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I didn't realize the sudden swift motion until I felt his lips on me. I gasp into the kiss as he pulled me tight against his body wrapping his hands around me. I moan as he pulled my lower lip leaving it and going back in for another kiss. I was frustrated. I didn't know how to kiss as my body stood frozen. My lips were just numb as he licked my upper lip making me jump on my heels in surprise as he chuckled. "A-Alex-I " I held onto his arms because my legs went numb. But before he could do that again I have pulled away from his body into another body.

Their breaths mingled, hearts pounding in sync, as years of restrained desire finally broke through. “Riven…” she murmured between kisses, her voice trembling with need and fear. “I know,” he replied, his hands tracing the curves of her body through the thin layers of fabric. “I’ve wanted this… every moment we’ve been near each other.” The world was a blur of sensation—heat, skin, whispers, and the intoxicating pull of forbidden desire. Their clothes became secondary, discarded with care, each piece a barrier removed, each touch a silent confession. Kaelin gasped as his lips traced her collarbone, his hands gentle yet commanding, learning the map of her body with an intimacy reserved for con

"I really do love you." She could feel the sincerity in his tone and could see the genuineness in his eyes,but she found herself speechless. She couldn't say a word. The words that had somehow formed in her head before had disappeared. She only looked intently at him with parted lips. James could see she was assimilating his words. She was probably processing and settling them somewhere in her heart. But as he looked at her parted lips, he could think of no other thing than the supple feeling of those twins brought him. He wanted to taste those again and never let go till dawn. But he wouldn't dare. He knew Joyce. She was probably still angry at him one way or the other. He didn't want to be

“Interesting.” She whispers as the two hold each other and are drawn unto their selfish and carnal desire that started the fracture and destruction of the world from its very first loop. The scene changes as that explain the middle, and she is now seeing the two claiming with their heat and desire to each other making their love visible unto the bright full moon from above. “Now, just when does love becomes a curse?” Asking once more, but even deeper than before, she still stands in the corner as the scene once more shifts, where a scream and curse follow.

Or will Leah discover what romance is? ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ [Chapter 2: End] ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪

Alexandra Chapter 2 I grip the sweat-slicked steering wheel, chest heaving with each ragged breath. The high-pitched whine of the engine spooling down is barely audible over the pounding in my ears. I blink hard, finally releasing the death grip on the wheel as the adrenaline ebbs.

But Noah’s title stopped me cold. Dirty Desire. A nervous laugh escaped my mouth. Surely, I was imagining things, I had to be imagining things. Surely, this wasn’t what I thought it was. But when I opened the first page, my breath hitched. I couldn't believe my eyes. Noah hadn’t written a romance. He’d written a fantasy. His fantasy, a well detailed one at that. The words became more and more serious with each line: “She’s older, irresistible. Her voluptuous boobs pressed against my mouth”, “her wet pussy clenching tightly around me”, “her big fat ass bouncing against my hips.”

WARNING:- This chapter may contain light sexual content not suitable for children. When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are to become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when b

she said, just as thunder rumbled in the distance. "I’m only here to ask you one question," jimmy replied. "What is it?" "Look into my eyes and tell me you don't love me," his voice implored, causing her to exhale deeply. "How many times do I have to say it? I don’t love you!" "I don’t believe that. Look me deep in the eyes and tell me you don’t have feelings for me." She sighed and lifted her gaze to meet his. The light sparkled, igniting the depth of their connection. They were drawn to one another, unable to look away, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.

"I love you too." The sun rises over Paris. And for the first time in months, I'm not afraid. Because love is not surveillance. It's presence. And we're both finally learning how to be here. End of Chapter 135