Another Word For Passionate Novels & Stories

If only she knew how pure and genuine his love for her is. "I wish you would just understand how much I love you and see that my love for you isn't just an illusion or lust. I feel genuine love for you." He emphasized in his words carefully. Emma got upset and pushed him away. "You always repeat the same thing over and over again! What Love! Why can't I see it. Why can't I feel this pure and genuine love you keep on saying you feel for me?" She said angrily. Damien got startled for a while by her sudden outburst before he composed himself.

I say and they all look at me wondering what I meant. I chuckle and walk up towards them sitting in their midst. They are all still gazing at me expectantly as I fiddle with my fingers. "So how the hell am I going to explain this to you right now?" I ask no one in particular and they are all staring at me with wonder. "How how can it be to hard to explain? You can just tell us in one word. Sweet, stunning, beautiful, blissful, unbelievable, ......." I chuckle. "And what if the answer is not among the options you gave?" I ask and they look at themselves before turning their attention back to me.

Alex My heart burned with a passionate fire as Martha's words pierced through me like a bolt of lightning. All I yearned for was to whisk her away in that very moment, to protect her from the world and make her mine. But I knew the complexities of our situation held me back, like invisible chains that bound my every move.

Even though I'm a horny girl I still get standards, and trust me they are pretty high. I'm in my current predicament because my business partners thought it would be nice to have our once in every month meeting this time at 'Passion' which they clearly know would be impossible and 'difficult' Passion is what anyone will call rich, expensive and everyone's fantasy. Not only was it built for the rich but even amongst the rich, not every rich person can enter. And luckily all my business partners have access to Passion so they thought it would be the best place this time. But here we are all horny and wanting to be anywhere else but in that hall, we choose to have our meeting.

—was a single word: RUN.

After composing herself, she met Joshua’s gaze and asked, “What are you doing, Joshua?” Joshua looked really pitiful. “I don’t want a divorce.” “And you’re using this method to force me not to go through the divorce?” Rain glared at him and clenched her fists. She always knew that Joshua loved Lily to an obsessive and extreme degree. She had once been envious and longed for it. Yet, when that obsessiveness was turned to her, she felt suffocated by it, so much so that anger and disgust rose in her. When the people downstairs kept calling for her to go home with him on Joshua’s behalf, those feelings reached a boiling point.

I whispered out, gasping. "Good?" "Amazing. Everything about you turns me on so much," I confessed in a dopey state. The unexpected rush of orgasm chemicals in my brain was making me even more lovesick. "Seriously, I feel like I'm on fire whenever you touch me." She looked surprised by my choice of words, so I quickly elaborated. "In like a good way though! It's hard to explain, but whenever you touch me, I feel flames." I attempted, but it was too difficult to describe what I was trying to say. "Never mind, I just mean I love it when you touch me, babe. It makes me super-hot."

Chris was shocked but pleased. "Yes. I do. It makes me get all squishy down there thinking about it." Chris liked the way she used the word 'squishy'. He knew what she meant, but he wanted to hear it come from her lips again. "Squishy?" "Yeah, Squishy. I get really squishy when I'm excited." Just to add a little emphasis, Beth raised a finger to her mouth and ran it over her lips letting her tongue sneak out and wet it.

“The way your tits bounce with every thrust is intoxicating.” I clutch him tighter, my body trembling with the intensity of our passion. It’s unlike the sex we had five years ago. Back then, it was just aggression, a desperate attempt to release his anger. Now, it’s different. It’s tender, filled with longing and passion, a connection of our souls.

I've been told I get a little zealous when I'm overcome with passion and lust. I don't want to lose it with Lillan. Not yet. "You drive me crazy" I breathed against her lips.