Infinity Love Or Lust Novels & Stories

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

His passionate kisses and hugs were nothing but lust. The way he adored my body was nothing but lust. Whenever he had mentioned “I love you”, it was nothing but lust. The beautiful emotions I always saw in those blue eyes were nothing but lust. The way he made my body react whenever he touched me, was nothing but lust. Everything was lust. Pure lust. Lust with deceit.

We can either turn it ON or turn it Off. Lust on the other hand is lust is a purely sexual attraction but love is both passionate and compassionate. She lusts over his looks and it gets into her head, making her feel as if she's truly in love. If she had to be in love, then I don't think that she would have allowed Jeff to walk away from her presence with a straight face. Anna had always claimed that she was madly in love with Jeff, but she just lusted over him, and she also has a crush on him.

I said, almost as a plea. He pulled out again. "No…” I whined. "Not yet." He spun me around, lifted me onto the desk, and positioned himself between my legs. He pushed back in, this time facing me and my legs wrapped around his waist. The current position made me feel him much deeper. I could see every emotion flickering across his face. Lust, need and something softer he won't say aloud. He thrusted into me, one hand on my hip and the other cupping my face.

His voice trailed off. "You heard me loud and clear. Love doesn't exists. It is a cover up for lust or something similar to that." "Lust! Can you hear yourself clearly?" "Yes I can hear myself clearly." "Lust is a feeling of strong desire especially one driven by sexual arousal." "I already know what lust is, Goodness. You don't need to educate me." "Forgive me, Perer but you are insane." Insane! It meant that I was out of my mind for saying that love doesn't exists. Do you feel that I am insane too?

It was cold inside the room and his two air conditioners were on, but he seemed to be sweating and feeling hot inside himself. The young woman covered his lips that were almost grinding their teeth because of the excitement and passion of both of them. Even Adante suddenly felt heat in his body. He thinks that his masculinity always lives every time he observes closely the attractive face of his wife. That's why instead of restraining himself, he seems to have been carried away again by the burning of their hearts and their teasing feelings. He pulled Hera to sit and separated her two legs which were now placed on Adante's backside.

She arched her back to feel him even deeper. Amy was a moaning mess under Bryan, who kept repeating the words ‘I love you’ in her ear. He held her hips steady and with one hard thrust, he came inside her, causing her to see stars. “I love you more.” she whispered back, gazing into his eyes.

We aren’t overcome by lust but love. I just want to hold her close and never let her go. As she kisses me deeper, I can see a few drops of tears run down her cheek. I can feel what she feels. We’ve never been apart for more than a day at a stretch and it is painful. I am happy to see her and my grasp around her bare waist is not out of my physical desires and needs, but it is to tell her that I would never want to let her go. We don’t make out. Yes, we start, but both of us just keep telling each other how much we missed the other being around. I never thought I would ever be talking to Avantika while she was naked, but I am today.

Our love is a flame that can never be extinguished, consuming us both in its passionate embrace. Henry turns my body, placing me on his lap, his hands exploring every inch of my skin as he whispers sweet nothings in my ear. I move my hands down his back, feeling his muscles tense beneath my touch, and pull him closer, unable to resist the magnetic pull between us. My fingers graze his hard nipples, sending shivers down his spine as he lets out a low groan of pleasure. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, lost in the intoxicating dance of love and desire.

She was getting what she always dreamed of her husband love, his care, his attention, and his comfort. Her Infatuation got its response. Last night, grace felt so different. She never in these 3 years felt this much love and care, what she felt last night. The way he took care of her. He held her with so much love and care that she didn't believe whether it was her old, cold-hearted husband or not. She knew he was not a cold-hearted man, but he was not ready to leave that disguise for everyone, but he had to for grace, his love.