Novel & Cerita In Love With My Mistress

“Oh yes, my Goddess! There will be so many more dates where he’ll fall more and more in love with me!” “You’re going-” her voice caught as she seemed to choke on the hurt and betrayal, “you’re going to fuck him, and- and- and I’m… I’m going to walk in on you!” Her whole body seemed to quiver with the fantasy as she clearly imagined how hot it would be to have her love so cruelly stolen from her. Her hands reached into Claire’s hair, raising her head up to her parted legs, revealing that her Mistress wore no panties. Claire felt her heart quicken as her eyes beheld her greatest treasure as her Mistress’s voice became even more strained and far-away as she furthered the plan. “And… and he won’

He positioned himself between her legs and plunged into her urgency, she cried out and he cupped his hand over her mouth, “Shush darling, let’s not wake the neighbors” Leila could not think straight as he kept slipping in and out of her. She wanted this moment to last forever and when he finally pulled out. She rolled to her side and stared at him. This gorgeous man that she called her boss just slept with her. Her engaged boss that has a fiancée just slept with her. The crazy thing was that she enjoyed every moment of it. That was when it dawned on her, she was in love with Gavin Hasters and it was probably going to be the end of her but at this point, she didn’t care anymore.

she whispered, her lips finding his again, the kiss deepening into something raw and electric. They lost themselves in each other, the dorm room a cocoon of rekindled passion. The jealousy that had sparked the night fueled a possessiveness that made every touch more intense, every glance more meaningful. Mira’s anger at Tyler faded, replaced by the overwhelming love she felt for Ethan—the boy who’d crossed the country to surprise her, who’d fought for her, who’d never stopped being her home. As they lay tangled together, the world outside faded, leaving only the promise of a new chapter, where temptation was conquered by devotion, and their love burned brighter than ever.

I really love you, Abby exclaims. Debbie felt the sincerity of that voice and it must be Abby. How she wish that is it her. ‘Look Alexis, I don’t know you and I’m so sorry. I’m in love with someone now.’ Debbie excuse herself for a moment. She cries and walks out the garden. Abby follows her and whispers again. ‘Why you’re crying? You’re not alone. I’m here for you and embrace Debbie. Come on, sweet, can we have dinner now? ‘

Young William suddenly pointed out. Melissa looked again and indeed, there's a card. She took it out and open it. Inside, the same beautiful penmanship from before had written one of the most beautiful poems Melissa had ever read. O my Luve is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; O my Luve is like the melody That's sweetly played in tune. So fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear,

That she would fight. But she hadn’t. And now, she had done it again. The soft chime of the café door closing behind her felt like a gunshot, shattering the last illusion I had clung to. She still loved me. I saw it in her eyes, in the way her breath caught when she looked at me, in the way her fingers had trembled when she touched me. But love wasn’t enough. Not in her world. Not when the man she was bound to was Damien Laurent.

“Oh no… I think I forgot to tell him something. But he already said that falling in love was not an option, so I guess that’s the same thing with what I was thinking earlier? I mean, not falling in love means that feelings should and will never get involved because he deemed it so? I think it’s the same thing with a different name for it, yes. So I guess that’s settled now, I just need to do one last thing, I should really get out of here.” Annika thought to herself as she felt like people were still watching her and could hear her every single thought.

I paid for all her needs, but on the other hand, she fulfilled my needs too. I had never told her I loved her since I didn’t feel anything for her, maybe only lust and ownership. So, when she said she loved me, like just now, I knew she wanted me to say the same. However, I couldn’t do it. She was my mistress. A mistress should know her master didn’t owe her love. I sucked her supple breasts, and she moaned. Then she reversed our position and smiled seductively. “Master, I will give you a new experience.” She showed me her fangs. “It needs trust from you. The question is do you trust me?”

together: If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die. Every word of it had been true then, and it would remain so always. END OF BOOK SIX

She knew her mother wasn't lying but still felt a twinge of doubt creep into her mind at the thought of her beautiful mistress actually loving her as much as she loved her mistress. Angela's decision was made for her as she heard the door behind her slowly open. She turned around to see her mistress entering the room and shutting the door behind her, before turning to face Angela with a nervous expression on her face. Angela remembered her mother's advice to her. Her mother had practically ordered her to admit her feelings to her mistress. Deciding to plunge ahead, Angela looked her mistress in the eyes as she blurted out, "Mistress, I love you."