh!!! I'm not doing anything, Mr. Johnson." "I fucking hate you." "Didn't you know it, Rose?" "It's over." "You never fail to make me speechless." "I know heaven's a thing; I feel it when you touch me." "You're mine."

You know it. "Now that Judy is back, I do not have to lie," he said, chuckling softly. "I do not love you, Astrid!" He shouted loudly, spreading his arms in the air, as if he had been enslaved and endangered but had now been freed; as if I had forced him to love me.

The air was charged with electricity, the promise of what was to come hanging between us like a delicate promise. Once inside, Lobo turned to me, his eyes smoldering with desire. The space was bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the curtains, creating an ethereal backdrop for our intimacy. He took a step closer, his fingers tracing the outline of my jaw before tangling in my hair. The kiss that followed was a slow, sweet exploration, a meeting of lips that spoke of longing and connection.