Greek Romance Novels & Stories

He continued, lower, “I also notice you haven’t been sleeping well. And that you’ve been avoiding the break room where we used to get coffee at the same time.” I stood up abruptly, needing distance. “This is exactly what I’m talking about. You bought my company. You’re my boss. We had one reckless night after weeks of pretending nothing happened in Greece. We need boundaries.” Roman rose slowly. He didn’t crowd me, but his presence filled the room. “I can respect boundaries,” he said. “But I won’t pretend I don’t want more. I’ve wanted more since the night you kissed me outside your hotel room in Santorini. Since before that, if I’m being honest.”

I cross my legs around his waist and wrap my arms around his neck, feeling the strands of his silky hair winding around my fingers. As he lays me down on my bed, I have a confusing yet amazing night. The thoughts of my broken heart disappear when the Greek god’s lips kiss every inch of my body. The way he makes me orgasm is sublime. During the hours before the sun rises, the Greek god and I explore each other’s bodies, making me feel like I’m floating on clouds. But the day finally comes, and when I wake up, the Greek god is already gone, leaving only a note that says: challenge completed, princess.

I'm going to Greece," Jayden said, his tone firm. "Greece?" Mr. Bruno repeated, his voice disbelieving. "Yes, dad, Greece," Jayden asserted. Tricia, who had been quiet until now, spoke up. "Greece is such a cool place," Tricia said, her eyes shining with excitement. "I've heard a lot about it, and it's got lots and lots of cool and fun places. Not just that, it's got romantic places to visit. Greece is so cool, and its architecture is splendid. Monalisa would love it." Mr. Bruno's eyes flashed with annoyance.

– Amphitrite said. - Didn't You say he was independent? – Anúquis questioned her. - And you want an open relationship, being exclusive. – Amphitrite said. - With all your arrogance, do you think I'm going to accept this? – Amphitrite questioned him. - Who better than a man's body like switching between women to understand another? – Anúquis said. - We work well together, we make a great duo, you will just accept being part of a more elaborate scheme, a three-way romance after six months. – Anúquis said.

Lucky raises her eyebrows. “Kratos? The Greek God of strength?” “Yes. Good to know you are well versed on the Gods and mythology, Gianluca. That girl’s school seems to have at least educated you.” I pat my dogs head; he settles on my lap. Displays of affection with him come easy unlike with women. They always want something, Kratos merely wants my love, time and affection and for him I will lay down and die if it were necessary.

Looking at him with a poker face, I bite my lips to stop myself from giggling. “There are four types of love: eros, philia, storge, and agape. A human can’t skip all these.” He raised his brow, apparently challenging my knowledge. “I mean, eros.” “Eros is a concept in ancient Greek philosophy referring to sensual or passionate love, from which the term erotic is derived.” “Yes. That erotic and passionate love. Have you felt that already?”

Roman asked as Nana limped over to him. "Yes, Romano. I am. My driver is waiting outside for me." She replied, placing her hand on his cheek. Roman leaned in as she gently caressed his face with a smile, "Let me see you off to the car then." "That's a good idea." Nana turned toward me and I went to her. She stroked my face affectionately just like she did to Roman earlier, "Make sure you enjoy yourself in Greece, okay?" I nodded and she nodded back, "Have fun, darling. I'll see you soon." She released my face and beckoned to Roman.

It's already five o'clock in the morning, and her trip to Greece is only a few hours away. They fucked all night. Channy can't even remember how many times she came, and each time she did, she shed more tears. Fortunately, she was able to find a method to divert Rome so that he wouldn't be able to question her why she continued crying, and she succeeded even though it was already early morning when they came to a halt. She pressed her palm against Rome's cheeks. She traced his jaw, brow, and nose. She stroked his eyelids, then his lips. She wanted to remember every detail of the handsome face of the first man she loved, to whom she had given everything.

He placed his lips into mine, sucking my tongue without stopping before trailing kisses on my neck. I had never gone this far with anyone, let alone share the same bed with a man. "S'agapo!" He said after catching breath. "What does it mean?" "I love you in greek" "And what..." He silenced me with his finger. He removed some hair strands from my face and continued kissing me. There was something about his kisses that made me want more. He put his hand inside my shirt and caressed my breasts. Then he helped take it off and continued kissing me.