In Love With A Beautiful Woman Novels & Stories

But despite that, the young beautiful lady is laying in the bed with a smile on her face. Hugging a pillow while grinning like an idiot, she kissed the pillow and hugged it tightly. “Hmm. you’re so fluffy, Baby.” In this young beautiful lady, she sees the pillow as his dead lover. This shows how dangerous love can be. It can be deadly, painful and make you crazy.

I move as fast as I can without falling off the couch, because I know. I know how close she is, and I want to taste every drop when she comes around my tongue. I dive into her, biting, sucking, and licking her clit and probing her center. Her hand finds the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as she pushes me against her. She thrusts herself against my face, and I look up to see her face slack, her eyes shut as she breathes heavily. She is so fucking beautiful and she tastes like heaven. Better than any cake I’ve ever had, for sure.

If I could say the least, he looked ready to wrench his gut out any instant from now. “It’s the lovers,” the woman spoke, finally recognizing us. “Have you learnt how to be discreet with your affairs?” “We are not lovers,” Kaine corrected her immediately. Her brows slanted. I took her hand and smoothed it, “We are lovers. Legendary lovers.” I encouraged her, waving Kaine off. The woman smiled like a child. “Do you know me?” “Yes.” Her creasy fingers touched my face. “Said it isn’t my fault.” There were tears in her eyes, but they didn’t fall. She was sad and smiling at the same time.

Lois wouldn’t mind, after all, last night was a mistake, and this was a loveless marriage, and I meant nothing to her. She pulled off the gown she was wearing, and she was completely naked under it. I smirked in satisfaction, and I could see the wide grin on her face. I could feel my cock getting hard and wanting to burst out of the shorts I had on. I pulled of my clothes off too and went straight for her boobs. They felt so soft and warm on my palms. I squeezed them harder in pleasure as she let out a loud moan. Images of Lois flashed before me, here I was with another woman but still could not stop thinking about Lois.

I try to move, but I'm stuck, reminded that I'm only just an observer. A woman steps gracefully out from the surrounding shadows. The woman from all my previous, agonizing visions. Her face is no longer half-rotten or decayed. It’s entirely, exquisitely beautiful now, hauntingly so. A chilling beauty that feels fundamentally wrong, like a smooth, perfect mask stretched deliberately over something ugly and cruel.

"Stop talking nonsense." Wayne kept his mouth shut, so she forced it open, prying his lips apart with her fingers. Her movements were rough. Wayne, "..." He had no choice but to open his mouth and accept the pill Scarlett was shoving in. "Scarlett, men like gentle women. You're too wild." "It's not that men don't like wild women; it's that you don't. Just because you don't like it doesn't mean everyone else feels the same. Besides, my man loves my wild side," Scarlett retorted with a big, challenging smile.

I moaned, not sure what had gotten into me. "Good," the beauty murmured, her voice low and seductive. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her hands trailing down my chest. "Don't stop," she moaned. I couldn't believe it. I was actually having sex with the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. I couldn't stop the words that escaped my lips. "Rosita, I love you. I love you so much." "I love you too, Lord Deangelo. You are the best lover I have ever had," the beauty beamed.

while my brain rolls back to the part about the beautiful woman. "What?... How did you know she is beautiful?" I ask. "I dont know... her voice... how gentle her hand felt... her warm aura... and you just confirmed it, so." He says the last part as to derail from the sentence. But he couldn't be more right. If I had to describe Love using only one word, it would be Angel. "Well, I am glad she made an impression on you... more importantly, you allowed her to stay here. I'm sure Love will find a way to make you feel good about life again."

I asked mama once , ' mama if a woman is beautiful, will his husband have his eyes only for her. Mama smiled at my 13 year self and replied, ' No bel , Man eyes roam on all the women. It doesn't matter if his wife is beautiful or not , he still would look at other women but if his wife has control on his heart , he may still look but he won't approach them as he is well aware to whom his heart belongs. It's all luck, babe girl . Some women are very pretty but their husbands don't like them or second glance at them and similarly some women are just fine looking and their husband treats them like a queen . It's all how a man looks at a woman and vice versa . Suppose you find me beautiful but t