I'm In Love With Him Novels & Stories

he muttered against my neck, making me shiver. “Me too,” I admitted, my voice shaking. “I couldn't stop.” He pulled back to look at me, his eyes blazing. “I’m not letting you go this time.” “Good,” I said, reaching for the hem of his shirt. “Because I’m not going anywhere.” The door clicked shut, and the world narrowed to just us. Matthew’s hands were on me before I could catch my breath, pinning me against the cool wood with his body. His mouth crashed into mine again, hot and demanding, tongue sliding deep as if he needed to taste every moan I made. I arched into him, my silk robe slipping open, the thin nightgown underneath doing nothing to hide how hard my nipples already were.

“I just… I can’t stop thinking about him. But maybe it’s because of the dreams. I used to dream about him before I ever even met him. And now he’s here and it feels… it feels unreal. I don’t know, Ava. I really don’t know.” Ava’s voice softened, calling her name gently. “Sophia.” “It can’t happen,” Sophia snapped, dropping her hands from her face, her brown eyes flashing. “I can never be in love with him.” “Sophia!” Ava repeated, more firmly this time. “What?” Sophia shot back, her voice sharp, as if Ava had cornered her. Ava crouched in front of her, lifting her chin with a careful touch until Sophia’s gaze met hers. Ava’s expression was calm, steady, and grounding.

There’s no venom or jealousy or animosity at all. “No,” I say and it’s the truth. “Good. Because I want people to see us. Together.” His words are soft. “I want everyone to know how much I love you.” Those words shouldn’t hit me as hard as they do. It’s as if somehow he’s pulled the words right out of my throat.

It’s terrifying how easily love can blind a man—especially when he’s loving a lie. Today began like any other. Quiet. Dangerous. Thick with secrets that pulsed just beneath the surface. I woke up beside a man who would hand me the world if I asked—if only he knew he wasn’t the one who gave me the tiny life growing inside me. Derrick was already up, his voice drifting in from the kitchen as he hummed some old R&B song, the kind that made everything feel soft and warm. He moved like someone completely at peace. Like a man who’d found happiness.

Adorable but needy. "Yes my love" I say as I turn to face him. We've been cuddling and watching movies all day since Daddy had business to deal with. He pulls me onto his boxer covered lap so that I'm straddling his toned thighs. He starts rubbing circles on my bare thighs making my core tighten in anticipation. I slowly start to rub my barely covered core against him as I kiss him passionately. I feel him harden beneath me as we both pick up our pace.

That’s fine, you can kiss me with your mouth closed too. But he couldn’t hear my thoughts and so he continued to stare. That tingling feeling I felt yesterday morning returned and this time it started from my chest like a spark of fire radiating warmth through my chest through my veins and arteries and spreading throughout the rest of my body. It was like a magnetic force pulling me closer to the one man I once vowed to piss off for the rest of my life. And he was older. I’m 17 nearly 18 and he is 24.

He appreciated the girl's tenacity very much. When I saw myself, I could see that the clothes I was wearing were of poor quality, but they were clean. The short hair just reached my ears. When I ran, it was very cute. Wearing slippers, I feel more lovely. He saw the clothes on the sofa from the moment he opened the door. As a person who started to contact women very early, a little girl's underwear would not arouse any emotional fluctuation. I just feel that the little girl in front of me is sneaking and hiding, especially like a... hamster? Well, it's the kind of mice raised by the third son.

He sighed while taking rapid breaths. "I don't want you for only one year, but for the rest of my life!" He mumbled against his ear while the voice echoed inside his nerves. "PLEASE BABY, STAY WITH ME — I want to spend the rest of my life with you and have kids with you!" "Angelina, I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU—I WANT YOU AND NEED YOU IN MY LIFE!" "I am addicted to you and your craziness — I just can't live without you!" Her hand is placed on the bed and her fingers moved while she reacts to his confession of love.

His words still stuck in my head. Yngrid. I'm sorry but I want to be honest with you about my feelings. It's hard to pretend that I love you when I'm not. Sorry if I spend so much of your time but please forgive me. I'm breaking up with you, I beg you please don't message me again.

His thumb pad rubs my lips, silencing my rambling. " I don't want anyone else but you, Ava." He whispers and my heart stops beating. I can't breathe properly and I don't expect he would say that. " I'm in love with you, Ava."