Husband And Wife Romance Novels & Stories

James pushed her inside one of the toilets. With the door closed behind him, he came closer to her and hugged her from behind. Catherine felt an electrical vibration moving all over her body. She has never felt anything like that before. The wine she drank does not help matters, it even makes her grab his neck shamelessly. She turned to him and started kissing him.

I told Keron who nodded. You are handsome my husband. That's the reason that you have many admirers. But when you said that you love me and wish to marry me, l thought that you were joking. But what happened today made me believe that you love me. You slapped in the faces of those women who thought that they are better than me. I just want to let you know that l really, really love you Mr. Keron Underwood. Hmmn you said it for the first time. Ryn.. Am so happy. Keron hugged me but l couldn't see him clearly because my eyes were blured with tears of joy.

"Don't you dare touch me, Dylan Rios! Stay away from me. I didn't know your reason, but I will trust my husband more than you." "That's not his thing, it's his step-sister who's with him in the picture. He can't fool me. You know what? When he came back here he promised that we'd start a family, so don't try to destroy us." A smile drew on his lips which made my forehead furrow. "So, that's his reason? I thought your husband was just the CEO of the company. I didn't know that he's also a scriptwriter." "Don't insult my husband, Dylan."

"I promise to be your confidante, your partner in all adventures, and the unwavering support in your dreams. I vow to love you fiercely, to nurture our love with patience, and to celebrate every triumph and overcome every challenge, hand in hand." Khein's voice resonated with heartfelt conviction. "I vow to protect and cherish you, to be the anchor in your storms and the constant in your chaos. With you, I am complete, and in your love, I find my purpose. Today and always, I choose you, Rosette, to be my wife, my partner, and my forever." As they exchanged these vows, a profound sense of unity enveloped them. The promises made under the canvas of the sky and witnessed by their dearest were e

“And why are you asking her like you’re living in the same house… Oh my!” Astrid covered her mouth in disbelief. “Did you say you’re fine now because the two of you had decided to skip that part?” Sierra tilted her head to the side in confusion. “What part?” She asked her friend. “Marriage!” Astrid squealed. “You didn’t even get married yet and here you are, acting like a married couple. Do you know what is it called? Cohabitation!” “Hey!” Sierra got up in shock. “Watch your mouth. We don’t have that kind of relationship,” she said while glaring at her friend. “How could you say that when the kids are around?”

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.

It feels as if he’s worshiping me, and my heart surrenders completely to him. I let go of the old life and embrace this new life that’s been given to me or rather gifted to me. His arm slips around me, and I’m moved further up the bed before he lies down on top of me, his mouth never leaving mine. His cock pushes back inside me before he keeps still, showing me how much he loves me with his tongue and dick. I’m so caught up in my husband,I have no idea how much time passes. At some point, Roman begins moving again, this time keeping the pace slow, steady and deep as he fills me with his dick.

Tristan smiled, lifting his hand to gently brush her hair away from her face, his touch slow and reverent. “I love you,” he said, his gaze lingering in her eyes before drifting to her lips. He leaned in, and when he kissed her, it was unhurried but full, a kiss that carried every promise they had made that day. He lifted her easily, cradling her as if she weighed nothing, and carried her to the bed. As he laid her down, their laughter faded into quiet breaths, hands finding familiar warmth as clothing was slowly forgotten. Surrounded by candlelight and the echoes of celebration beyond the walls, they shared their first night together as husband and wife.

Apollo took his wife together with him to the peak of the enjoyment in the middle of their intercourse. Mr. Apollo landed so many intimate kisses on his wife’s neck, jawline, cheeks, and lips. Then, he began to explore his wife’s challenging and unforgettable twin-mountains. “Oh, Darling… We’ve been getting married for many years… How can you still be the same as the first time we did it? Oh, I love you so much, Darling…” chanted the husband in the middle of his breathless condition. “I love you too… You’re still also the same… You’re still handsome, sexy, stimulating and vitalizing…” chanted the wife also in her breathless condition.

He came out of the shower shortly after, with just a towel wrapped around his waist, I gulped down hard and tried not to stare. ‘You can stare if you want, I am your husband after all’ Aaron said, catching me off guard. ‘You wish’ I said as I stood up to leave. ‘Wait’ he called out, and I looked at his face, trying really hard not to stare at his abs. ‘I am sorry about the cafe, she kissed me, I was caught off guard, i used to date her’ he said and a hint of relief swirled through me. ‘And why would I care, like I said this isn’t a love marriage, you can do whatever you want’ I said, then the look in his eyes changed, an expression formed on his face, an expression i couldn’t read.