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She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

"In that way, you can be able to cuddle me as you want." "You know I am not the romantic type. I am a killer who kills for a living and for years, I have shut my heart from any feelings. I'm a cold-hearted killer, and you know it. I can't promise you Daisy, but I will try to be romantic. However, one thing for sure, is that I love you, you are making my cold heart beat again."

He crushes his cigarette into the ashtray on the table and without waiting for more I climb on his lap, pushing my body into his hard one. I place my hand on his chest and he looks at me in amusement. A small smirk appears out of the corner of his mouth. "What are you doing sweetheart?" he asks in playfulness and I hushed him by putting my finger on top of his surprisingly soft lips. I didn't realize that when did I start stroking his lips but when a warm feeling enveloped my wrist I was back in reality. I gasp at our closeness, I couldn't remember when did my body leaning forward into his.

Greg and Amelia both confessed their love for each other and started a relationship. ~End~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Fantasies”

he whispered. Meera snuggled closer, completely spent but deeply satisfied. In Alexander’s arms, she felt safe, loved, and utterly claimed. Their story had begun as forbidden desire between a powerful man and his young maid. Now, it was becoming something much deeper — a love that refused to be denied.

Eyes a little bit intent on Kane's drooling fuckpipe Jax smirked, his hands tightening on Ricco's veiny length. "Couple of times. The first was a fan. She bled alot but it seems like it turned her own. Ended up squirting buckets of cream." "Just once." Rocco admitted, whimpering a bit as Jax spat on his balls and rolled them. "But I don't think that counts because she lied. Her pussy was just tight as fuck. Her cunt walls almost broke my dick." Kane chuckled. "More times than I can count. You would be surprised how much girls want a big black cock to disvirgin them. One was crying all through but she wouldn't stop riding me as she creamed."

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Hearing her lover's story immediately made her sadness disappear, she even asked Raymond to tell her one by one the love stories he had read. "You can read it yourself, I'll bring the book tomorrow." Lazy to tell the story, Raymond asked Ara to read it herself. "Ah, no fun." Annoyed. Seeing Ara lying down made Raymond annoyed so he had no choice but to tell his lover all the love stories he had read. "Okay, okay, don't sleep yet," Ara got up then sat up and rested her head on the headboard. In China, the famous love story is Sampek Engtay, a love story that ends in death, just like Romeo and Juliet and Laila and Majnun.

" In the backseat, Stacy listened in on all this in sullen silence. Apparently, Joseph was the sort of guy who made countless romantic gestures for the girl he liked, and never missed even the tiniest details. In the rearview mirror, she could see that his ears had gone red. Charlotte was bringing up stories from ages ago… did he still feel so strongly about those moments, even now? But then again, this was his first love, innocent and pure. They arrived at a pub, and Stacy found herself a hiding place in the corner. Meanwhile, Joseph took a seat beside Charlotte, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. He shrugged off his jacket and handed it to her, so she could use it as a

They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction. In each tale, you'll find characters who struggle with their desires, wrestle with their fears, and ultimately surrender to the irresistible pull of love and passion. It's my hope that as you read, you'll not only be swept away by the steamy scenes but also find moments of reflection and connection. So, dear reader, I invite you to immerse yourself fully in these stories. Let yourself be carried away by the romance, the passion, and the longing. And remember, beneath the fiery heat of desire, there beats a heart that craves love, understanding, and connection.