Love Stroke Novels & Stories

Chloe demanded softly, sitting on the edge of the coffee table so their knees were touching. Hazel took a shuddering breath. "When Liam cheated on me, Xavier was there. He offered me a deal—a contract—and I accepted it. But the rule was simple: I couldn't fall in love. I broke it, Chloe. I fell in love with him. And tonight, when I told him, he panicked, he tore up the contract, and he told me to get out of his house immediately." Chloe’s face went pale, her eyes wide with shock as she gripped Hazel’s hands. "That absolute bastard. You are worth more than any contract he could ever write, Hazel."

Levi maliciously: as he points his eyes up: No, but I can't wait To finish his words with a wink to hit him lightly on the chest and speak shyly: pervert. He smiled at her shyness to hug her tightly and lovingly as he spoke: I love you..I adore you, Anastasia..You became a part of me..And I am nothing without you.. The other one turned to talk: I love you too, Levi. He moved away a few inches and then kissed her deeply and lovingly from her lips. Everyone applauded them happily while Thomas stood looking at them both happily and sadly at the same time..

He just told her and like he expected she nodded in compliance. Now he had to think about what she just asked him, he had to ask himself that question she asked. Ben Larkson was not generally a fan of relationships, he didn't see the need for people to be in love. He wondered what made people believe in love, love was impossible from his point of view. Love was just another word; a synonym to describe lust. He didn't believe in marriages, he didn't believe in love, but as much as he didn't believe in those things, he knew they were just his own beliefs and people were free to believe whatever they wanted to.

Author Pov : ”You’re loving it, don’t you?” Aurora can feel him smirking behind me when he gently slipped one finger inside of my area and started to move in and out, it's not harsh as if he was just teasing me. She tried to hold his hand which was already kneading my boobs, it was not hurtful at all instead she was loving the moment, she found myself getting wetter for him, her legs were slightly tremble for his lovely torture, as his fingers forced her chin and smashed his lips on me, the kiss was ravenous, desperate, and lustful.

This could be the start of something new, something exciting. Snapping my fingers in front of Sophia's face, I bring her back to reality. "Girl," I say, trying to suppress a smile. "He's gone." Sophia blinks, her gaze finally leaving the spot where Adrian had stood. "He is exciting though," she admits, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Yeah, he is," I agree, my mind replaying our conversation. "And he's fine. His perfume... it's so charming." Sophia laughs, her loud personality filling the grand hall. "Men!" she exclaims, shaking her head. "Well, Ella, it seems like you've caught the attention of the most eligible bachelor in San Francisco."

The only word I was able to say was SORRY. He was trying to get an explanation from me for what I did to him while he was trying to control himself. Why did I never contract him? Why do I hide the fact I was never in love with him? What am I doing here in LA? He looked so frustrated yet so happy to look at me. I could tell he was happy to see me but very angry for lying to him for all these years. It was not just an ordinary joke. His veins popped up due to anger.

I wanted Joe to see me try. “Shit, Lois,” Luke muttered. “Your throat is squeezing me so good. Keep doing that. Fuck, I’m not gonna last long if you keep looking at your husband like that while you suck me.” I sucked harder, bobbing my head faster now. My hand stroked him in time with my mouth. Spit was running down my chin and dripping onto my chest, soaking into the black lace of my bra. I could feel how wet my pussy was — untouched, but throbbing and leaking down my thighs onto the rug.

I gently massaged it from the bar to the tip before kissing it tip to base, lucked it from base to tip, wet my lips and took him slowly into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head. Gio’s breathing hitched as she uncrossed his ankles to help keep his balance. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed the warmth of my mouth at the same time as placing a hand on the back of my head. I knew exactly what he wanted so, I pulled down his trousers and boxers in one study pull.

At that moment, while he was silently observing the girl, the pounding from his chest seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. He felt that every movement of the people around them suddenly stopped and only for the two of them did the clock work. Every movement and stroke of his hand is equal to the beating of Adante's heart. Faster and faster and like a race of horses leading him. Even some male nurses who pass by her room suddenly stop and stare at her. All of them are like Adante, who is just amazed and stunned by the beauty of the girl. "Do you believe in love at first sight?" usually whenever I mention that to other women they suddenly smile and are thrilled. That's my way, to attrac

The perfect lover. Her lover stroked her forehead, smoothing back the curls. ‘I am for you, my darling,’ he said softly. An ache built within Josie. Her sex seemed actually to throb with lustful heat. Oh God, she needed desperately for him to bury himself in her liquid warmth. Her eyes met his. He seemed to know what she wanted. In a moment he had turned her around, bent her forwards over the broad stool. The drawers gaped open around her bottom. She smelled the sweet pungent musk of her own arousal. Then she was sinking back onto him, guiding the head of his cock into the tight purse of her sex. His flesh filled her, the stout head forging into her molten core.