Passion Book Novels & Stories

It was the roughest, most passionate kiss of her life. With her heart gripped in pain, she slipped weak arms around his neck as her body eagerly responded to him. All the years they’d been apart were spoken through rough, gasping kisses. They grunted and moaned as he ground against her jeans desperately. He set her down with a thud and hurriedly ripped her t-shirt. He groped her breasts and pulled them out of her favorite bra, then broke it, too, tearing it in half, all the while panting against her open lips. He lunged down to take one pink, tight crest in his mouth, biting it before he moved to the next for a moist hot lapping. She couldn’t breathe. The longing between her thighs was so in

It is hard to keep from falling in love now that the English are here. She had taken me seriously when I told her that I did not require any blandishments, and I warmed to the thought that she might suggest that I had awakened her reflection. I felt that dreadful twinge once more. "You like the English?" "Yes." "Why?" She sighed, "They are very bons garçons, clean, and fine men, and they also have sentiment—Yes, it is difficult not to feel." "What do you do when you experience passionate feelings at that point, Suzette?"

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.

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

I close my eyes, savoring the moment and knowing that no matter what, I will surely lose myself in the succeeding passion. Suddenly, his kisses become more urgent and more passionate, and the intensity between us intensifies. His hands move around my body, his fingers caressing my skin as his lips part mine. I gasp with pleasure, my body trembling at his touch. Liam’s hands move lower, exploring my curves as he kisses me passionately. He takes his time, savoring each moment, until it feels like he is slowly unraveling me. The pleasure is unbearable, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.

I abruptly bit down on one of her nipples as her breath caught, the pain turning into pleasure for her like it always did. I slid my fingers out of her and brought them to my lips, sucking on her arousal. It tasted like strawberries and grapes. The texture was like melted candy. She watched me as I tasted her. The sight of it turned her on. I could tell, seeing as goose pimples broke out from her skin. Her turn on did the switch for me. I was just as turned on too. My cock throbbed as it visualized the depths of her heat. “Are you ready for me, princess?” I drawled, a bit concerned as to why I would ever refer to Fiona as a princess. She hated that title. Even in the bedroom. Regardless, my

We let ourselves be carried away, provoking the heaviness of our breathing, discovering my inner fire that transcends more and more to the point of not being extinguished, provoking a fire accompanied by passion and lust intentionally. Love is like a lunatic because it makes you lose yourself in the abyss of lust. Passion consumes you until it satisfies its anxiety. The atmosphere has become as hot as hell. We both emanate lust, sex, and passion, our bodies fused together, like when someone drops a lit cigarette into a box of TNT, to the point that our animal sides are perceptible.

, she whispered as vow-repungnance hit her, she grabbed the basin to stand herself firmly. " It felt vulnerable Hayden!, so weak, Is this what called longing in passion? In which you've left with nothing but only helplessness!, a deep well of deprivation, which kill your soul from time to time...", Letting her tired shoulders down in defeat, her tears kept cascading down, and her lips felt the taste of pure bitterness. "When did I become so weak ?, from when did apart from you, I'd approved of someone to touch me; trapped me in devil palms, allowing him to let his desires ruin me the way he wants".

Bringing my lips up to his, I sank into him, running my hands over the planes of his back, seeking familiar territory, stroking beautifully honed muscles. “Because I’ll never get an entry pass through those gates. If you want to see me again, you’d better head on over to the dark side.” My hands ran through his thick black hair, and I caressed his cheek over and over again. I greedily drank him in and hoped that I remained wherever I was forever. The real world was too dirty, too messed-up, and way too painful. I’d quite happily never return. His head swooped in and his lips nuzzled my neck. The feeling was exquisite. “Ahh, don’t be so hard on yourself, Kat. You’ll make it through the pearly

As soon as those juicy lips spread slowly, the skin around them wrinkled leisurely and a dimple popped in its right side, enhancing the enchanting beauty of his smile. “Passion…” her passion, “passion is what turns your hidden desire into something big.” And this was his passion which was alive till today. But what kind of passion? With just a glance, she had made a place in his heart through the way of his eyes. Surprisingly, at first sight here, he was determined that he would not let his wishes and desires die without being fulfilled. How could he let her go without having a single taste of her? Taste? She is intoxicated, because looking into her eyes, I too was lost somewhere for a momen