Make Me Yours Novels & Stories

“The truth is, Justin didn't even notice my dress or the effort I put into my make up. He hasn't paid attention to me In a long time. I wasn't going to wait for him to make the first move. The tension between us was palpable, and I knew exactly what I wanted. I approached him, bringing my lips close to his ear. “You know, I've always found you incredibly sexy…” I whispered, letting my warm breath brush his skin. I took advantage of the neckline and the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra to reveal my breasts. Marco remained still, surprised, but his eyes darkened with desire. Before he could respond, I took his hand and placed it on my waist, guiding him to pull me against him. His pupils were

Girl I'm gonna pick you up, pick you up, rock you like a baby, loving you so crazy, Imma make you have a flashback, to your first time, and this time, you’ll know, just what you like. So, don’t be acting shy up in this room, like I make you nervous. Imma take my time, do your body right, if you let me. Imma make you feel like a virgin again, again. Imma make you feel like a virgin again, again. Imma gonna make you feel like a virgin again, again. Imma make you feel like a virgin, promise Imma make it all worth it. Imma make you feel like a virgin again.

I says, waiting for a reaction. A small smile, danced in his lips, “then do it.” I widened my eyes in surprise, half expecting him to say no “Really?” “Yes baby, You are mine.” His hands grazed where his marks laid on my neck. “So make me yours.” I didn’t need much convincing, I lowered myself, kissing him deeply, while moving my ass to the rhythm of his thrusts. “Do it, Astrid. Make me yours.” He moaned against my mouth.

I pant again, “yes, my body is yours, all yours.” His thrusts are now speeding up and the pressure in my lower belly is building and ready for release and his hot breath fans my ear once more, “tell me little dove to make you mine, tell me to mark you.” My hips buck up and I scream, “mark me Christov, make me yours.”

"What? You are dating Max. B. Charleston?" Stacy exclaimed excitedly, her eyes opened in surprise as she stared at her best friend. "I'm not dating him, but I'm just wondering if I've been meeting with my savior all this while without knowing it, that can't be possible, there is something else," Kloe tried to convince herself. " You know, if he is the one then it's your luck, but you can't be so sure, the world is a mysterious place so you might just get to the location and meet someone else, you never know, " Stacy uttered with a hint of uncertainty conveyed in her tone.

"Okay, do whatever your boss wants, she is no longer mine now, take her and never return her to me" “Daddy! What do you mean?" Eleven said, she was very surprised to hear her father's words. "Didn't your father tell you? He sold you to my boss, he couldn't pay off his debt, so now, you belong to my boss, come with me” The man said and pulled Eleven's hand away from her father.

“Ride me,” Damn, Ederic was fucked up today. He slowly lifted his waist and thrust as his legs wobbled, feeling a knot inside his stomach. He released his fluid once again, feeling how deep the elder was going. Aaron shook his head before grabbing Ederic's fit waist in his hand, and thrusting deep inside.

He pulled to the very edge only to slide back in and I thought I would faint. “My love.” I cried out. “Yes amore mia. Yes my heart.” “I love you.” “I love you too mia regina.” The tempo rose with the moans. He groaned into my ear as he passionately rocked with his hips. I needed nothing else. I was in paradise, the whole world falling away. “Baby.” “Mmhh.” His moans were killing me. The pumps got desperate, going deeper and faster yet still gently in some way. “Bello, principessa.”

“Make me yours.” Her vision was blurry with passion and her chest felt tight when Scott said, “No need to ask, baby. I will make you mine.”

I wanted my scent to be rubbed off. He is MINE! One step closer, my already hardened nipples would brush against his perfect sculpture-eight-pack abs. I licked my lips, feeling my breathing already racing. There was no turning back now. "Make love to me," I muttered, almost embarrassed about my wants and needs. "Take this burning desire to feel you inside of me and f*ck it right out of me! Make me scream your name until my throat runs dry. I want you. Just you. Make me yours again."