Deeper Love Inside Book Novels & Stories

A story where the smut wasn’t just for spice, but for depth, for the kind of intimacy that tells you two people aren’t just in love… they belong to each other. 💍 Thank you for riding with them to the very end. This book is now COMPLETED. But their love? That will always live on. With all my heart, Thank you. O.J🖤

"I remember asking myself why the love I have for you seems pure on the inside and forbidden on the outside. The more I tried not to love you, the more I fell for you and I had no control over showing it to you that it became noticeable to our loved ones." "We've been through so much Stanley and I'm happy for where we are now and in that same vein, I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you and creating so many beautiful memories with you." "I promise to be faithful to you, I promise to cherish and love you forever, I promise to fulfil all my duties to you as your wife and best friend, I promise to be a good mom to peanut and our future children, I promise to always put you and

She had a heightened appreciation for foreplay, penises, and orgasms. When they reached their peak together, he stayed inside of her and rested his torso on his elbows so that he could see her lovely face. “I love you so much it hurts.” Maybe it was because her hormones were out of whack due to the pregnancy, but she found his words more touching than she could imagine. He’d told her he loved her often before, but never with the feeling he displayed at that moment. It was enough to make her cry. So, she did.

“If that’s what you want, then I’ll carry you.” With gentle care, I lifted her into my arms. I had always loved carrying her like this, not only because it made her feel cherished, but also because it reminded me of the changes in her body, the miracle she carried within her. And strangely enough, tonight she felt lighter in my arms, as though love itself made her weightless.

I grip Lucas' wrist to steady his hands and to make his fingers go deeper inside me. "Good things come to those who wait, my love," he says. And fuck, I really want—no need to come. I yelped and sat straighter in the tub so quickly that a huge splash of coconut-scented water splats on the floor as Lucas inserts another finger. I feel so full. Nothing's stopping him this time. He fucks me with his fingers mercilessly. The sound of my wetness and of his knuckles colliding with my inner thigh against the water envelopes the room. Lucas grips my hair by my name and pulls me back, exposing my pale neck and my breasts. He sucks the skin there and I object.

However, it was impossible for me to meet such strict demands when I still had to take care of our son. I understood Evan's good intentions, so I never pushed it. But now, as the breeze turned the pages, I finally realized that the rows of inked words weren't scriptures at all. My hands trembled as I picked up the booklet and flipped through its pages. With a tenderness that spoke of deep affection, Evan had written down every detail of his love for a woman named Jade Spencer. From preparing hand warmers in the winter, serving gazpacho in the summer, to warm herbal teas for periods—all the care he had once shown me, he had shared with her.

She recalled the day she and Sean were kissing intimately in the bathroom, with James standing even closer to them than she was now to him. Was James’s pain then the same as hers now, unbearable to the point of suffocation? No, his pain must have been even worse. So this was what love felt like. To love someone was to be unable to bear seeing others being close to them or claiming them as their own. But she had hurt James deeply, countless times. Like self-inflicted punishment, she stood motionless in the snow, staring at the darkened window. The next morning, Jessica and James left for the City Hall.

Men who check me out like they own me? I shake my head and stare at the church that is opposite side of our shop as the bell of prayer rings. I never did wrong to anyone... Nothing wrong will happen to me too... right ? My heart beat rings in my ears as whatever happened plays again and again in my head as I clean the floor and then wash my hands once the shop is presentable again for customers and then I pull out tender romance novel and sit in a corner chair to escape real world.

I heard Jonathan's sobs behind me, but I didn't look back. When the welcome speech for the event ended, I was invited to say a few words on stage. As I took my place, the lights converged and fell on me. Half a year ago, I was trapped in a loveless marriage and played the role of a wife whose heart was broken by her husband every night. There was a time when I thought I wouldn't make it through to see the next day. However, I hadn't realized how big the world was until I left Jonathan, the root of all my sorrows.

And she did all, with the help of the man who had fallen in love with her. I couldn't wait to get home and start reading it, so I opened it up and began. The book somehow... seemed to resonate with me, well, for the most part. My dad was awesome, and I love him, but I get Isabella. She struggles to find the good in things and doubts her every move because she is yet to learn to trust and love herself. The more I read the first pages, the more I forgot everything around me, zoning out and delving into the book.