Passion In Reading Novels & Stories

Then she sat down beside him on the bench, not across from him, beside him, close enough that their arms almost touched, and opened to the first page. His father’s handwriting was small and precise. Notes crowded the margins in blue ink, questions, responses, arguments with the text, the occasional single word that was its own entire reaction. She turned a page. Another. Each one populated with thought. “He argued with everything he read,” Ryder said quietly. He was looking at the page too. Close enough that she could feel the warmth of him along her left side. “Said passive reading was just expensive sleep.” She almost laughed. “He sounds like you.”

Jasper's restraint crumbled as he felt her passion, and he tightened his arms around her, kissing her even more fiercely. Her breath turned even more rushed, and the air in the room heated up. Perhaps he was just that obsessed or just that experienced in 'attritional warfare', as he easily triggered the passion in her. It was just like a land covered in dried grass, and a single spark could ignite the entire field into an inferno. There was no telling how long had passed as Renee lay in the burning room, her hair spread over the sheets, sweat covering her skin. Her mind was blank as if she was in a void, and the unfillable chasm was driving her mad.

My heart is pounding againt my chest i think im going to be sick. Just as my stomach starts to turn a hand wraps around my arm.They are separating us. Men woman and children are all pulled apart into separate groups. "Let go of me" i snap at garret. He ignores me shoving me forward with the other women my age. I stumble but catch myself before falling. Frantic mubbles fill the room. My eyes find Molly huddling with the other children, they are afraid. I would be to but i dont fear death anymore. Death is peacful quiet some would even say a kind. In this world for humans it would be a mercy.

God, what is it about him that it's just so fucking irresistible? The effects his words are having on her body right now is like he has a manipulative sensational power taking hold of her senses like the God of seduction making it extremely hard for her to catch her breath. In the next moment before she can say or think about anything else, he rips her nightgown apart taking her off guard and she gasps. "Oh f*** Jasper. That was my favorite."

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.

Chapter Two POV: Pierce De Luna I got off from my shift at the restaurant earlier than I normally did. My whole body ached but my mind was as active as a child's color book. I kept thinking about her- Kelly. There was something about her that separated her from most girls. She was not your average girl; that part was evident. From her fiery red hair to her brown eyes that reminded me of chocolate balls, then her lustrous golden skin, it was impossible to resist her.

The taste of his mouth was like fire, igniting a flame deep within me that burned with an intense passion. With a fierce determination, I began to strip away our clothes, desperate to feel the heat of his skin against mine. Athen's hands were everywhere, running across my body, pulling me closer to him as we lost ourselves in the moment. The hut was filled with an electric charge that seemed to pulse through the air with every breath we took. Our bodies moved with a desperation born of a passion that had been kept at bay for far too long. Each time our skin touched, it was as if sparks flew between us, igniting a fire that burned hotter with every passing moment.

Starved Passion::: Davin leaned closer and kissed her again, Ivana closed her eyes shut savouring the taste of his lip, Davin remained patient a little, journey of seduction were meant to be savoured, as he kept his hormones in check while his lip searched her mouth. He tried to ignore his body screaming to possess her, the need to plung himself inside her was getting beyond his control as he held her closer. Her body responded to him even when she stood there silently, his torture groans filled her ears as her eyes were filled with the same equal desire which overwhelmed Davin's body as his mouth took possession of hers, she could feel his arousing passion as she closed her eyes.

He was the one who took the book from me. "Saying the one whose life is all about making money," I snorted. "That's my passion, and I have no shame in admitting that I live for my passion," he explained. "Then there's reading, which is another one of my interests. Do you understand what I'm saying? Now return the book to me "I was fuming. "No, I will not, because there are things more important than reading," he said as he drew the book back. "Like?" I arched my brow.