Novel & Cerita Passion Bl

I barely had time to catch my breathe when he traced feather light kisses down my neck, he paused and sucked at my nape, until all I could see were blinding lights of passion. My entire body hummed with delicious ecstasy. I wanted more. A gasp escaped my lips as he took one hard nipple into his mouth. The warmth of his mouth spread tingling sensations throughout my body. He sucked hard and fast, plundering the small swell of flesh with his tongue. He took the other nipple in his hand and massaged it, running his thump over my hard peak. I was almost certain that I could die from so much pleasure spiraling through my body. His lips left my breasts and trailed kisses down my stomach, my muscle

At the annual Mafia Summit, my childhood sweetheart, Salvatore Russo, falls victim to an aphrodisiac slipped to him by a beautiful spy from a rival family. And I, the cherished daughter of the most feared Don in the west, willingly become his antidote. That night, he drives me to the edge of breathless surrender, again and again. "Principessa, what did I ever do to deserve your favor?" he mutters. From that moment on, his love consumes me whole, making me forget what loneliness ever felt like.

“I looked for you; I searched every corner of this earth just to find you; I did everything to have you back but you were cruel and left me for dead; you didn't leave a trail for me to follow.” She shuts her eyes, as if she’s holding her eyes from lashing out, and then opens them. "Please don’t do this, Vances.” I laugh again and suddenly, I lose control of the beast that has been dormant inside of me for so many years. The pheromones around me shift domineering and my eyes lose their green color; in place was a vibrant red and a sinister smirk on my face. “It will be over my dead body to watch you walk out of here with my pups, Ahvi.”

This heavy rain is unforgettable for me. He just continues to fucked my ass, and I continue moaning. He holds my neck and he started to moves very fast. Ohh, ahhh, ughhhhh! " This is just what you can hear from me. He kisses my lips, and he continues to move. Ahhhhhh, ughhhhh—these are the words I can hear from him also. "You're so hot; why are you so delicious?" as he said. This is my first time experiencing this lustful feeling."

The pressure is erotic, evoking. A low groan vibrates from deep within him. “I can feel you through the flimsy layer of cotton Amelia,” he said, using a finger to rub on my pussy. “You're wet.” His raspy breathing on me, his words ricochet through me, every point of impact detonating like a blast. “No,” I whispered. “No, what?” “I'm not—not.” “Such a liar. You couldn't take your eyes off of me the other day, could you? Now, tell me how that made you feel…how I made you feel.”

It's not his way, but if it's the only way to get what he wanted, then let it be. " In the end, I will show you compassion is nothing. Passion is the heavenly sin that we all crave. Passion is what we live for." He smirked looking at her, letting his sinful mind be filled with his unholy thoughts once again. But little did he know that he should start praying to God, the passion won't be deadly enough to end up burning everything.

His strong hands quickly steadied me, preventing me from falling. Our bodies were intertwined, and I could feel his arousal pressed against me. I was consumed by heat, yearning for him. Only he could quench the burning desire that overwhelmed me in that moment. He looked into my eyes, then at my lips, desire emanating from his gaze. And then he kissed me. Like hungry animals, we devoured each other's lips, lost in a whirlwind of passion. Suddenly, he pulled away, a smile playing on his lips.

Wanting to hold this moment forever. She lifted her head and stared into eyes that smoldered with black flames of passion, so intense she trembled as the carnal fire licked through her veins. She burned deep inside, forever branded by his passion, her skin so sensitized that the slight abrasion of his fingers stroking her quivering body was sweet torture. They had made love every way imaginable, but never with this explosive passion. Never this intense and consuming. Never so powerful that she actually thought if she died now, she would die blissfully happy.

His now very dark eyes glinted in bale and conspicuous glimmer. With Kallum's mouth and tongue playing with my breasts and Kazimir playing with my slit, the intense passion was building up in my core. Kazimir spread my legs wider while Kallum softly toyed with the buds alternately, my body was set on fire. My hunger mirrored theirs as they pleasured me with their skillful mouths. I grabbed onto Kallum's hair and moaned in sweet abandon. The passion consumed me entirely as wave after wave of pleasure burst through my body.

I lowered my head, putting my head over his laps, silent tears spilled from my eyes, my grip getting tight on him as I continued, “This heart has begun to worship you, Blaze. I don’t know how, why, when but I need you. It’s now written on my skies that I don’t want to live without you. The only desire I have now is to live in your breaths.” My voice broke this time. I sniffed and wiped my tears, still smiling, “And let me tell you, It’s not love. It’s nothing more than a guilty passion for me which I have begun to worship. So please… Please Blaze, accept me and our child. Please give our relationship a chance.”