Amor Words Novels & Stories

I was reminded again, that how muscular his is, but not overly. If Brandon was surprised by of my bold act, he didn't show it or say anything about it. He just let me do whatever I was trying to do. It gave me courage to go on. I traced the words inked beautifully over his heart. For the first time I concentrated on reading the words- Amor Vincit omnia. Is it French? Or Spanish? I mentally noted to myself to G****e it later on. "Love conquer all." "Hmmm?", I asked, in daze, still tracing those cursive words.

She looked over to Luca. "Who is he, and why does he keep staring at me?" ****** Italian Vocabulary Amore means love. "Quindi sarà così che andrà?" means "so that's how it's going to be then?"

lots of love, amara<3

He inhaled with too much weight and he felt dizzy from the smell of alcohol on Theon's breath. "I waited this long to happen, wifey." He seems to be true to hcharcoal word it mentions. It was like needles that had pierced her heart and she couldn't stop crying. It hurts! “E-each night I’m hopelessly praying that maybe ... Maybe you could see me more than just a husband, that you love me too, that you also see my value. Because I, s-I love you so much Amara, ”his voice growled and there was no denying that it hurt so much.

Richard said as he pointed the gun at Miano. Nathan instantly placed Amore behind him. Goth moved behind Amore in case something happens, they could shield her. Amore was looking frightened at her mother… She looked into her mother’s eyes and at that instant, her mother looked back into hers. Her mother gave her a small smile as if to say… I love you, Amore… I LOVE YOU, my dear daughter. This is not your fault… tears ran down Amore’s cheeks as she mouthed the words. “I LOVE YOU, MOM!!! I LOVE YOU!”

, (you feel so good, so soft, so tight, so worth it). I return to kissing on her, and she throws her head back, exposing her neck openly to me. As I’m kissing and nipping at her, she moans out and it’s like she’s making a siren call to me that it’s time to move within her. Amory is so receptive to my thrusts, that in just a few, she’s crying out and her inner walls are choking my manhood within her! “Tan receptiva, mi Amor”, (so responsive, my love) I tell her as she cries out uncontrollably.

I asked him, he grinned ear to ear, "It's mean 'love' in Italian word," he kissed back of Maria's hand, "Are you from Italy?" I asked getting completely confused because he doesn't look like Italian, "Oh, No," he said while shaking his head, " I had learned different languages at college, so when I got learn about this, from that day onwards I started calling her Amore, first she got confused and also get mad thinking that I am cursing her in a different language but when she knows what's it's mean, she became all flushed and guilty " Harry laugh wholeheartedly, Maria turns fully red,

She rubbed her eyes and looked at me while my gaze wandered to the valley of her breast, subtly peeking out from my shirt. “Eyes up here!” As she snapped her fingers, my gaze immediately went back to her angelic, captivating face, a striking juxtaposition to her father’s battered, malevolent visage. Amorina means Little Love.” My thumb brushed over her lips. “I am not little,” she knitted her perfectly arched eyebrows, “and most definitely not your love!” ‘You are! You just don’t know yet. You can fucking deny all you want and run away from me or your feelings, but come hell or high water, I will claim you, Janet Corrigan!”

Something about that word pulled restless strings of my heart, creating a harmony with his beats. I slowed down and rotated my hips over him like he said. “Good girl… oh fuck... just like that… yeah…” Amor shut his eyes, groaning. My body was a mess. I could feel him getting harder, and I loved it. “Amor!” I moaned out, panting over him. “Yes, amoris…” “What does that word mean?” I asked, being on the brink of losing my control at any moment. He feels so good. I was about to come, but I wanted this to last a little longer. Not so soon.