Hottest Love Paragraphs For Him Novels & Stories

“That’s pretty hot.” His handsome smile emerged. “Black. Permanent. Forever a part of me.” “It’s sweet.” He pulled me close then sprinkled me with kisses, on my shoulder, my neck, my collarbone, drenching me in his love. He returned to the pillow then continued to stare at me, the sun slowly rising and moving between the cracks in the curtains. They brightened his eyes, making them look like tropical ocean pools. “I love you.” With all my heart. With everything I am.

I couldn't get a straight path. "Can you give me time please? I don't want to do anything in which love isn't involved." I explained as my eyes went teary making my vision blur. "Love?" He chuckled not in a way of making fun but it was more likely to absorb what I just said. "I don't believe in love but if you want to take time then take only one week because after that I won't be able to control the heat neither you would if we stay close." He said as he leaned again making me close my eyes shut in response but I gradually opened them when he placed his lips against my forehead. It was soft and smooth.

How long loving him from afar? His eyes remained fixed on mine, while his lips devoured my mouth, his kisses were sweeter and sweeter, with all the love in the world he opened my legs to make me his, I couldn't remember when was the last time I felt my love, and although it was somewhat painful, as his thrusts swept through me, I wanted it to be more inside of me. That was the best night of my life.

Each stroke was packed with an intense, raw love that washed over every part of my body. I wrapped my legs tight around his waist, locking him close, and pulled him down deeper against me. I opened my eyes and looked directly up into his face. His mismatched eyes were dark, intense, and dilated with raw passion. They were completely focused on my face, full of an undeniable, powerful love that wiped away every last trace of my lingering insecurity. "I love you," he growled out, his hands gripping my hips tightly to guide my movements. "I love you too," I gasped out, my hands sliding up his muscular back, feeling the skin heat up beneath my palms.

until there was nothing left between them but heat and water and the careful space he still gave the wound. When he lifted her, her back stayed against the wall. He entered her in one long, hard thrust, his forehead pressed to hers, sharing everything, including her breath... “I love you, Riri,” he said again, voice breaking just slightly as he started to move. “You’re not getting away from that. Not even if you try.” I let out a soft, shuddering breath, my thighs pressing tightly together under the bedsheets as I finished typing. The air in the quiet room suddenly felt far too heavy, far too hot...Fuck...my dad was right... I really am pathetic.

I was so full of him, it felt like heaven. “I love you,” he whispered raggedly against my lips, his voice breaking. Emotion swelled inside me, overflowing. “I love you,” I choked out in reply, meaning it with everything I had. With a low groan, he began to move. He pulled out almost all the way, then plunged back in, slow and deep. I wrapped my legs around his waist, urging him closer. He set a steady rhythm, each stroke dragging against my sensitive walls and fanning the heat between us.

I asked coldly, trying hard not to get seduced by him. “I need love.” He said in a sexy husky voice. “Go and love yourself.” I rolled my eyes and sighed as I turned back to my computer. “Don’t bother me.” “I’ve been here for an hour, just watching you.” He said in his still husky voice. “I love it when you are in excitement and the way the keyboards sound fast like an orchestra in a climax. And the way you bite your lips and squint your eyes.” He suddenly hugged my neck and kissed my top head. He reached for my hand and kissed it.

To show him that someone loved him unconditionally and was willing to do anything to see him smile every day "Gorgeous...you are just gorgeous…" he said as he traced kisses down my body. I didn't know how the art of lovemaking happened but Victor seemed to have a route to get to that part. More petting and whispering assuring words made me go insane. He already started a fire that was burning within me. I gripped his shoulders and pulled him down. He chuckled at my actions but I was in the mood as I bit his flesh so hard that it wasn't enough

I felt my heart melting that I didn't know when I got lost in his gaze. A chuckle from him startles me and he bites his lips looking like I was some hot meal he was about to devour. That narrowed gaze that had a message within it, fucking got my cunt dripping hard. "Thea, Thea ....." He called and I shuddered with the way my name sounded on his lips. Why was this man so damn hot? It was so unreal that he loved me. I had this hot sauce of a man as my lover... It was sometimes unbelievable. I wondered if I'd ever get used to it.

Lucas’s eyes turn dark, “You love me?” “You are the best part of me and you’ve shown me how strong I can really be. How can I not love you? My heart beats for you and you alone.” He studies me for few brief seconds and when his mouth descends on mine, there is heat and fire, and what follows is the twining of our bodies, sweat, and a love that burns so brightly that it wraps me in its warm embrace.”