Novel & Cerita Hottest Love Paragraphs For Him

"I am real, and my love for you is real. I don't want you to worry or even think about any of that." I nodded but croaked. "But sometimes I do. Sometimes I wonder if you find me attractive at all..." I said, as my hand slowly went towards his thigh and just stayed there, all warm and comfortable and soft. He looked at me and sighed. "Of course, I find you attractive. Are you kidding me? How would I be in love with you and not find you attractive? You're the hottest, the most sexiest woman in the world." He kissed my chin, softly

“You did this. All of it. Don’t let them twist it.” I swallowed, the warmth of his words searing deeper than I meant to let them. “You’re staring,” he said quietly. “So are you.” “Yeah,” he murmured. “I can’t stop.” Heat spread through me—not embarrassment, not desire, something deeper. Something dangerously close to awe. He loved me. God, he loved me. And it wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t romantic in any fairytale sense. It was fierce. Consuming.

I dip my fingers in his back as he pushes himself deeper till he is full of me. “You are so hot,” He said. He thrust out and then went back in with full force. “Fuck, go faster Ty” i moan out. His thrust became faster and the pleasure filled my body, he was driving me crazy with his thrust. He stared into my eyes as he kept thrusting in and out at a very fast pace. I could see it. The love he had for me was genuine and real. “I love you” he said and went deeper. I gasped as he did that and moaned out his name.

Even with my pants on and his, I can feel the heat of him. "I'll take that as a yes." He reaches around and unbuttons my pants. I should try to stop him but my body craves this. The feel of his hands on me. A guy who has been such a fucking asshole to me the entire time I've known him, and yet whenever he touches me, it feels right. It makes no logical sense, but then they say there's a fine line between love and hate. The passion involved in both must be very similar and anytime he touches me, that passion lights my soul on fire.

the reason for my heartbeat my dear wife you make my life complete" I forgotten all my pain after listening to his words he started thrusting slowly and very gently in order to not to hurt me slowly he increased his speed of thrusting but he is being very gentle soon my pain turned into pleasure pleasure of love , pleasure of uniting ,finally we both became one I waited for this day very long now I'm officially belongs to him even this thought is making me the happiest person the temperature of room became hot due to our passionate love the room filled with our love moans finally we made love I'm his wife and he is my husband this was the one I dreamed all the time I waited this long for thi

Like he tried to merge our bodies together and the slut in me loved every second of it. “I got carried away after what I saw. Am sorry baby” he says calmly kissing my hair. I closed my eyes enjoying the warmth of his hand on me.

That is the point at which he opened his eyes to look at me without flinching. "I love you," he said passionately, his hand lifting my leg a bit to thrust deeper. I groaned loudly as he pushed more intensely into me hitting the very perfect spot with this new angle, "I love you, Tyler." My breath came out in my pants, the warm tension in my lower midsection building. Sweat shimmered on his body and mine. His lips met my neck, kissing everywhere and lingering on his mark which multiplied the feeling. I dug my hands into his hair, pulling at the roots evoking a moan from him.

His breath was ragged in my ear. “You think I’m letting you sleep tonight? No, baby. I want you to take all of me.” And he gave it to me. Again. And again. Until the world blurred into nothing but sweat, heat, and the kind of love that burned so hot it was almost unbearable. When he finally spilled inside me with an intense groan, holding me so tight I thought he’d never let go, I collapsed against him, trembling, wrecked, and blissfully his.

“But you’ve showed me what it’s like to be loved, and how amazing it is to open myself up and give everything to you, because I know without a doubt there will never be another who I love more than you.” “There won’t be,” he growls and puts his lips to mine. I buck my hips, rubbing myself against him. I tangle my fingers in his hair and run my other hand down his back, tracing his spine down to the waistband of his pants. I push my hand inside, giving his muscular butt a squeeze, and then tug down his pants.

When we finally broke the intense mouth contact to catch our breath, both of our chests were heaving rapidly in the quiet room, our hot air mingling together in the shadows. “I love you, Tessa,” he growled out roughly against my swollen lips, his dark eyes burning with that wild, familiar wave of pure obsession. “I love you so fucking much that it honestly terrifies my soul sometimes. I would have happily thrown both of those vipers out over my concrete walls in a heartbeat today. But your sweet heart asked me to let them stay… and the absolute truth is, I physically cannot say no to a single thing you ask of me.”