His Eyes Dilate When He Looks At Me Novels & Stories

As I noticed that his eyes were indeed fixed on me, I grabbed both of his cheeks and drew him in. We are currently just a few inches apart. I then regretfully grin at him, unsure of what to say, but because of the emotions and curiosity he sparked in me, I narrow my eyes and ask him a few questions I had never considered asking. Then his eyes suddenly expanded enough to match my comments, "I think we have a serious problem." In fact, I can watch how this young man widens his mouth while also noticing how his pupils are getting smaller. I was unable to even lift the corners of my mouth since what I had just learned was so important to our goals.

I cry out as I feel the tears roll down my face. “What do you need. Do I need to get your daddy? Or the adults?” I shake my head vigorously. “No, cold b…b…bath.” I stutter out. I moan a little as I feel him move lifting the blanket, he stills. Turning my head, his face is right in front of mine when I open my eyes. His eyes dilate, changing to a violet color as he growls “MATE.”

I saw his relaxed jaw tighten and how his eyes got sharper. The second I sat down, he leaned in “Are you okay?" He asked I could say I wasn't, I could tell him everything, but I didn't. I nodded almost too quickly, " I'm good, I just needed some air.” He didn't buy it. I saw it in his lingering gaze, like he was searching for a truth that had refused to fall. “Your pupils are dilated.” “I said I'm fine, okay?” I snapped, and I immediately regretted my choice of tone

Like, I would believe anything that he would say to me right now. " So, you don't have an answer I want my answers and right now," I said raising my forefingers in the air and lifted his face, and made it to look at me. Oh! his blue hazel eyes. I would be lost in them, every time I see them. They were enough to melt me down. " Your pupil is changed back," he said. My pupil? What kind of nonsense is the spouting? I know what he is doing just to distract me from interrogating him.

And his thighs, his thighs just make me want to get in between them. While I was busy admiring his back, he turned around, and then suddenly I was facing him. With his cock standing proud and fully erect. Startled, I raised my eyes to his face, his expression showing shock, but his eyes were filled with heat; I could see his pupils dilating and darkening.

he said, his tone reassuring, yet his eyes seemed to hold a deeper understanding. I couldn't help but be drawn to the warmth in his eyes as he looked at me. It was like I was bathed in a gentle light, making me feel seen and wanted in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered wildly, like a thousand wings beating in unison, as I felt the weight of his gaze.

The flushed, heated redness of my neck. His eyes caught my bare thighs for a moment before dragging back up to my face. He was a doctor. He read symptoms for a living. And in three seconds, I saw the exact moment he realized I was physically worked up. His pupils dilated. "You are out of breath." He murmured. "Your pupils are blown. Your pulse is hammering so hard I can see it in your neck." He tilted his head, his gaze turning dark and entirely too observant. "I interrupted something."

Hunger. His gaze drops slowly to my neckline where the top of my breasts are now on display. I watch as a storm rolls through his features, twisting them with desire so potent that this time I resume my protest against his chest. “Don't look at me like that.” He lifts his gaze back up to mine, that same aroused look still stamped on his face. “How am I looking at you?” “Like… Like you're picturing me naked.” He inhales like he's absorbing my perfume and his eyes close briefly. When they open, the pupils are so dilated the black colour makes up nothing more than the outer ring of his iris.

His brown eyes and hair quite complimented his light skin tone. Hana's pupils dilated on looking at his clean look. Looking at him, she thought, "I have seen many boys on campus, but why am I unable to remove my gaze from him. Ian? Will he be sitting beside me?. Noooooo." She could feel her heart racing as he came towards her, and that was making her crazy. Her eyes weren't in her control, so they refused to remove the gaze from him.

he asks after a beat. I keep staring at his face. A few seconds later, he stands up and walks toward the sage. My eyes are still on his face as he gets near me. However, he's not looking at my face. His eyes are on my feet, and then they slowly travel up my legs. His pupils are dilated as they make my way further up my body until they eventually land on my face. "Isn't it?" he asks again, his voice low and riddled with honesty.