Infect Me With Your Love Novels & Stories

It was solemnly peaceful. He securely linked his other hand around me as if he had no plan of letting me go. "I love you so much, Elaine," he whispered to my ears. A part of me wanted to answer back when those three words were like music to my ears. I was in high spirits because of that. Since the unexpected incident back in Singapore, I kept longing for his caress, his hands freely wandering all over my body, and his lips devouring mine. I want them all tonight. My temperature started to ascend as I missed Dylan so badly, especially when I felt the warmth of his chest. His soft and slow heartbeats turned me on.

Que no hay que sufrir de esta manera because it's not worth it Porque no vale la pena Let him go out of your life Deja que se vaya de tu vida That the wounds that this time did you harm and what harm are closed Que se cierren las heridas que esta vez te hicieron mal y que mal Let him go out of your life Deja que se vaya de tu vida That the wounds that this time did you harm and what harm are closed Que se cierren las heridas que esta vez te hicieron mal y que mal Let it be apart of your story Deja que se aparte de tu historia A stain on your memory of a love that hurt you and how bad Una mancha en tu memoria de un amor que te hizo mal y que mal Let other kisses make you fall in love Deja que

My hand found her waist, pulling her to my lap as the heat between us exploded. ~TESSA~~ ~ Chapter song title: Love me like you do~~~ I was still surprised when Christian grabbed me and pulled me right onto his lap. A little gasp came out of my mouth because I felt something hard poking right against my ass. It was his erection, and it made my whole body tingle.

"Then get here, I'll buy you a bag of that gum." She grimaced after hearing her boss. She didn't realized they were still connected through the earpiece. "I love your treats" Raven beamed. "By the way, tell Van to enjoy my saliva stuck on that flashdrive" she laughed lightly. She can still see those people following her but she just discarded them and turned to check the bin where she threw the gum. A man was there, holding the gum. And even though she was already far she can still see the disgust in his face.

"Now that's out of the way, we should get going. I have a date to get to. I couldn't care less. "And so? what's my business with your date?" "You're with the keys. Do I need to remind you everything? she mocked, walking away. This woman was like an addiction, you could never get enough. Everything was beginning to seem fun. All I needed was to gain just a little trust right? how hard could it possibly be. ***************** your likes and reviews mean so much to me, so do it. thanks you so much for coming this far

He looks up at me, his eyes dark and intense, filled with a desire that mirrors my own. “Say it,” he murmurs, his voice rough with emotion. “Tell me you want this.” “I want this,” I breathe, my body aching for his touch. “I want you.” With a growl of satisfaction, he captures my lips again, his kiss fierce and possessive. In that moment, all thoughts of resistance melt away, leaving only the raw, undeniable need to get fucked by the man that haunted me once.

“Isabella, you need to—” But I didn’t care to listen. “No. I’ll tell you what I need,” I whispered, the words spilling out as desire overtook me. Grabbing his tie, I pulled him down to my level, pressing my lips to his in a fierce, demanding kiss, silencing any protest he might have had. My hands gripped his solid chest, feeling the strength of his muscles beneath the fabric, hard and unyielding under my fingers. The contact was electrifying, and I poured every ounce of frustration and longing into that kiss.

If you ask, I'll grant them. He looked up at me, the smile that had been building through the letter widening even further. "Three?" "Three." "I'm thirty-two. Shouldn't I get thirty-two favors?" I laughed. "No. You get three." As dramatic as it sounded, I had specifically chosen three, for the three words in I love you, though I certainly was not about to tell him that part. "Do I have to use them now, or whenever I want?" "You can use them now, tomorrow, next year, whenever you want. But once you've used all three, that's it. No more lifelines."

I whimpered, pressing my hips into his, needing friction. "Oh, how I love you, Annabelle Bliss," he whispered against my mouth. "I love you too," I whispered back. "I love you. I love you. I love you." His smile was soft, his eyes shining with a forgiveness that undid me, as if nothing I had done in the past mattered now, only the love reflected there. Oh, my Patrick. My beautiful, gray-eyed, tattooed Patrick. "I love you," I breathed. "I'm in love with you, Patrick Young."

“You’re everything to me.” My breath hitched, his words igniting a fire that licked through me, my clit throbbing so hard I could barely stand. I stepped closer, my hands sliding up his chest, feeling his heartbeat pound under my fingers, his muscles taut and warm. “Justin,” I whispered, my voice thick with want, “I love you.” The words were easier now, truer with every day, laced with a hunger I couldn’t hide.