Gorgeous Wife Novels & Stories

He pulled down her skirt, kissing her neck and when he got rid of it, he stared at her swollen lips and lust filled eyes. His heart drummed and started a wild beat for her. How could he ever be mad at her? Her soft body under him, her sighs and moans like he desired him too-- he knew but now he wondered how much. She was reaching for him and he intertwined their hands as he touched her body. She shivered from every brush of his skin and when he slid his cock into her, she arched off the bed, arching her back. He kissed her stomach, her nipples, her chest, her neck, he couldn't get enough of his tempting wife. She was everything he never even dreamed of and even more.

She angrily rushed in front of Grainne, her whole body trembled, gritted her teeth, and said: "My husband has always been a clean man, it must be because a woman like you has an intention and advantage. Use when he's drunk to seduce him!" Kylie Elizabeth Elizabeth is very different from Caroline Elizabeth. She is not one to like flashy makeup, wearing simple colored clothes, her hair is also pulled back, exuding a gentle and dignified air. But it was unexpected that a woman who looked gentle could still utter such harsh words.

“When I refused, the mistress demanded a 500 million cash gift. I reduced it to 100 million. Your wife returned it three days after your marriage with interest to boot. She had wanted to transfer the properties back, but I refused.” She laughed and added, "Given how they have expanded over the years, it was a great choice. She has managed to expand it astonishingly well." Jonathan asked, “What was her maternal grandmother’s name?” Emma thought for a while before she answered honestly, “Katherine Green, as far as I can remember.” Jonathan listened some more and left. He had confirmed all his doubts. His wife was the girl he had always wanted to marry. The one he had just partnered with was hi

he opened his eyes this time. I should feel intimidated by his stares but I'm not. Instead I move forward closing the distance between us but we're still not touching in this new position. I pushed my chest out a little as I dared him. I am aware of how the top of my cleavage is revealing, showing a large quantity of my breast. I bring up my hand and place it on either side of his collar, dragging it down and tiptoeing until we're the same height. "To support you just like you wanted Sean. I'm here for you, I'll show everyone out there how much of a good wife I can be. I will show them we're perfect together and what made you come back to me" I leaned closer and whispered in his ears.

The wife exclaimed happily, stroking her bulging belly. The husband was also overjoyed. He stroked and kissed his wife's belly, saying, "I hope she'll be as beautiful as you!" Of course, a few meters away from the couple, a woman was standing still. Her eyes stared blankly at the sight that hurt her heart. Tears flowed down her cheeks unconsciously. Her heart asked God why she had to endure such a difficult life...

I winced, dimming my vision, and scrambled out, heading toward the house with a single-minded determination. “What happened, sir?” Bryan's voice sounded urgently, laced with genuine concern for my state as he jogged behind me. I didn't answer. As I got inside, standing there was my wife. She was already dressed, not in the humble silks of last night, but in a black gown of stark, breathtaking elegance. The fabric draped over her figure flawlessly, and her composure was absolute. The sight struck me dumb; my mouth fell open in awe, unable to utter a single sound. Her face, before she noticed me, was alight with an internal joy I hadn't seen in weeks.

Grayson I opened my eyes the morning after our wedding and just stared at the beautiful woman sleeping next to me. She was my wife. My wife! I got another goofy grin on my face and reached out to caress her cheek. She smiled in her sleep and I sat up to look at her. Gods, she was gorgeous. Her curls were wild and loose, and I knew she was naked under that blanket. She was mine, and I couldn’t have been happier. She opened her beautiful green eyes and smiled at me. “Good morning, husband.”

so tiny, can have so much hold on me. Gianna has given me everything, and if I could, I would fucking worship her because she changed my life. Unlocking the front door, I enter the house, and instantly I am greeted by the sight of my wife. Fuck, she never fails to leave me speechless with her beauty. Her face is free of makeup, and her long hair is tied up in a messy bun while she is wearing one of my t-shirts. My wolf pushes out his chest, fucking proud to see our mate in our clothes.

Nicklaus could only nod in approval as his heart leapt within him, thankful that she was willing to present that stunning smile to him. How could he not love this woman more? His wife was so beautiful. Her current appearance was hell sexy, her golden hair and golden eyes, with her charming smile on her now round face was heavenly making him hard. If it was not for the urgency of the matter he would love to pin her down and make her moan all night.

I collapse, panting, our hearts beating in unison. But I don't let her go. I stay inside her, semi-hard, caressing her face, her lips, her hair. She is dazzling like this, disheveled, her eyes bright with tears or pleasure – I don't know, and I don't care. She is mine. The most beautiful wife in the world, the most desirable, and she vibrates under my hands, under my body. Happy? I am in heaven. Fulfilled. Possessive to the core.