Historias De Amor Y Pasión Novels & Stories

We didn’t go all the way… but I wished we had. I wanted him to take me. To fuck me senseless. To claim me completely. God… what’s wrong with me? Why does the forbidden feel so damn good? I love him. I love Vincent Lucas. I love his eyes, his voice, his hands, his mouth, his soul— But it hurts. It hurts to know I’ll never have him. Not really. Not the way I want. I wiped away a single tear sliding down my cheek. I don’t deserve to cry. Maybe this pain is my punishment for falling in love with someone else’s husband. If so, then let it burn. Let it consume me.

“There’s nothing I can let go of. It’s all in the past. Every one of us will go through some life experiences that we might not want to experience. There will always be someone who will leave a deep impression but also leave fleetingly. If I held on to everything, wouldn’t it be very tiring?” She chuckled softly and ran her fingers through her windblown hair. Then, she continued to say, “Everything that happened in the past will be washed away by time, and what I thought was true love will only turn out ordinary. In the end, that feeling will only exist in my memories and no longer be able to arouse the passion of my youth.” Daniel listened to her in silence. Then, he let out a slight smile

Even though, she couldn’t scream out the very thing she wanted to say to him at that moment. ‘I love you, Dian’ "Dian…," she moaned. "I know." He muttered in her ears as he started to move, giving her dropping long and deep strokes. He moved like a man professing love to his woman, like he couldn’t get enough of her, like he was making love to her for the first time and the last time all at once. Each thrust was more passionate than every one he had given to her in the week. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, wanting to disappear into the heat. “Climax for me again,” he barked against my lips. “Show me how much you love your punishment.” The pressure peaked, an explosion of heat that made my entire body go rigid. I screamed into his mouth as I shattered for the second time. Julian let out a guttural, animalistic sound, his grip on my waist tightening until it bruised as he emptied himself into me, his head dropping to my shoulder as he shook with the force of his release.

Definitely not trying to seduce just the steam sticking to the mirror, the accidental press of bodies in the tight space, the forbidden pull of best friend's brother coming into my house. His eyes went down to my lips, which were open in a gasp, and then down to the very quick breathing of my chest, the nipples of my breasts through the fabric being stretched. "Lila..." His voice roughened, free hand twitching at his side, fighting the pull. Mine mirrored, rising to his chest to push? Or steady? The touch lingered, feeling his heart thunder under my palm. The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam.

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

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.

Whenever I visit their house now, I know exactly what’s waiting. Two men who know how to share me perfectly. Two cocks that make me scream and drip and beg for more. Pure, endless, panty-soaking passion with no end in sight.

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