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He was so lost in both lust and passion that he didn't move away when Ray finally claimed his lips. The kiss is full of carnality, full of need for each other. Justin couldn't prevent himself from moaning when Ray slides his tongue inside his mouth, tasting his sweetness with such carnality that made Justin's knees buckle. Ray suddenly lifted him up, his hands supporting Justin's thighs as he placed him on top of the counter. He settled himself between the brunet's legs, his hand caressing his side. Justin felt so lost. He could feel himself drowning in the pool of lust called Grey Ray and he doesn't know how to get out.

His voice trailed off. "You heard me loud and clear. Love doesn't exists. It is a cover up for lust or something similar to that." "Lust! Can you hear yourself clearly?" "Yes I can hear myself clearly." "Lust is a feeling of strong desire especially one driven by sexual arousal." "I already know what lust is, Goodness. You don't need to educate me." "Forgive me, Perer but you are insane." Insane! It meant that I was out of my mind for saying that love doesn't exists. Do you feel that I am insane too?

They got themselves a room, an elite one. Hormones rose, clothes were ripped off; the black hat with a white feather, the hiking boots, her skimpy piece of clothing, pink panties with a flower. They literally jumped in bed amidst lustful fiery smooches, the slow sensuous song playing harmoniously in the background was having its effect. He leaned between her thighs, she was ready to take all of him in her, he wasn't. "How about performing a little task for me for two hundred and fifty thousand dollars?"

Louisa stated. "What?" He scoffed, "How do you even know? It could be likeness or better still, lust or something." Louisa gestured her chin to the chair opposite her. "What?" Marley quizzed, looking lost. "Sit, dumass," she reciprocated his action seconds later. "Can't believe you still can't sort out the difference between love and lust. Permit me to call names, What Amanda had for you was lust. She never looked at you the way Zana does..."

She defended and Pearce laugh hysterically. " Yes, I didn't deny that." Pearce say as he glance at the young boy, Martin who was trying to look away from him. He scoff as he raised his brows back at her. "Margarita." He called and she gave a listening look. "Go prepare, you will be welcoming a mistress soon " He tell and Margarita widened her eyes, shocked! All she wants, was to be his only lover, though it shatters ever since he started hating her for giving birth. But now that he wants to invite a stranger to be her mistress.

Love is a set of emotions and behaviors characterized by intimacy, passion, and commitment. It involves care, closeness, protectiveness, attraction, affection, and trust. Love can vary in intensity and can change over time. It is associated with a range of positive emotions, including happiness, excitement, life satisfaction, and euphoria, but it can also result in negative emotions such as jealousy and stress.

I had learnt something else, something which had changed my mindset. From all my observations in the past month, I had figured out that Hate was way more stronger than Love. Love was nothing but fantasy, something read in storybooks and viewed in movies. It was something mistaken by others as real and true, while it was truly nothing but mere lust compounded with desire and sexual need. Something which our body hormones toy with us.

The storm in his eyes grew darker with lust and desire, there was something about that storm that made her want him even more then she already did and made her wetter then she already was. He smirked at her reaction and then moved in and started planting kisses on the inside of her legs starting from the top of her foot trailing all the way down to inside of her thigh. She squirmed a bit but he tighten his grip on her thighs stopping her from moving any more and continued the assault on her legs. He bit and nipped on her inner thighs so hard that she knew that it would leave marks. Higher and higher he moved not yet touching her cunt but coming so very close to it and she moaned out loudly i

“I do plan to use this for my benefit, however.” “How so?” “A surrogacy contract. She’s going to provide me an heir.” “Tread lightly,” Aron said, shaking his head. “Lust is an emotion that has no discernment. You can hate someone and desire them with the same intensity as someone you love, though lust through love is its own beast. It will leave you physically at that person's will. Your body is telling you that you feel something. What that is, I’m not sure, but whatever it is, you may want to figure it out before it consumes you.”

I think not. Let's be honest here. Lust is all about sex. These chemicals in our bodies want us to get down and dirty with our chosen partner. But let's not get confused - as so many women are inclined to do - lust is not love. However, lust can lead to love. This brings us to stage two. Attraction.