Hottest Love Paragraphs For Him Mga Nobela at Kwento

His eyes met mine, unyielding, knowing, loving… claiming and possessing me, in a way that told me that his love will always make me free. I moved my hips, having him inside and not being able to feel him better, was driving me crazy. Slowly, he moved out, and then slowly he moved in. Soft, tenderly. His lips met mine, his hand caressed my cheek, and my hands moved to his ass… Goddess, what a glorious, firm, powerful ass he had.

“Well, I guess I do have to tell,’’ I coughed as a million feelings of love and warmth oozed out of my chest, I was soaking in happiness and love, this very moment, my whole life was complete, every piece of the puzzle was falling into place, all the good moments were lingering and happening, it was beautiful. “ Well I guess, he was drunk with lust for me, and his eyes glowed with so much passion and fierce wanting, I felt it all too, it felt like I was hot too into him, I wanted him too, we were both burning with desire like that of an asteroid that was about to crush and burn.’’ I paused and cleared my throat before giggling and covering my eyes with my hands.

I obeyed. His dark eyes. So beautiful. My gorgeous black pearls. Filled with love. Passion. Desire. Lust. God he said he loves me. He loves me! I love him so much! His sweaty temple. His sweaty hair. He is so gorgeous. I am his. He is mine. Best thing that has ever happened to me. My mouth is open letting out moans as I climax beyond anything. "Uhhhh" "Ugh....fuck!!!!" He groaned, cumming too.

The air in the room was suddenly heavy with the sweet scent of desire. He lifted his head and watched me with a combination of passion and tenderness. “You’re my favorite flavor,” he murmured, his lips finding mine again in a searing kiss, then, he pulled back slightly, his breath mingling with mine as he whispered, “You drive me wild, you know that?” I moaned, his fingers now slowly penetrating me. “Well... isn’t...that the idea?” He smirked, his fingers tracing lazy circles on my clit, making me pant. “You’re my idea of paradise. I love you,” he said, the words a tender declaration. Every day, every time we made love or fuck like bunnies, he would always tell me so.

I demanded but he wasn't ready too. His lips pushed on my abdomen and then his eyes gazed at me. "You're on your heat, that's why you've been craving me a lot." "I don't know." I was taking my time to catch my breath that was until his hands spread my legs apart and his fingers began to trail my thigh. "Fuck are you tormenting me?" "No baby, you know I would never do that, I would never dare to torment you. You're the one I love," his lips moved along his hands that went deeper into my thigh until his hands touch my wetness.

A moan scratched the back of my throat at the delicious sparks that shot up my arm and straight to my core. "Don't hate me." I searched his whirlpool eyes as I wondered how he could think me capable of doing such a thing, "I've never hated you and will never hate you," my confession was met with a deep rumble that had his entire frame vibrating against mine. The point of his tongue darted out of the corner of his lips, and swiped over the bottom before admitting on a restless breath, "You're going into heat." My eyes widened until I was certain they'd just roll out of my head, "Excuse me, what? Heat, like an actual dog?"

He inhaled deeply. “I love you,” he roared as he felt himself climaxing. “I love you,” she gasped. “Damn!” he bellowed as he shot his hot seed deep into her. “Damn, your hot! I can’t get enough of you.” He looked at her lovingly while catching his breath. “I’ve never met a woman like you before, Theresa. Where have you been all of my life?” “Take me one more time and I’ll tell you,” she whispered.

His tongue ran up the side of my heated flesh before swirling around the head of my cock. "Fuck! Baby, I've missed you. I love your mouth so much... Love you, baby." I groaned, my nails digging into his hair as I watched him, stunned. His head bobbing up and down as he took my deeper into his mouth until his nose buried in my crotch. This was love. Fierce, reckless, and entirely ours.

(Or else it'll hurt alot) I just stared at his dark black eyes, filled with pent up anger, lust and love- love? He pushed my knees up and positioned his erection at the entrance of my sex. I felt it! And it looked as if my heart stopped. I looked at him, trying one last time. ' please, I'm not ready for this. Abhi nahi karain yeh.' I cried out. (Don't do this right now) He leaned down and kissed my forehead once again and whispered in my ear. ' Aram se raho. It'll be fine then.' (Relax yourself)

He gasped, shuddering, then leaned down to kiss me sloppy and messy. “You love it, don’t you?” he whispered against my lips. “I love you,” I corrected, thrusting up into him and catching his broken moan in my mouth. “Christ, Ty, I fucking love you. Watching you do that—watching you touch yourself—it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” His cheeks flushed, but his eyes glowed wicked. “Hottest thing, huh? Then what if I—” He pinched both nipples at once, moaning into my neck, his hips stuttering as he bounced.