Cinta Aisyah Novels & Stories

But these days, he found his attention drifting towards another fellow—Aisha, a renewable power engineer from Morocco. Aisha became recognised for her dedication and intelligence, her historical past in developing easy strength solutions for rural regions drawing admiration from all who labored together with her. Rafiq had long admired her determination, but over the past weeks, something had shifted. Their discussions about sustainable practices, the demanding situations they faced, and their shared hopes for a brighter future had slowly deepened, revealing a connection that went beyond professional recognition.

33 am I saw a slight glimpse of A'ishah the day before yesterday, but she was fragile and difficult to convince. Baasima is gorgeous compared to A'ishah at the moment, and she is easy to befriend….Baasima is a crystal-clear girl, and with her, it won't take long. Then came another email in the middle of December: Dec 14 12.18 pm from Islamabad to Manchester Hmm, tell me that how is your sweety girlfriend I miss her a lot

I encircled his neck with my arms in a tight hug, after which I cupped his face looking into his brown eyes. Silence fell and all we did was stare as we allowed memories fill our minds, smiling as I remebered how jealous I used to be seeing him with Rina I rested my forehead on his , my fingers running through his cheeks, I looked at him and his eyes were still on me, he didn't blink , from his eyes, I looked at his lips, then his eyes again, without waiting, I took his lower lip feeling the softness of it and I felt him parting his lips allowing me in, giving me access, leaving the lower lip, I took the upper sucking it gently, I drew closer to him, and he held my head kissing me back, he

And for once, she didn’t pull away. Didn’t push him back. Instead, she tilted her head up, just slightly— And that was all it took. Zayn’s fingers slid beneath her chin, tilting her face toward his. His touch was gentle, but his eyes were anything but. Then he kissed her. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t desperate. It was slow, deliberate—a promise wrapped in warmth. Ayesha melted. For the first time in years, she let herself feel. Let herself forget about the war, the betrayals, the weight of everything they had lost.

Seemed like a lot had changed judging from Ayesha's round belly since they had last seen each other after they joined the CIA when they were discharged from any together. "A lot has happened huh?" Alexander said referring to her belly and he couldn't help but think of Isla's wife her belly swell en with their baby and he was going to make it damn sure to do his very best to get her back. "Well yea, I found the love of my life. His name is Sarim, he is a baker" she said, her ages all dreary as she thought about her lover. Alexander wondered if that's what he looked like when he thought about Isla.

Keysa said honestly. Aiys immediately hugged Keysa, "It's okay," said Aiys with tears in her eyes. "So the walk?" asked Keysa. Aiys immediately nodded quickly, "Yokk," Aiys spirit. Keysa and Aiys came out of the Promise Soul cafe. "How could I turn down the opportunity left with you," Keysa said quietly. No matter how hard a man will fall in front of the woman he loves Aiys returns home when orange sparkles fall on the blue sky. A day spent with Keysa is still not enough for him. Aiys brought a lot of things home, not royal but Keysa's gift.

Her moans were simply driving him crazy and he increased his speed, moving in and out faster and harder as she screamed out his name seductively. Ashton simply loved her to the moon and back. He never imagined that one day, he will be driven by sex and that all his reasons and his proud self-control will be reduced to zero. But he loved Maya so much that every time he thought of her, his cold heart always melts into a mess. At his climax, Ashton called out her name in a deep baritone voice, emptying all his 'junk' in her. He did not pull out immediately after his release but he hugged her and planted gentle kisses on her forehead and her cheeks.

His lips still linked with hers. Aisha hated herself that her body still dances to her husband's music. Oh God, this man knew her weak spot. He knew just how to.... she moaned in pleasure as he kissed her neckline. He tried pulling up her gown... "Stop...",Aisha whispered, she pushed him away but he was still trying to kiss her. "Stop,you bastard...let me fucking go" she got down from the bed adjusting her slim fitted gown "Aisha don't cuss at me....you know I don't...."

She started to cum, but he held on, holding back his explosion as he drove into her deeper and faster. Finally, he rolled, taking her with him, until she found herself lying beneath him. His cock was still embedded deeply in her pussy as he gazed down at her. This was Aishwarya, his beloved Aishwarya that he had always dreamt of rescuing after that night. He drove his throbbing stalk deeply into her body.

Many beautiful women entangled them. Luis Park nose bleeds. 'Ah...' My dream to become a tycoon is going to happen! I don't know why but I'm stopping all of my revenge! This love! This love! Hahaha! 'This man is wicked!' Aisha thought. This Aisha is a bit different. She doesn't like men the most! She is a boyish one! "Ah!" Luis Park shouted. He shouted not because of this sudden encounter but Aisha pinched him.