Love At First Night Novel Novels & Stories

It was very obvious that that night was the only night that he has been happy in many years. The cause of it to be a human? Xavier knew that he was taking a very big risk, considering the fact that his first love breaking his heart should have taught him not to trust women that easily. But no, it was totally different with her that night. He didn't think of the fact that she might be in a relationship, or married. All he knew was that he loved every moment, he spent woth her and will give up many thousand dollars if that will buy her time.

"But I can't help the way I feel about you." Despite their reservations, Lily and James continued to see each other in secret. They knew that they were playing with fire, but they couldn't bring themselves to end their relationship. "I love you," Lily whispered one night, as they lay in bed together. "I love you too," James replied, pulling her into a kiss. "And we'll figure out a way to make this work."

I yelled at him, but I knew at that moment that it would be impossible for us to stop. As Night and I merged together, we grabbed her hips and started to thrust deep and hard into her. Looking at Aleena being bounded and blindfolded while bending over awaken the primal beast inside us. “We need to go slow and gentle, Night. It’s her first time,” I told Night. “She loves it,” Night said as we kept pounding hard into her, eliciting more moans from her. “Don’t stop.. It feels good..” she kept begging us and moaning.

Every single piece of our clothes was discarded to the floor, and it was only us—nothing between us as a barrier and nothing to stop us from making love that night. From each love bite he sucked on me, he marked my body as his territory. From each touch, he melodiously made me feel sparks in my body. From each stroke, he made me groan in satisfaction. From each thrust, he gave me the utmost pleasure. He finally marked me as his, and I belonged to him. We made love for the very first time. - - - - - "When is your next heat?" Bright asked, poking at my cheek. We were lying on the bed snuggling close to each other, tired.

I smiled as I kept thinking about the first time I met her, and I chuckled involuntarily, and just let all the recollection fills my brain and heart before I perished. It's so unhappy that we ended up like this but at the same time, I had no regret to let myself die here with her, with the sword which connected our bodies. I will never regret this moment even in heaven. This is between Love and Death, and I chose to disappear here with someone I used to loved and I used to hate. But in the end, I still fill the same way. I still felt my love for her that was only covered with anger and grief. But the most important thing was that the truth brought into this world. I held Ylisha's head and g

Liora - POV "I have to confess," I could barely manage to whisper. Selene leaned in, curiosity written all over face. "What is it?" As my chest tightened, I inhaled deeply. "You know I am a stripper." Her face remained the same, so I continued. "Last night , I was going to do a private show. Oh boy, I was excited-had some bills due this week-and then my boss called. She apparently found another deal, and actually, a bigger one. One where some guy wants to send off a grand part of his life before he gets hitched." Dry throat, but I continued: "I went. I danced. He gave me a lot more than I've ever seen. And I.... I spend the night with him."

"Mr. Lutherson, are you going after a dead man now? Trying to throw his ashes into the dump?" Christopher shuddered and stumbled a step toward me, reaching out as though he could still touch me. Disgusted, I took a step back and flung his attempt away. "Don't touch me. You're vile." The humiliation hit him full on, and he froze. His eyes turned red, and tears began to gather. "Nat, I had no idea. I…" "Of course you didn't." I picked up the wastewater bucket and turned to the staircase. "You were setting off fireworks for your first love and celebrating a win. Remember this, Christopher. You were the one who killed him." I walked away without looking back.

"For this weekend. For meeting my parents. For everything." "Thank your parents for not hating me." "They loved you. I told you they would." He smiled, but there was something soft in his eyes that made my chest ache. I leaned over and kissed him, long and slow, memorizing the feel of his lips against mine. "I love you." I said it first this time and closed my eyes, waiting for him to say it too. "I love you too." He replied and my lips stretch into a smile. This was our new normal and I loved it.

“I heard he loves his things untouched. I would love to touch her, feel her, savor her and explore her.” My chest heaved twice, a double gasp tearing from my throat, each one puncturing my sobs as if the very air was being squeezed out of my lungs. “As you wish, Don." Someone responded. “She looks like a little surprise present, strip her open like one.” He commanded. The man's foot left my head and he grabbed me roughly, ripping my silk nightgown to expose the lace panties I was wearing. “No!" I cried, shielding myself with my hand as I pulled the ripped silk together to cover myself.

That night, I fell for him. He kept his night visits, but instead of leaving the moment he was done cumming, he pulled me to him and spent the night. He was gone before I ever woke up, but the more we spent the night, the deeper I fell for him. I remember the first time I told him I loved him. It had been a year since he started the night visits and I had been so fucking nervous that I almost gave myself a panic attack.