My Husband Is My Love Novels & Stories

, I told him. "I don't advice you to fall in love with me. For me love doesn't mean anything serious other than an endearment. So you don't have to appease me by saying it more often. I would like to see more action than the words. I'm a doer and I don't believe in fake promises or love in itself ", said my husband gravely. " You don't believe in love? ", I asked incredulously. " I don't believe in it. I would be happy if you give me a blow job rather than saying that you love me ", he said with a sinister laugh.

You do know that, right? "Yeah, of course I know that," my husband replied, and he grasped my hand. "He pretty much always does. That’s why he’s so important to me. But not as important as you. No one is as important as you. I love you, Sara. I love you more than anything. You do know that, right?"

I whispered brokenly, against his mouth, with the tension beginning to coil inside me unbearably tight, I said, quietly, huskily, through the quivering lips, "I love you, husband." He opened his eyes and looked into mine, dark and burning. "I love you as well, my wife." And, with one last thundering groan and thrust, he came inside of me, and I came along as we shattered screaming one another's name out. "I know you do," I tell him with a chuckle, "So, when are you taking me on that bought date of your, husband? I must say, you really did put on a show over there?"

I was curious about my husband. His friends, who appeared to be from the back of the house, came out. "Love? Didn't you always want your own house?" I nodded to my husband. My eyes widened in surprise. "Don't tell me? Henry, you did this secretly and thought that I wouldn't feel anything that you were busy here," I said to my husband in amazement. "Thank you, love. Even if you give me a small house, I will not complain; I will accept it with all my heart. Your love for us is more than enough." I said scratchy here.

The night had been a whirlwind of love, passion, and intimate connection, and now, in the hushed stillness of the early hours, I couldn't help but reflect on the depth of our love. As I gazed at the man beside me, my heart swelled with a profound sense of gratitude. Wyatt, my loving and supportive husband, had been the unwavering anchor in my life, and in this moment, his eyes mirrored the happiness that radiated from within. He was not just my partner; he was the love of my life, and together, we will face the challenges ahead. As we stirred from our slumber, we exchanged soft, sleepy smiles, our eyes reflecting the depth of our love. It was a love that had withstood the test of time and ha

"That sounds better than I imagined.” Hunter lightly rubs his beard on the back of my neck, causing his hair at shoulder height to tickle me at the top of my spine. "Nothing sounds better than you saying you're in love with me, beautiful girl.” "Between admitting every day that I love you," I whisper, intertwining our fingers. "Feeling that I'm still in love is not a big deal, you know?” My husband's eyes sparkle in a fascinating shade of green with the golden glow of the sun, and the smile that opens when listening to my words seems to me like the most beautiful photograph anyone could take.

"Starting today, you are the only one I will love. Expect me to love you every day." I closed my eyes when Zimon, my husband, gently gave his tender kisses to me. To this day, I still could not believe it. We were married. We were officially legal.

"Sorry sir, I don't want anyone to misunderstand," "Misunderstand? I'm single, just calm down. " "Yes, you are single, but I already have a husband!"

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

"I Love You. But that does not mean I am going to agree with everything you say. I'm only going to respect your choices,even if I don't like some of them,out of love for you. Just because I am in love with you does not mean I am going to suddenly behave in a particular manner,nor do I expect you to. I belong to myself first,and only then to you." Keerthi only nodded. Her husband's words made sense,hardcore reality hitting her face. The illusion she had of love was very different from reality. "I Love You too",she whispered, standing on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around her husband's neck. Vikram ran his hands over his wife's waist, hugging her tighter,his hands going inside her top,smili