Mille Tendresse Novels & Stories

"This desire, Anastasia, had never been faded. I really love you, Anastasia.” She just stared at his eyes that seemed to be talking and attracting her. Arthuro kissed her again. She was carried away. Her body started burning like a fire. She resisted Arthuro's kiss. She allowed him to kiss her, to her lips, down to her neck. His kisses were sweet and tender. He undressed her in just a few moments. A strange sensation arose in his body of Arthuro suddenly grabbed the lower part of her body. "Oh..." It was like the tingling invading her.

With each tender caress, he ignited a fierce longing within me, drawing forth a desperate moan of yearning. His hands found their way to my aching breasts, gentle yet firm as they teased and tantalized. Frustration bubbled within me, craving a touch more primal, a passion more intense. But Patrick, ever the gentleman, persisted in his tender ministrations, softly grazing my nipples as I yearned for more.

'' He asked but my eyes are getting colder every minutes have pass between the both of us. ''Should I ask the same question to you, huh? For acting strange too. Are you mad that I didn't reply to your messages? Is that your only reason, huh? Too shallow, Rozieden, too shallow that I am scared to open myself more to you. You always get mad on petty things that made me think that this is not worth it.'' My voice is getting higher while our conversation are also getting deep and tense.

I hiss as I brush past him and climb onto the table without any help. Wriggling my skirt up to my hips, I shut my eyes and spread my legs wide open for them to feast on. Trent takes his place at the head of the table, the sound of wheels rolling across the floorboards fills the room, and I sense him leaning in, taking a closer look. "Your pussy lips are an exquisite shade of red, Mila, reminds me of a perfectly ripe cherry." His hot breath spreads across the insides of my thighs like a wildfire losing control.

With a tenderness that contrasted his earlier urgency, James lifted Milla into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. As James gently laid Milla down on the bed, their kisses never ceased, each one a soft murmur of the love and desire that flowed between them. With tender motions, he began to remove her clothes, each piece falling away in a silent testament to the trust and intimacy enveloping them. Their connection deepened with every touch, every kiss, as they embarked on a journey of exploration and mutual surrender, their hearts beating as one in the quiet sanctity of their shared space. "In my life, I've longed for love and family too," James confessed, his voice soft yet steady as th

Her eyes fell shut, lost in the sensation of his gentle caresses. Cedric leaned in closer, giving in to his own desire as he let his lips brush against her skin before leaving a single gentle kiss there. He heard Marisol sigh, the sound heavy and then her teeth sink into the plush flesh of her lower lip, the soft pressure of his lips against her flesh threatening to rip the most embarrassing sounds out of her throat.

I circle my tongue around it, biting tenderly. Milena’s body yearns into mine, her toes curling against my leg. She vibrates, a moan breaking out of her throat.

I immediately realized that what I liked the most in every touch of Hazz about me were the sounds that filled our surroundings. Not music, not some song from nature, but our sounds. The sound of his lips closing in my body, the sound of the friction of his tongue as he passes through that sensitive and excited part of my body, the sound of my moans in response to his actions. The sound of our breaths, which even distant still showed the intensity and pure desire. Lust in sound form.

The contrast between the tender caresses and the dark possession in his eyes creates a delicious tension. My heart races as he moves lower, leaving hot kisses along the inside of my thighs. His hands guide my legs apart, and I feel his warm breath teasing the sensitive skin between them. The anticipation builds, and then his lips finally meet that intimate space. He rips away my underwear with his teeth and a gasp escapes my lips.

she complimented softly, caught in his magnetic charms. Mili caged her breath in her throat as he pulled her under him swiftly with his eyes still closed. She cursed herself silently, thinking how every time she got it wrong. Her eyes fluttered open while his eyes were still shut as he began nibbling on her neck gently. He sucked on her skin feverishly in the dire need to mark her even more. Enveloped in lazy sleep and his cozy embrace, Mili moaned sweetly digging her nails on his back muscles. She could deliriously sense his rigid hardness pressed against her soft core.