Cupidos De Amor Novels & Stories

──────⊰·☆·⊱────── Jennifer was about to cum again, as Arthur and the guest moved with such synchronization, they seemed as one. As one thrust, the other stayed, slowly pulling back. Making the back and forth of her lovers, taking her again through a roller coaster of pleasure. If pleasure was a sin, then she would burn in hell. For her orgasm was so intense that it ended any reasonable thought. There remained no doubt that her partners were good lovers, for they found their release seconds later. When her spasms milked them dry, leaving them completely dry.

My friend is really in love. She excuses herself and goes to a corner to talk to her boyfriend. I watch her from afar, and her expressions are different. She gives several light smiles, and it's clear how he makes her feel. I think Cupid struck someone, and that makes me very happy. I couldn't wait for this to happen to her, and this is just the beginning.

He gently placed his finger on her lips and whispered, "Don’t think about anything... Just think about yourself... Think about me... Think about us... Hm?" Her eyes welled with tears. After enduring months without kindness, the tenderness he showed overwhelmed her. He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers, sucking on them with intense passion. Their movements grew wild, making them stumble. Revilla's back hit the wall as Alex continued kissing her with raw fervor. Their kiss turned messy and unrestrained. His hands gripped her waist, drawing a shaky moan from her lips. Breaking away for a moment, he placed a deep, lingering kiss on her neck.

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

Yes, in heaven no one noticed these things, and no one can keep a secret from the most powerful gods. In Cupido's castle, all the walls are made of gold. An old, gentle, bearded god was sitting on a red chair. His hand was holding a very large pen and he was deep in thought. "Cupido Cupido, what are your difficulties?" Diamante and Palomas Blancas sat down across from him. Cupido did not appear surprised by the sudden appearance of Diamante and Palomas Blancas, but only looked at a notebook and said: "This is difficult, this is difficult for me!" “Is there another couple who can't be together? It seems that only you have the patience to help these people do such meaningless things.” Diamante

Opposite of Chris, who looked negligible hurt as earlier when he asked if I am his cousin's wife or not. "Serve the food," Andrew ordered, slowly we all dug into our plates. "So..." Chris began, chewing his steak, "Elina is the love you were talking about, Andrew?" He nodded happily. "Yes, I am very lucky to have her and she loves me too." I parted my lips to deny it when Andrew indicated me to stop by squeezing my thighs under the table, "No Elina?" "Ye-yeah, I love him." I shutter a bit which did not notice by anyone.

She answered in an affirmative tone. We stood looking at each other in front of the locked gates of the college in the moonlight under the roof of shining stars bestowing their good wishes on us. She said, "So, Dr. Arpit Khandelwal, do you love me?" I understood the fact this is the place where I insulted her love and hence, she wants to mend the things at this place only. I said, "Yes, I love you Dr. Niharika Sehgal." She said, "Speak louder. I didn't hear you."

It's an endless stream of merriment. This creature was elegant, the aura around him loudly spoke royalty. The love in his eyes seems to be stronger than any story I had heard of love potion's power. The waves of the tender love I felt protruding from him was stronger than my little tender heart that had never in real time experience love.

All my love, Celine <3

“What would I say is his crime?” “Invading your mental privacy. Dude is traumatizing, embarrassing, and threatening you all at the same time.” Luka stops right in front of me and goes down on his knees. I freeze. “I made this for you, you love cucumbers. I even got creative to score points from you; I made it into a flower bouquet. Also you love masculine men, so I changed my looks and even got creative with my outfit, I wanted to show how much I love you and since red means ‘I am in love with you’, yellow means, ‘you make me happy’, and pink means ‘I admire you’, I mixed it all to make a sentence to say…” he pauses before he continues, screaming at the top of his lungs. “Date me, Catalina.”