Love Crush Dilated Pupils Novels & Stories

He is so charming and delicate, he really knows how to get into a woman's head. After halting to a stop he had his eyes fixed on me. Paralyzed by an unknown force, my pupils dilated in a accordance to his heart throbbing gaze. His face moved closer to mine and an a rush of unfamiliar desire bubbled up inside me. His facial expression softened and his eyes reduced it's gaze. I closed my eyes and in a heartbeat our lips connected causing my pulse to raise. Adrenaline flowed through my veins like electricity. Time was at a stand still and all I could focus on was this hot and lustful kiss.

My eyes instantly made their way back to his face. He gave me a wicked grin which made a weird sensation dashed down to the center of my body, making my breath hitched in my throat for a second. It is then I realized that my pupils were dilated and I was almost drooling over him. The heat rushed to my cheek and I felt them turning crimson red. Biting my lips, I looked down, to save myself from embarrassment.

"Look at me." Obliging, he opened his eyes and slowly, rose them to hers. The look she saw in them knocked the breath out of her. His pupils were so wide, she couldn't pretend not to see what she did. Wild, uncensored lust, heat and passion. Her heart began to pound in her chest. With her staring down at him the way she was, he couldn't stop himself. He swore, shot up and claimed her mouth with his.

I felt a shiver of desire go down my body at his last kiss. He rested his head in the crook of my neck and breathed in my scent. Leaving my neck, he met my eyes and I saw his lust for me. Pure unadulterated lust. His pupils were dilated and appeared almost black. He wiped his tongue on his bottom lip and my gaze drifted towards his lips, which were, a few moments ago, very skillfully massaging my own. I resisted the urge to pull him back down and kiss the living daylights out of him. I knew he wanted it too. I could see it in his eyes and in the tense muscles of his shoulders where I was still holding on to him.

he said in a tormented tone, and when I looked into his eyes, I teared up. "Bobby, please!" I begged, starting to cry, and he brought his hands to my eyes, wiping away my tears. "Don’t cry, my love! You know I would never hurt you," he assured, and when I looked at him, I saw that his pupils were unusually dilated, and from his actions, I knew he was under the influence of some substance that transformed him. "Bobby!" I repeated his name in a pleading tone. He rested his forehead on mine, and I could feel the tears rolling down even more.

In those seemingly affectionate eyes, there was nothing but the void. That night, while he caressed my back and whispered that he loved me, another image kept replaying in my mind. The way Jason had once looked at Lilian. That unhidden, instinctive care in his eyes. Those were his genuine feelings. The tenderness I had stolen didn't belong to me. Every time his phone screen lit up. Every time Lilian appeared. I couldn't stop doubting whether the Love Potion would suddenly lose its effect. Would Jason suddenly wake up? Would Lilian sway him?

Something dark and electric curling low in my stomach that made me hate myself for feeling it at all. Victor groaned softly around my finger like it was the best thing he had tasted all morning. I yanked my hand back hard enough that it stung. “What the hell is wrong with you,” I snapped, heart pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears. I watched his eyes change. It was not gradual. Not subtle. One second they were their usual pale shade and the next they flooded red, deep and violent, like fresh blood spilled on marble. His pupils dilated and locked on my finger like the rest of me had disappeared.

I open my mouth to speak, but no words comes out. He walks closer again, and this time, he is dangerously close to me. I can smell his cologne strongly. “It was not just sex for you, Jen. Was it?” He asks me as he stares into my eyes. His eyes seems magical. His pupils are really dilated as he stares at me. I also see him wetting his lip, and his breathing rhythm has changed. His wide chest is moving up and down faster than normal. He lifts his hands to touch my face, and I watch him in fascination.

There was more tired carved into the lines around his mouth. The room didn’t part for him so much as adjust subtley—paths bending, people shifting without looking like they were doing it. Gravity is disguised as etiquette. Lys’s heart misfired. > **HR: +28%.** > **PUPIL DILATION: +20%.** > **ANOMALY: ESCALATING.** She couldn’t hear Aria properly, but she could feel her scrabbling at the rising spikes, trying to flatten them before Elara’s scripts noticed.

I whispered, stepping towards him only to be pulled into his arms as his mouth came crashing down onto mine. My eyes widened to the size of saucers and I tried to push him away but his whole body was burning up. He finally broke the kiss only to kiss my neck. I was fisting his shirt trying to pull him away while with my free hand, I touched his cheek to make him look at me. "Jason, what's wrong?" I asked him softly cupping both of his cheeks tightly making him look into my eyes. The moment our eyes clashed I stiffened seeing that his pupils were dilated almost covering the whole of blue until they just remained the rims as specs of gold swirled in those spheres.