Novel & Cerita Amorous Jax

Jax groaned deeply and followed me over the edge, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with thick, hot ropes of cum — pulse after powerful spurt, filling me until it overflowed and leaked down my thighs. He stayed buried deep, holding me tight, kissing me slowly as we came down. “I love you,” he whispered against my lips, tongue brushing mine gently. “No matter how angry he is. No matter how complicated this gets. I’m never letting you go.” “I love you too,” I breathed, still fluttering around his cock. “We’ll figure it out. Together.” He kissed me again — deep, slow, full of promise. The storm with Ryan wasn’t over. But in Jax’s arms, with his cum leaking out of me and his heart beat

"She’s head over heels in love with you to actually leave. What is it they call it? Trauma bonding?" "She's a loyal puppy, mine in fact," Jax agreed, reaching for the joint Silver had rolled. "She wants a baby with me, by all means, and I don’t give a fuck about that. I’m ready to give her as many babies as she want. Because no matter what I do, she’ll always take me back for their sake. After all, I’m Jax Romano.” I watched them from my perch on the arm of the sofa, fascinated by this version of Jax. The real version, without the polish and performance.

“Isn’t this our lovely Amara?” Amara frowned, pulling her arm away as he reached out to touch her. She was in no mood for his usual flirtations—especially not after what had just happened with Damon. “What do you want, Austin?” she grumbled, trying to keep her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. Austin inhaled deeply, his eyes darkening as his wolf stirred within him. “Damn, Amara, you have an intoxicating scent,” he grunted, his voice thick with desire. Amara took a step back, her frown deepening.

Because the sagwa, the size of the body and the mamacho. "Eh, why you?" “It’s okay on my part. Jackylyn is my fiancée, aside from that, we were the first here. As a matter of fact, Odessa, I rented the entire amusement park for the woman I love because she likes it. ” He bit his lip so hard. It is not obvious that Frahisto hit him face to face today. Everyone is silent. No one appealed. No one entered. The only ones just buzzing around, are the rides. Light and darkness have taken over. It was as if his heart was grieving the pain in those moments and wanted to run it away. To him Frahisto at first, eh! To him it is! They didn't even jugjug in bed, but it was still his.

“No matter what.” In the cheap motel room, their passion ignited again. They made love slowly at first, savoring every touch. Jax took his time exploring her body with his hands and mouth, bringing her to the edge repeatedly until she was begging for release. When he finally slid inside her, it was deep and intense, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. They came together, whispering “I love you” like a vow. But their peace was fragile. As they continued driving in a different, less conspicuous car that Jax had stashed earlier, his burner phone buzzed with a message from Reaper:

Jade leaned closer and whispered, “Would you like me to teach you the hard way, again, that you cannot make me do anything?” “Fine,” she grunted, raising her hands up to indicate defeat. “I have a question,” she asked, staring at Jade who was staring blankly back. “What's your deal with Shawn?” Jade arched her brow. “My deal? With Shawn?” “Yeah. Do you love him? Like love him?” she asked, stressing the love in the second question. “Ewww no!” “Good! Because I do. I love Shawn Beckett,” she confessed, her voice unwavering. Confidence was her strong fort.

Jia smiled at her softly and waved Sebestian on, winding her arm with Ammy's and leaning in to speak lowly to her. "Don't be too distraught, Ammy. You're nearing your heat, yes?" Ammy blushed and glanced ahead at Sebestian, checking that she was out of hearing range. "Oh, yes. It's next month, in fact. Is that a problem?" Jia squeezed her arm and snapped her fan open, speaking behind it. "Of course not, dear. It's quite ideal, actually. Your scent will be more alluring to suitors and the promise of a heat so close to the honeymoon is exciting for all involved."

he teased. “Says The Chad Stoneface.” She countered. “ Six whole days you're all brood and the last you've transformed into an absolutely different person.” “Well, it's Christmas and I got something great this year.” “Oh really boss, and what could that be?” He leaned in so close to her ear that she could smell his cologne. And then his lips tugged slightly as he whispered. “You. Santa gave me a Jasmine for Christmas.” Jasmine's heart raced, she could feel her heart doing an awkward somersault. She looked at Chad again making sure this was real and she hadn't misheard him. He had a mischievous smile on his face.

"Okay. I give up. Our situation may be different. Our parents are unlike. That's why I can't blame you.." Jaz also turned around. Now we are talking face to face. Suddenly the surroundings became quiet, and we just looked at each other. "How are you and Gwen? She likes you, right?" Abruptly my mood swung when the topic altered as well. Why did Jaz swiftly think of Gwen? "Yeah, but the feelings are not mutual. I'm not capable of loving, Jaz.." "Why? Is there someone who can be that aromantic or perhaps so sad that they deprived themselves of happiness?" Her forehead furrowed. It was fun to watch her closely. Her face was spotless, flawless, and, I think, soft too.

He is your priority, your passion and your everything. This is the kind of love that every girl or woman wants. That deep and selfless love. Be it a working woman or your normal day girl--at some point in your life, you do dream of that selfless love. And my dream came to life in form of Akshay. Our relationship started with abhor and it turned to amour. My Akshay- My Amour. {}