Euphoric Love Novels & Stories

A thrilling bolt of pleasure surged through her, filling her body with a shiver of euphoric sensation and causing her whole frame to tremble with delight. Her sensitive pink lips were pressed hard against his ones, inciting shivers and waves of ecstasy. Why did it feel good whenever their lips met? It felt she was besotted and smitten with Ethan, her petite heart leaping up at the very mention of his name. She felt like a lovestruck teenager any time he was near. She felt like she was flying in the clouds of euphoria every time he held her this close and kissed the life out of her lips.

I looked down, my fingers lightly caressing the slight swell of my tummy as bitterness welled up within me. Indeed, Vincent could use a coupon. Years ago, he had written me 99 love letters in hopes of getting me to date him. When he wrote me the hundredth letter, I was so moved by his dedication that I chose to be with him. On the day we got married, I turned the one hundred love letters he wrote me into one hundred love coupons to repay his dedication. We agreed that as long as the coupons didn't run out, I would unconditionally agree to whatever he asked of me.

"You’re my everything." Her mother looked at him, her eyes filled with love. "You won’t lose me, Xavier. I’ll always be with you, in your heart. Remember the laughter, the love... that’s what will keep me alive." Bridget squeezed her mother’s hand tighter, feeling the warmth begin to fade. "Mom, please don’t say goodbye. Just hold on a little longer." "I’m not saying goodbye, Bridget. I’m saying I love you," her mother replied, her voice a mere whisper now. "Live for me. Live for us."

"The room is soundproof for reasons like this. Be as loud as you want, baby. No one will hear you." He thrusts sharply, causing a loud moan to escape as my eyes roll back. His pace was almost painful. I kiss him roughly just as my orgasm rips through me. My legs start to feel like jelly. He releases a soft moan as he slows his pace. I lay my head on his shoulder as I pant aggressively. "I love you," I breathe. He kisses my shoulder blade. "I don't have a problem giving you another lesson on what's yours if you would like?" I let out a small chuckle.

He was holding a big star, carefully placing it onto the tip of the tall Christmas tree we bought earlier. "God! This is so beautiful! Atlas, come down here so we can light them up. It's perfect for this beautiful night," my mother-in-law said. Atlas immediately obeyed his mother. He was smiling when he finally came down. That smile that made my heartbeat back when I was just seventeen. They said that love feels euphoric. Maybe that was what happened to me. U was drowned without even knowing. I loved it without thinking twice. It's true that my first love is euphoric, but that love was also the reason why I'm hurt.

Euphoria buzzing through my whole being. I loved them so damn much.

The warm breath of the two hovered, hard to stop. The two passionately made love, moans came out through the thin door, she was afraid Joy would hear her so she quickly covered her mouth, but with his help she still made a mesmerizing sound, she felt completely different inside, the feeling of euphoria kept taking over her and she knew what it was for. "I... I can't take it anymore." On Elias, she trembled, her whole body had no strength, her mind was blank, clinging to him softly. She floated and floated, as if she could not touch the ground, floating in the air.

he managed to reply, his voice strained with euphoria. As their lovemaking reached a fever pitch, Astrid felt the coil of euphoria clenching within her, signaling her impending release. Her breaths came in short, ragged bursts, her body teetering on the edge of blissful oblivion. With a cry of ecstasy, she reached her climax, her walls constricting around Phoenix as waves of pleasure crashed over her, consuming her in a whirlwind of sensation.

Perspiration had begun to be seen all over their bodies. “Aaahh… Uuuhh… I love you truly, deeply and sincerely, Eva Sweetheart… Do you love me?” asked Sugar Aquarius with his bit hoarser voice tune. “I love you to Venus and back, Aqua Darling… Aaaahh… Uuuhh…” growled and howled Evania as the pain on her womanhood pleasure canyon down there gradually but certainly changed into a kind of inexplicable as well as indescribable sparks and waves of enjoyment, pleasure, exhilaration as well as euphoria.

Love is like a wind that flows in its direction with its own speed. Nobody can capture it in their hands. It’s a feeling that not only brings happiness but hurtful stances too. When two hearts are bound to be together no matter what others do or plan evil things it won’t affect their bliss. Love nourished and cherished in pure heart only.