Loser Lover It Novels & Stories

I know he can see how flushed my face is, but stubbornness is just my nature. A chuckle escapes Cedric’s lips before he brushes my hair affectionately. That only causes more fluttery feelings within my heart. He is the worst. I wish I could resist his charms sometimes, but alas… that is impossible. “I don’t want you misunderstanding anymore…” he pauses, consideration on his face. “You are my lover. Not a plaything, not a toy, not ‘part of a harem’. You’re mine and I am yours… do you understand?” He asks, his face searching mine for a response.

My lover never did things by accident and I wondered — what was his purpose? For a moment nothing happened. I waited, expecting the metal covering over the narrow oblong window to be removed. ‘Don't we have to put some money in the slot?’ I whispered. My lover shook his head. ‘We’ve paid for a special show. Be patient, darling.’ His fingers traced the contour of my cheek. I leaned against him, wanting to feel his warmth against my skin. My dress was sleeveless and I shivered when he ran the tips of his fingers up my bare arm. His lips moved to my neck. They were firm, demanding. I knew what he wanted and parted my thighs.

Lior is on the desk, legs loosely wrapped around Vince’s hips, hands fisted in his hair. Vince is facing me. His mouth is on Lior’s neck, his jaw working like he’s starving and Lior is the only thing keeping him alive. Lior moans, low and rough. Vince breathes him in, his voice a low purr. “When are you done with the girl?” The girl. Not Tamsin. Not even your girlfriend. Just. The. Girl. I don’t move. I don’t blink. I don’t breathe. I just stay crouched there like some tragic cliché in a horror movie, except the monster isn’t behind me — it’s inside, behind that damn window, holding my lover like he belongs to him.

He slows for a moment, grinding deep and slow, kissing me tenderly even as his cock stretches me wide. “I love wrecking this pussy,” he whispers against my lips. “Love watching you fall apart on my cock. You’re so fucking perfect, Celestine. My wife. My everything.” The tender words mixed with the filthy way he’s still buried inside me push me over the edge one last time. I come with a broken cry, walls pulsing around him. Lysander groans deep in his chest, thrusts growing erratic and desperate. He buries himself to the hilt and comes hard, flooding me with thick, hot spurts of his release. He keeps thrusting through it, pushing every drop deeper, claiming me completely.

The dark-haired lover grabs the hard penis of the blond-haired lover, who had just licked the woman's pussy, and looking into his eyes, as if asking for permission, lowers his head and runs his tongue over the tip, making the other hissis. Stephany runs her fingers over the nipples, her eyes getting darker, on the lovers' movements. When the dark-haired lover starts pumping his head and sucking hard, the noises reach Stephany's ears, and she moans with pleasure and rubs her clitoris. Her eyes always fixed on her two lovers. The blond-haired lover leans back, giving better access to the dark-haired lover, who takes the opportunity to grab the blond-haired lover's balls. The blond-haired lover

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

"I know I messed up. I was a bastard before! I was blind and treated you like dirt. I shouldn't have lied to you; I shouldn't have hurt you for someone else's sake! "Alessia, I love you. I really do. When I almost lost you while standing outside that OR in Nuvak, I finally understood that I can't live without you. Can you please come home with me? We'll start over, and I'll do whatever you want. I'll give you everything the Luca family has to offer…"

He told them and intended to leave the room. "That's it? That's all you had to say, and I thought you were going to kill me," Angel said he turned and looked at me with a devilish smile on his face. "I can't say that this idea didn't cross my mind but sometimes you have to change plans," he said and winked at her. "Make yourself at home my love," he said and walked out of the room. "I'm not your lover, and I never will be," Angel said loudly.

A few more times the two took turns kissing me while their hands were everywhere caressing my body. “Ah…Theron…” I muttered as he began to caress her femininity. I watched Thander get out of bed. I looked down at its masculinity. Letse, did I do that last night? I could handle two like that ?! Letse! That’s why my femininity hurts! Theron turned my gaze back to him. It doesn’t seem to get tired of kissing my lips! “Let’s shower together.” Thander said standing at the bathroom door. I turned to Theron, he grinned then lifted me off the bed.