Diary Of A Passion Novels & Stories

I said,my voice firm. She nods, her hands on her thighs for balance. I watch her face tighten with effort. A second passes, Then I hear the first trickle. Warm golden piss hits my chest, Splashing against my skin. It's hot, like liquid heat spreading out. The stream is stronger, hitting me right in the center of my chest. running down in rivulets over my nipples and stomach. The smell hits me—sharp, musky, all her. I love it. My chest gets soaked fast.

DIANA It burnt the moment his lips touched mine, like gold on embers, heating up to the highest degree but never melting away, never scarring. I felt this heat circulate through my body, settling in my belly. It was a volcanic eruption, a force to behold, one I did not have the strength to contend with. My lips parted as his tongue broke through, filling my mouth with the taste of untamed passion, void of any hint of inhibition, a feeling I had never known.

Conversations that tied both of us together in the lush greenery beside the little hill. He was my first. He made love to me. He was the gentlest man I have ever seen in the flesh. He took my virginity and, Ever since my birth until now, that night was my greatest. I looked up from the book with a mixture of more curiosity and shock. This diary couldn't have belonged to Marcella. 1994. That was a long time ago. I wasn't even born then, and Marcella couldn't have been born either. It was not Darius's, and neither was it one of Darius's ex-girlfriends.

Still, Diane in now the image of love to him. She protected him, she cared for him, and now she nurtures that feeling that united them, which began with a dream. Little by little, it grows in the real plane, and his heart shows his true desire. This morning begins a story for both of them that they cannot control. The days pass. Diane, due to her remorse, tries hard to reach Sarah, but this is impossible. As the weeks go by, she realizes that something is happening and when she goes to the doctor realizes that from that night of passion, she is now pregnant.

I frowned as he kicked away the rug on the floor, leaving a large section free with only the journal that had pissed me off in the middle. I pouted. Why did I feel like this was a trick. "I’ll do it." I threatened. He smirked. "Do it then, I'm getting bored of this hesitation sunshine. If you want to destroy it, get a fucking move on." His arrogant voice came. Frowning I bent down, lifting the diary from the corner. I lit a match, lighting the corner of the book, watching the flames eat the paper with speed. My eyes watching Kian challengingly as he stood there, arms crossed. Unbothered. I dropped it to the ground staring at him. He smirked as I raised the match to my lips, I stuck my tongue

His whispered promptings fueled the fire that already burned within me, tempting me to push the boundaries of our passion. I swept Taya up into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I strode towards the couch, the nearest haven for our all-consuming passion. The air was electric with tension, our mutual desire a palpable force that drove me to claim her. I knew she wanted me just as fiercely, her soft moans and eager kisses fueling the fire that raged within me.

Dear, diary I was a little lost puppy drunk and lust in love with the school bad boy kahr I know I am way out of his league neither am I close to his type of girl I never dress hot or sexy nor did I have a killer shape or cleverages i only devotees my time in my studies instead of my body Ever since I set my eyes on him, I have been having a sleepless night And sometimes I got wet dreams about him, I am still a virgin, but I can't just control my desire and love when it's comes to Him, He is my weakness yet my strength What can I do just to make him notice me or gets his attention Diary 2

She had even taken it upon herself to peep at Nath and her friend in the parking lot from her office by rolling up the blinds. She could see their lips dancing, but she couldn't figure out a word they were saying, but her heart shattered when she saw her friend wrapped her hands around Nath and leaned in for a kiss. She had angrily roll down the blinds that instant and went to her seat. She couldn't bear to see them kiss or she would just collapse. Even the thought only was making her go crazy. What hope did she have? Was that how forgetful human beings were? But she did not forget him. She was able to recognize him in that magazine she had always put beside her and always talked to on her b

Diary of Anna I meet with him every night, I wait for these nights. Is it wrong to want somebody so bad that you will do anything to get it?. I sneak around just to have a piece of him, because I crave him, I crave his touch, his kisses, the way he makes me scream. He makes me forget all the bad that I have done, because in a way he's just like me. I walk into the forrest and I see him waiting for me, he sees me and I see the lust and desire in his eyes and it makes me go wild and my body burns for him. He stalks towrds and kisses me like I'm his next meal, and in a way I am. We make love until the sun rises and then we go our seperate ways. Does he feel guilty? Does he love me like I lo

The rain kept falling steady outside covering most of our noises but the thrill of possibly getting caught still buzzed sharp through my veins making everything feel even hotter and more urgent. Damien stepped back just enough to undo his belt and zip his eyes locked dark and full of lust on mine the whole time. “On your knees then show me exactly how much you crave it you dirty eager girl.” I dropped down fast onto the carpet, the rough texture pressing into my knees as I freed his cock from his boxers. It sprang out heavy and thick veins pulsing visibly along the hard shaft, the head already shiny and leaking precum that I wanted to lick up immediately.