Looking To The Eyes Of Love Novels & Stories

And from those eyes I found a light of love that was so beautiful. "Let's eat first, honey. Afterward, then we'll see the bunker." "What's a bunker? I've never seen one in my life." "Later you will find out for yourself." Jack started his first mouthful of me. "Jack, people see," I whispered. "Let it go. They must also have felt loved and loved by their chosen one." "You are very romantic." "And hot, for sure." Jack chuckled. I pinched his arm spoiled. After eating, we walked to the bunker that Jack had meant. I was flabbergasted with amazement and sadness.

I don't want anyone to even look into your eyes. Your eyes speak the words that your lips never could. Your actual eyes are too honest to disguise the sweet soul shining through them. Your eyes are like crystals. I never want to let them go when we stare at each other. I love the way your eyes look so concerned when I am going away.

I know one look in them and I will be lost. "Look in my eyes Love." He says softly in my ear. I shake my head negatively still keeping my head down. "Look into my eyes Love." He softly kisses below my ear making me lose my sense and I look into his eyes which seems to be full in love. I gasp seeing his eyes.

“When I wake up, the only person I think about is you. When I'm in the office, I think about you, you and only you. Look into my eyes, Iza. Look into my eyes and see if you won't realize how much I love you. Just look into my eyes.” Izabelle closed her eyes and opened them just to at least calm herself a little and raised her face to stare at him. She could see love in his eyes. He looks at her as if she is the most beautiful thing he has seen in his life. He looks at her with so much love.

"I want to be inside you." She looks at me with eye lids that are slightly closed as I line my cock against her pussy lips. I push in slowly and watch as her eyes close and she moans out my name. I watch as her lips open wider and her tongue slides unto her upper lip. She exhales as she takes more of me in. Her eyes open once again and latch onto mine. I can see it now. Trust and love in her eyes. I'm not sure what it is she sees or loves me for, but my chest tightens, and my heart, which had remained dead to love, wells with fucking emotion.

"That was so sweet of you Irfan, one of the best compliments one could have paid me. Thank you for everything cause I see love in your eyes baby." "How do you see it?" Irfan wrapped his hands around her waist, whispering in her ears. "It is written all over your face, especially in your eyes, when someone is in love you can tell just by looking in their eyes." Irfan let out a happy groan. She flung her arms around his neck. Starring deep into his captivating eyes, time stood stock still as they stared at each other, she spread her slender fingers around his smooth-shaven jaw and whispered unabashedly in a very enticing way.

He hated that I was blind, not because he saw me as broken but because he thought I deserved better. “I want you to see me,” Lorien murmured, his voice rough with emotion. “To look into my eyes and know exactly how much you mean to me. I want you to see the way I look at you, Lysaa.” His words made my heart clench painfully in my chest. “And when I finally make love to you,” he continued, his voice dropping into that deep, velvety tone that always made my knees weak, “I want you to keep your eyes on me, to watch me as I rail you into the bed.”

Suddenly, I took off my seat belt and pushed open my door, saying, "How about I teach him a lesson-" "No!" She screeched, grasping my arm with her soft palms, stopping me mid-sentence and managing to pull me back into the car. I met her shaky gaze, one filled with dread as she looked me straight in the eyes. "No, let him be. Please." I weakened, unable to break the intense eye contact. Involuntarily, my eyes trailed down her lips and noticed they were wobbling and mine itched me, craving to be sandwiched with hers. I blinked the nasty thoughts away and averted my gaze to her eyes. They seemed heavy laden with emotions and unspoken words. Her eyes brimmed with tears and my heart sank. Was she

Tears of pleasure started glistening in her eyes, along with that enormous amount of love for him. Only their fate knew what was going to happen that moment when these eyes were going to gaze at each other not with love but just hatred and the dusk of the falling morning was going to be its first witness.