Deeply Affectionate Novels & Stories

And then I stand there like an idiot. This is the part where I should leave. Any competent man leaves. Instead I'm memorizing him — the way the night light gilds his cheekbone, the faint flutter of pulse at his throat — and underneath the memorizing, something old and dangerous rises up out of its cage and looks around. Affection. That's the polite word for it. The impolite word is the one that matters: mine. Not the contract's. Not the signature's. Something with teeth in it. The kind of feeling that makes a man burn down cities for principle and calls it arithmetic.

"But that affection is like family, and also a gratitude towards a benefactor." Not as a lover, not as a partner, and certainly not the love between husband and wife. He promptly told her not to take him calling her his fiancee seriously.

hell no, I sounded like a pervert! Me: Alright, you want to play games? _ TRUTH or DARE. Latifa: Truth or Dare? Alright, I pick Truth. Me: How do you want to be touched when making love? Latifa: 'Lovemaking is different from fucking'. I love it so much when it involves slow stroking, body movement, slow penetration, rubbing off my clitoris, and gentle play on my nipples. I love being held from behind, kisses on my lap, my neck, and definitely not my ear, it turns me off. I want something like that. Hahaha.

And she looked at him with popping eyes. "But any way do you also have ability to read minds?" She asked in astonishment. But he only smiles in return and took her hand in his. Placing it against the gear lever, he raced the car. She felt jitters when he did that. It was something really hot to her. Making out in cars and kissing all the time not necessarily was exciting but some little things also can make you feel affection more than it. She smiled, and turned her face towards the window to hide her reddened cheeks

I said defensively. I wasn't in love. Strong affection, yes. But love, I didn't know about that and Enzo was wrong. Love makes you weak, it made mother weak, pathetic and without a fucking back bone. “I know what you're thinking,” He chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair. “You think I'm wrong and love does make one weak—” “I don't love her,” I cut in sharply. “I feel strongly for her, like an affection.”

"Speak!" Ronan's heart missed a beat. Despite his nervousness, he shared his opinion honestly. "Whether one falls in love or has physical relations with another person, I'm sure their wife won't be able to forgive them for doing either of those things." "Even if she likes you a lot?" "Mr. Ulrich, love and affection are similar to the oil, minerals, and gems that we harvest through mining. These resources aren't infinite. "They reduce the more you mine them. They'll only become depleted if you constantly waste them away."

she said, her annoying ass was on my bed trying to get me out of my super comfy bed, what’s funny is that the bed wasn’t even this comfy last night. “Get up, get up, get up” She was shaking the life out of me. “I don’t want to” I whined. “Get up” “Five more minutes” I mumbled, still sleepy as fuck “No! Get up, now.” she said in her ‘oh so serious tone.’ “Fuck Sophie, not everybody is a morning bird like you” I snapped at her “Bitch it's almost noon. You can’t possibly spend half of Valentine’s Day in bed.” I rolled my eyes when she mentioned Valentine.

It has that kind of warmth that sinks into your bones and stays there. Her gaze shifts, and she looks down at Orion and Lucian. Her smile changes. It softens in a way that makes something in my chest clench. There’s a tenderness there now, something that looks a lot like love. Not just any kind of love, but something similar to motherly affection. And I don’t know why, but the way she looks at them makes me restless.

My affection for you reaches immeasurable depths. The gaze from Emily's eyes became gentle. My feelings of affection for you are equally strong. ” The night transformed into a realm of heightened enchantment beyond ordinary perception. I pressed myself against Alexander and released a deep breath while observing my cherished ones revel in their happiness. A long period had passed since everything last aligned perfectly yet now it all felt right. The past leaves no specters nor wounds behind to haunt us—only love and laughter fill our days as we look toward a future rich with fresh starts.

He has a lot of competitions. "You have to realize that there are many kinds of love. And you will see the difference between romantic and affectionate love. Romantic love is returned equally, even in different ways. It's a two-way path. While affectionate love is mostly gratitude, respect, it may also include emotional expressions but it's natural. There is no magical touch in it, unlike romantic love. Every little affection you give and receive makes your heart flutter joyfully. Have you seen anyone she is romantic to among the men that surround her?"