Falling For You Top Novels & Stories

He literally falls with his mouth there, delights, nibbles, sucks. I pull her hair back hard enough to make her head drop slightly exposing her neck, I nibble on it, whisper nonsense in her ear and slide off her lap. My mouth is still working on her neck when I purposely unzip her pants long brushing my fingers over her most intimate part. Adam shifts on the bed visibly in a hurry. "You are the best Italian teacher there is, but today I'm going to show you how skilled I am with the language. "I say looking into his face and I can see his eyes burning with desire. He smiles at me, a sly smile that completely wins me over.

What the hell is going on with me? "Baby, when are you going to fall for me again?" He whispered that almost all my hair stood on end. Baby, when are you going to fall for me again? Baby, when are you going to fall for me again? Baby, when are you going to fall for me again? Baby, when are you going to fall for me again? Baby, when are you going to fall for me again?

“You’re going to be the best dad, Tehilla and Camilla would have,” All those conversations kept pouring in as the blurry faces I saw became clear, I saw Adil turn to look at me with fear in his eyes and a loud screeching sound of a car colliding with a van and everything just going up in ruins, I slowly opened my eyes and looked up at Adil with dropped jaws as tears slid down my eyes, before I could say anything, my legs gave way and I fell to the ground.

Topher threw Maya onto the sofa, causing her to bounce and hit the floor. "Maya, are you okay?" Yelena rushed to her daughter's side, tears streaming down her face. She never expected Maya to stand up to the vicious Topher for her. "I'm fine, mommy. Are you hurt?" Maya gritted her teeth, still feeling the pain from the fall of two meters. "I'm just too clumsy to take down this bad guy." "Well, well, well. What do we have here? Both mother and daughter. Ain't this my lucky day!" Topher walked toward Yelena and Maya, unbuttoning his pants and snickering lewdly.

“It's too late. It's too late for me.” “Fine! Fine!” Vincenzo yelled, his voice broken. “I'll do it! I'll make Antonio the next Don! I'll do whatever you want! Just please, don't jump! Please, Madonna! Don't jump!” “I…” Madonna was saying, her body leaning forward, when she let her hand slip from the railing and she fell into the river. Her phone fell to the ground, but the call was still connected. Vincenzo heard the gasps of the crowd, the horror in their voices, the sudden realization that she had jumped. “No!” Vincenzo yelled. “Madonna! No! No, I lost Stella! I can't lose you too!”

“ Yo….you…you!” She fell heavily to the ground as her waist couldn't support her weight any more.

“Why do you fight me?” “Because I can,” I whispered, more to convince myself than him. He exhaled sharply, frustration and longing mixing in a way that made the air between us sizzle. “Stop pretending this is just business. Stop pretending you don’t feel it too.” I looked down, because if I met his gaze, I might lose every shred of self-control I had left. “I’m not pretending,” I said softly. “I just… I can’t.” “Can’t what?” “Fall for you,” I admitted, voice barely audible.

It was her superpower. "Okay," she announced suddenly, standing up. "That’s enough moping over your forbidden crush. Let’s dance!" I blinked. "Dance?" She pulled out her phone, scrolled through her playlist, and hit play on a song. It was “Happy” by NF. She cranked up the volume and began dancing like a complete dork, arms flailing and hips swaying off beat. "You always say this song reminds you of me," I said, smiling despite myself.

Just a long, shuddering release that left me trembling, tears slipping from the corners of my eyes. He eased the toy away, set it aside, and crawled back up my body. When he slid inside me again it was even slower and deeper, his hips grinding in small circles that kept the aftershocks flickering through me. “I’m falling in love with you,” he whispered against my mouth. “I think I’ve been falling since the night you called me about a dildo delivery and sounded so fucking honest it hurt.” My breath caught. Fresh tears spilled. “I’m falling too,” I said, the words finally free. “I’m terrified, but I’m falling too.”

“Thank you” He nodded again, looking at my face with concern. "Elara," he called me, "you don't have to pretend around me." My breath stopped for a second. "Pretend what?" "That you're okay." I bowed my head and started twisting my fingers in the blanket. “I don’t want to cry anymore.” “You are allowed to cry. You have been strong for too long.” His words really comforted me. I swallowed hard, my voice barely more than a whisper. “What if I fall apart completely.”