Love You Wifey の小説・ストーリー

he said sincerely. Felix let go of his embrace and looked deep into his wife's eyes. He wiped away her tears and cupped Cyra's face with his hands. "Darling, I love you. You've managed to break down the walls around my heart. Your presence has truly transformed my once-dark life. But now, my days have become precious since you came into my life. Will you fulfill my wish now? I want you and me to become us. I await your answer, Cyra Alesha... my beloved wife!" Felix expressed his feelings from the bottom of his heart.

She gasped, "Fuck, Matty! Fuck, what-- what was that?" I chuckled. "Didn't like it?" Her beautiful breasts rose and fell a bit more slowly as she started to regain her breath. There were little tears on her face now. "How are-- What-- How can you be so good? So good at-- you love me exactly like I want, Matty." They fell freely now. "I love you so much, Matt. You-- you really promise? I'm your wife? Not-- not just some silly little kid's game, not you humoring your stupid, horny little sister until she grows out of her dumb fetish?"

Avery screamed, pressing her palms flat to the board above her head, her legs widening as her breath came out in sharp, desperate pants. My hand slid up to wrap around her throat. I tightened my grip slightly, and drove into her harder. Mine. I slid out, only to slam back in. Only mine. I stared at her—those half-lidded eyes, that mouth red from biting, the one I was so fucking obsessed with. “I love you so much,” I confessed, each thrust punctuated with need. Her eyes snapped to mine, locking on like she’d been waiting to hear it. Her lips stayed puckered, but I gave her a gentle squeeze around her throat, bringing us face-to-face.

How to make me feel wanted and not feel alone. “I love you too,” ***** UNEDITED

"You asked me once how you were supposed to live without me. And the answer, my love, is that you don't have to. You will never have to live without me again. I am yours, Williams. My heart, my soul, my future—all of it belongs to you. Today and always." She squeezed his hands, her voice breaking with the intensity of her emotion. "Thank you for never giving up on us. Thank you for loving me through everything. Thank you for being the man I always knew you were—kind, strong, loyal, and so incredibly good. I am the luckiest woman in the world to be standing here, about to become your wife." "I love you," she whispered, the words carrying through the silent cathedral. "I love you more than I e

Keith declared. "I love my wife's shirt," Wendell claimed. "I love my wife's scent," Sean described. "Samuel is probably thinking, oh, both Mommy and Daddy are here." "I love my wife," Evan said. His friends chuckled, and one by one, they expressed the same. "I love my wife too!" Keith echoed. "Me too!" Wendell said. "We are fucking lucky, man. We are," Sean said. "I love my wife, and she loves me back."

“I think she makes a great point. Don’t you think so too, wifey?” For the rest of the night, Vera felt like she was floating on a dream. Never before had she realized how powerful one simple word could be— “Wifey.” And yet, it was enough to make her surrender to him completely.

"You're doing this, and we're getting married tomorrow. A Loving wife you chose and it, you will be." "And I hate late replys" Liam growl, making me flinch. "So, what are you saying?" He asks again. I slowly nod. "I understand words better," He adds, and it somewhat sounds threatening. "I… I'll be your wife" I shut my eyes as the word leaves my mouth. "You already are" He scoffs, "I added the loving part for a reason." He moves my hair behind my shoulder. I am suddenly hit with a hicup, "I'll your loving wife" I say.

"Shunshine, that man has hurt you more times then I could count. Why would you wanna be around him? I can't stand him. I hate him for you. He ain't gotta be their to spend time with the kids. Send his ass home. I can't see how you do it. You should hate him. He dogged your ass out." "Kita, before we both say some things that's gone hurt our friendship, I think it's just best we agree to disagree. I was the one that was married to him. You act like you was. He is my first love and I'll never let our issues come between him being a good daddy. I'll call you later after the holidays because girl you tripping." I said and ended the call. I didn't even wait on her to respond. I was livid. Between

"I want your face to be the last thing I see before I go to sleep at night and the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning. I want to spend every second, minutes, hour and day of my life knowing you are in it every single step of the way. In good and bad times, I want it to be you, me, against the world and anything we might face" I took hold of his hand and squeeze it gently. "I love you Ryder Smith. I have always loved you even when I acted like I didn't and will always love you. You made me embrace who I am and I will forever live to love and cherish you each and every single day of my life" "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" The word finally leaving my mouth as I gro