Amour Véritable Novels & Stories

I whisper breathlessly when we pull away. “ I love you”, he whispers back. My Aphrodisiac. We don't return home after. Marcello takes us back where it all began; his penthouse. That night, our passion is unhurried. We savour it like we have a lifetime to do so. He kissed every part of me so delicately, that the feeling of his lips became permanently seared into my bones. When we moaned together, the city bore us witness and with every rhythmic joining of our bodies, we sealed our fate. Forever and always.

Her chestnut hair spilled over the pillow as I traced her skin with reverence, trailing kisses over her neck and down. I could feel her surrender, but it wasn't submission It was trust. Trust I had to earn back. "Je t'adore," I whispered. "You're everything, mon cœur." (I adore you... my heart) She let out a breath, arching into me. This wasn't just about sex anymore. This was something primal that connected us on a level I couldn't explain.

smiling when told to him "I'm sorry joy but I don't like you" he said carefully, tears suddenly formed in my eyes "because i love you" heard when he said "what" shocked if said he touched my cheek so we could stare "I love you" he said once again then kiss me I responded to his kiss and he pulled me closer to him. his hand crawled to my chest and gently stroked it "shit" i curse when he kiss me in my neck he immediately took off my clothes and kissed my breast, when he tried to remove my bra I immediately stopped him

Downstairs. When I reach my ride Liam is leaning over the front door and chatting with someone through massaging. I am surprised by this attitude. Liam is also impressive and has a strange charm that attracts girls but he is still a virgin. Yup he is a virgin. He is saving himself for his mate. It’s not that he never had a girlfriend. He has his equal share of women including foreplay but he never goes beyond that.

the woman angrily asked him, getting the attention of everyone in the VIP lounge. “It’s true that I’m busy that’s why I could not answer nor reply at you. I’m in a business meeting right now.” Lyon answered in a calm tone. “We’re not even a couple, why are you making a scene here?” ‘Oh! That’s a TMI. The woman is angry yet they’re not even a couple. Well, I bet they have an another kind of relationship.’ The people in the VIP lounge started whispering at each other. “Isn’t that the model of branded products, Valerie Baeyens? And the guy is Lyon Hastings, the CEO of Hastings Construction. So, they really have a relationship? I thought it was a rumor.”

Ce simple geste suffit à faire calmer la jeune femme nerveuse. -Je t'ai donné ma parole mon amour, si ma mère essaie de vous faire du mal moi même je te conduirai chez ta mère et ta tante. lui promet Hendrick les yeux rivés aux siens. La jeune femme lui caresse tendrement le visage de sa main avant de se pencher pour déposer un chaste baiser sur ses lèvres. Un chaste baiser qu'il approfondie en tirant doucement les cheveux de la jeune femme. Un geste anodin qui a toujours l'effet d'exciter la jeune femme. À l'abri des regards indiscrets, dans cette habitacle aux vitres teintées, cette dernière entrelace ses doigts derrière la nuque de Hendrick, le ramenant plus près d'elle. Les mains de Hend

He turned to her with a grin, “I recognize I love you in Italian, and then again in French. And in English and Spanish.” She put her arm around his back, “Yes, in two hundred and fifty different languages to be exact. Le mur des Je T’aime or the wall of love.” He kissed the top of her head, “Thanks for bringing me here Love.” The French and their public etiquettes be dammed, as Amber wasn’t satisfied with that tame kiss from Leo. She turned to him, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket to roughly pull his lips against hers. He surrendered to her kiss immediately, immersed himself in it entirely. All of Paris disappeared around them and it was just the two of them. Leo’s hands tangled in h

It was like Damien had found a way into her heart, never to leave and she in turn was in his heart, never to let him go. This was how true love felt. They were complete in that one moment as they stared into each other's eyes. In that one moment when they silently promised to love one another forever. Céline realized they were finally connected, not by sex, not by money, but they were connected by true love and attraction. She pulled him up to his feet and he embraced her, pulling her tightly against his chest. She inhaled his scent and sighed. This was everything she wanted. Damien placed a long kiss on her forehead and whispered to the back of her red hair, "Thank you."

I stepped forward on autopilot, muscle memory taking over, I'd done this a thousand times, greet, dmile, make the right noises. Beatrice's cheeks were cool against my cheeks as I went in for the standard greeting of blowing kisses. She smelled like expensive perfume and wore a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Then Aurelio was there, standing so close I could feel the heat of him through the fabric of my dress. "You look beautiful, Camille," he said, his voice low and rough in a way that made my stomach flip. He said it quite casually, but with hidden inneundos under it and the way his eyes was glued to my body, he sure has hell meant it.

He kissed each one of them without missing one. "So beautiful." He muttered and kissed the one scar that I was insecure about. Tears pricked my eyes, but I forced them still. I really do love him; he's shown me to love my body the way it is, and he's shown me what true love is like. He moved even lower till he was face-to-face with my pussy. He hooked his thumbs under the elastic and slowly pulled it down. I shivered and leaned my head back into the pillow. He lightly kissed my thighs, and then I felt his breath on my core.