Livre D Amour Novels & Stories

and "In His Arms." It's a section on romance. It's the only section with books in hues of sultry reds and blushing pinks. I reach for 'In His Arms' and pull it out enough to see the cover. Longing twists my insides at the vision of a shapely man holding a brunette in his loving arms, as the title suggests. They're naked. Their flushed bodies were wrapped haphazardly in a white satin sheet. "Are you looking for anything in particular?" Kade calls from across the library.

He found it and headed back to her room. Lilian was fully engrossed in her book. She didn't hear the lock turning and soon enough, the door flung open. She was very startled to see Damian standing in her room with a key chain in hand. She looked at him. It didn't take a genius to put two-and-two together. She rolled her eyes and went back to her book. It was a response that Damian expected. He watched her read with so much intrigue. At least she had the sense to read. He stole a glance at the spine and saw that The Kama Sutra was written on his. His body shivered pleasantly. It was his favorite book and she was reading his best volume. He smiled slyly to himself. "Let's see how much she has

Liz was biting her lip in an endearing way and I allowed myself to fantasise that things were different and I could do everything I wanted to her straight away. “Are you telling me I should have come here in search of a cookery book?” Was she really that naïve? I suspected she was. “Not exactly,” I told her. “How familiar are you with the works of the Marquis de Sade?” Her shocked gasp told me she at least knew her history. I selected a volume even more pertinent to our coming time together. “And this?” I showed her the cover, ramming home my intentions. She covered her mouth with her hand briefly before saying, “The Kama Sutra. Byron, I – I don’t understand.”

Gavin replied with a shrug. Leila finally found her voice. “You love me?” Gavin stepped closer to her, knelt in front of her chair like they were the only two people in the room. “Yes. I love you. And I do not care what it costs me.” It was ridiculous. It was the kind of scene that belonged in a badly written romantic movie but God help her, she was melting. Right then, she forgot all about Adele and the baby and their messed up life and all she could think of was Gavin Hasters proclaiming his love for her.

Thank God for these dim lights; nobody can see or notice anything. I continue grinding against her, and she grinds against my crotch. She enjoys the excitement too, rubbing against me and smiling mischievously. This heat between us keeps escalating. I can't hold back any longer; I pull her towards me, turning her to face me, and I kiss her passionately. My hand instinctively moves to her buttocks, squeezing firmly. That naughty girl grabs my penis and starts caressing it over my pants.

She’d never had a lover like him. Insatiable. Perceptive. Tender and passionate. Earthy and imaginative. It was very possible he’d ruined her for any other man. The thought made her stomach dip. One day, probably soon if her track record was anything to go by, this fling with Fabien would be over and she would be forced to stop basking in the here and now and think about the future. About a life without dancing… About a life without Fabien. “‘J’aime faire l’amour avec toi’, Blaze, (I love making love to you)” Fabien murmured as he flexed his hips.

He kissed her passionately as he brought his hands up to cup and fondle her wonderful breasts. A wave of pleasant nostalgia washed over Cassandra as remembrances of making passionate, unhurried love with her late husband flooded her brain. Her closed eyes became wet as she returned Bobby's kiss and enjoyed the feel of his big hands gently massaging her tits and the crush of his erection against her mound as he moved his hips in tiny humps. He couldn't know it, of course, but it was exactly the way that lovemaking began with her and Charlie. It made her feel warm and wonderful and loved. She hoped that Melissa was going to wait a good long time before she interrupted them with her "accidental

She brings her arms around my neck while I snake my arms around her waist pulling her even closer to me. "I want you" she say standing on her tones bring her closer to my lips. "What about me do you want?" I ask making our lips touch. "I want your d-dick" she says against my lips. "Then take it" I say and connect our lips. The kiss is filled with hunger. It's not passion that drives the kiss it's pure lust. A need for satisfaction and desire. Our lips move in sync with one another. I move my hands down her curvy body to her plump ass, grabbing onto it and lifting her onto the counter top without braking the kiss.