Romans & histoires Dreamboat Eye Contact

The steady decrease of cash inflow could only mean one thing, Vidi was trying to take him for a ride. “Good morning Costa.” Damian's voice screamed with authority and power, his eyes focused on the coin he fiddled with instead of the eyes of the man he spoke to, He had learned early in his life the power of eye contact, when you are the under dog a lack of eye contact made you seem weak but when you stood at the head of the table if decreases the importance of whoever it was you were interacting with.

I can feel the electricity between us even from the distance. His blue eyes are completely focused on me making me want to make my way to him and kiss him, run my hands through his hair while being tightly pressed to his hard body. Everything about Liam Hale is sinful even the way he looks. " Break the eye contact baby doll, break it" I hear Ethan whispering in my ear, it takes everything to do it but I finally do while trying bring my breathing down to normal. I turn to face Ethan and focus my eyes on him so that I can become grounded once more. I scan the room checking if anyone noticed what happened but most of them are just busy chatting with their friends. The only ones who seem to have

I moved away from the window seeking to escape that momentous stare and soon returned to the window, our eyes locking once more Dom's silver eyes sparkled with amusement as he smirked at me, his gaze exuding a sense of superiority. The enigmatic Desmond maintained eye contact, his captivating gaze holding me spellbound once again I averted my gaze perturbed by the unsettling sensation, When I returned to the window, our eyes met once more, and I felt a shiver course through my veins, Why does he keep looking at me He exchanged a few more words with Dom before he got into his car, winking at me in the process, a gasp left my mouth As I observed the scene unfolding before me, the woman Dom had

Her lips slightly parted as she bit on her lower lip. The proximity made them both nervous. Annalise inhaled deeply and licked her lips before looking up and meeting his eyes. Their eyes locked and it was as if the world around them paused. But it felt heavy around them. Something that neither of them ever felt before. Lise licked her lips and Liam's eyes locked that action of hers. He gulped and looked back at her eyes. "We are getting late." She whispered. Neither of them tried to step back as they stood rooted in their position breathing the same air.

Damian smiled with his crooked little grin, "I'll bring it around front." There it is. That crooked little grin that gets me every time and I couldn’t help but blush. He held my gaze, and I became lost in his eyes. He has the most beautiful blue eyes; like the sun shining off the ocean kind of blue. His eyes roamed down over my body before meeting mine once again. I was frozen, helpless to move. I faintly heard Noah clear his throat, but I was lost; I couldn’t take my eyes off Damian’s. Noah cleared his throat a little louder and finally pulled me from my trance, “Oh hell no!” he said loudly.

I inquired, wanting to hear about his experiences. Damon's gaze lingered on me for an extended moment. "What?" I asked, curious about his prolonged stare. "Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?" He inquired, his unwavering gaze fixed on mine. Damon possessed striking white hair and captivating green eyes. His imposing stature and well-defined muscles made quite an impression. My cheeks flushed as our eyes locked, and I nervously took a sip of my drink. "Yes," I replied with a smile.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

She went up to him, giving him the bunch of paperwork while keeping her gaze on him. He made to pick up the pen sitting on his table but it slipped. He sighed and bent to pick it but his hand bumped into Ria's who also made to grab the pen. They both looked into each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Damon couldn't help but drown in those almond-shaped hazel eyes. They were the cutest eyes he had ever seen. They kept drawing him closer and he felt a wave of calmness his him as he stared. His eyes slowly traveled down her lips and God, he couldn't help it any longer. Her small but plump lips looked so juicy that the thought of sucking and biting them lingered on his mind.

The urgency in his actions told her how much he wanted to have this eye contact, and how much she needed it, too. When their eyes finally met, time stilled, hearts stopped, and the atmosphere crackled with deafening electricity. She couldn’t believe he was so beautiful. It hurt to even look at him without breaking into tears. Not able to repress the raw impulse anymore, Dhara threw herself at him. Her frail arms clambered around his neck while her face collapsed into his neck. She breathed him in. Once, twice, thrice. A mix of spice, sweat, and nature washed her nostrils, soothing her spasming lungs.

I shut my eyes when the cold water touches my skin, slowly sobering me up. Suddenly, I feel something warm on my head, and I open my eyes. Dominique presses shampoo on my head as he drops it back. His fingers massage my scalp, washing away the vomit as the cold water runs through my hair and down my body. My eyes hold Dominique’s gaze as we stare at each other. The heat coming out of his body soothes my senses and the blank stare he’s giving me makes my heart only flutter.