Overflowing Love Novels & Stories

Forever. Her cunt convulses around me as another orgasm seizes her body. Her cum triggers me, and I can’t hold back any longer. My release shudders through me, filling her pussy overflowing. As I spill the last of my seed inside her tight cunt, I take her mouth in mine, swallowing her cries of ecstasy and giving her all the love I have, and it will never be enough. I can never do enough to return to her the gift of her love, her heart, and her soul. Thank all the heavens I was able to make her mine.

She caught my hand and pulled it back over her middle, twining her fingers and holding me there, against her. “I feel… full,” she whispered. “Full of love. Like… like there’s been this empty well, deep inside me. And now it’s full… so full it’s overflowing. I… I’m not quite sure what to do with it all. I just want to throw it at you all the time.” I was so touched, I wasn’t quite sure what to say myself. “Just love me, Cara. Just be here with me.” “I do. I am.” “I know. That’s what I mean. It’s enough. It’s already more than enough and I’m overflowing too.”

Not after everything they had gone through. "Yes Jasmine. I love you. I love you even after I almost died because of you. I love you even after you betrayed me Jasmine. I love even after you separated me from my child who gave me hope that I could be better. I love you no matter what, I still love you!" He crashed his lips unto hers. Her eyes opened wide in surprise before she shut them up to savor the moment. She wasn't sure when next she would get to feel him again like this. But what born more than the touch of his lips was the words in her heart and at the tip of her tongue. She wanted to push him away and scream to him; I love you too Marcello Marchesa!

The sales assistant, seeing it was a black card, respectfully took it with both hands. While waiting, Scarlett casually asked, "How much is left on the card?" The sales assistant replied, "This is an unlimited card. You can spend as much as you like." Scarlett was stunned, "???" Did she hear that right? "Say that again! What? I can spend as much as I want?!"

I hate to admit but… This is true. Really, Akesha Melody Anderson is falling hard to a gangster? This is called Unexpected Love and all I could only pray that he was feeling the same way. I wish that he’s the one for me. I wish will be together and be happy in the right time and place. Someday we will meet at the right time and we will be together forever.

I sit up and look at the ground. "You asked me to try to love you, and when I say I do, you pull away," I say as I look up at him. He nods. "You know my history. I haven't known love. Hearing someone say they love me is new to me. I said that because I didn't want you to be overwhelmed. I never actually expected you to love me. I'm not trying to pull away, I swear. It's just different," I swallow harshly as I look away from him.

My nose prickled, and my tears fell uncontrollably. From that day onward, the world that once consisted of the three of us became the four of us, and I was the odd one out who went unnoticed. I also started realizing that the feelings and relationships I once assumed to be unshakable were actually rather flimsy. The impending sense of failure felt like a noose that slowly circled around my heart, messing up my thoughts and my emotions. Time and time again, the feeling of being overlooked and cast aside drained me. Still, relationships were like a worn sweater. Even if you no longer planned on wearing it, you couldn't bear to part with it either.

I smiled against his lips, before I leaned into him too, returning it. And I know that no matter what happens to us, the times we don't think we can bear each other, the moments we are distracted by the people around us, I will keep in mind that our love is beyond extraordinary, a gift from time itself and no matter what, it will never be he against I, always us against the problem. Come sun, twilight or...November Rain. THE END

Rachel Solis was a nurse who used to pursue Xavier obsessively. Years ago, I had miscarried our first child when I caught Xavier cheating on me with her. Back then, he'd knelt before me and sworn that he never stopped loving me. "I'm her first love. She loves me too much," Xavier explained lightly. "I can't let her down like that. The surrounding colleagues chuckled. "Besides, being with Sheila just feels like a task to tick off my to-do list lately. She wants a child too badly. That makes me feel like a tool."

"Oliver finally has the fatherly love he’s been missing. No one can take away something that belongs to us!" The words were blindingly harsh, and the photo that followed was like a sharp blade, cutting straight into my heart. In the picture, the three of them—Mike, Jennifer, and little Oliver—were huddled closely together. Their faces beamed with happiness, the perfect image of a warm and loving family of three. Almost as if possessed, I tapped “like” on the post.