Passion Korean Novels & Stories

Julia’s POV The marble tile felt cold against my knee. But that was far from the reason for shivers running up my spin. His member stood gloriously before me. I reached out, brushing my unsure fingers against his full length. Excitement bubbled inside me, even though I should be repulsed by him. Tristan bundled my hair around his hand and then lowered my head to meet his member. I opened my mouth taking in as much of it as I could without gagging. Tingling sensation reverberated through my body. and pooled between my legs as I began bobbing my head over his erect member.

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He cupped her face as she felt him brush across her cheek, she could feel her heart glow inside of her as it burnt like a flame as she made a quiet noise of satisfaction when he slid them down touching her trembling lips. Her heart pounded within her, as His hand slid from her cheek to the back of head, his fingers curling through her hair as he pulled her close to him. The feeling she was getting frim all of this felt so good. It felt like everything babe needed wrapped into one one flaming touch . There was a name to it, a term to qualify all this feelings she was having for him– It was passion. "Did you still want to leave?" He said and it felt as though he was trying to kick her to sho

Fallon could not help but inwardly lament his predicament. Just then, a cool sensation came from Carla's side. "Don't worry, I'm here," Carla's gentle voice sounded. However, they had both manifested their Shale true forms. Their heads were enlarged python heads. Uttering such tender human sentiments in this form was decidedly strange. Yet the words achieved their effect. After all, the Burning Passion was a couple's Joint Strike Technique created by Carla and Fallon. When hearts and intentions aligned, it could unleash 120 percent of their power.

‘You’re stunning when you’re angry, minha paixao. ‘Then prepare yourself to be knocked flat by my beauty—’ she jammed her feet into her shoes ‘—because I haven’t even started. And what does that mean, anyway? You keep calling me that—’ ‘Minha paixao?’ He shrugged, looking every inch the arrogant Brazilian billionaire. ‘My passion.’ Great, she thought. Passion. Not ‘love’ or ‘darling’ or even ‘sweetheart'. Not even in the throes of abandoned sex did Rafael Cordeiro make a mistake about the nature of the relationship.

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

He kissed her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. Every movement looked full of real desire. I stood frozen in the dark hallway, unable to look away. Tears filled my eyes and spilled down my cheeks without sound. This was not the angry, punishing sex he had with me. This was not duty. This was not the cold claiming of a body he barely tolerated. This was passion. Real. Soft. Hungry in a way that made my chest ache. Every quiet moan from Aria. Every gentle thrust. Every soft kiss he pressed to her skin.

My body trembles a little and Cassien moves his hand inside of me again and again. I moan quietly as the twin kisses me on my shoulder, and then back to my lips. I cave in. “You want us,” he whispers in my ear. “I do,” I don't even fight the feelings. His finger squelches out of my cunt, and his twin gets down on my knees, parts my legs and kisses in between. My knees buckle. He runs his tongue over my pussy slowly and sweetly. I bite my lips to stop from screaming loudly in pleasure, while I grip the edge of the mirror to steady myself. Cassien tries to distract me with passionate kisses on my lips , while his twin licks quicker, taking my clit in his mouth.

But with every thrust, he pushed his cock all the way in until his balls touched her cheek. He started to slap her pussy. His slaps were hard and sharp. Just with the first few slaps her pussy turned crimson red and she could feel burning pain on her pussy. But she did not stop him. She could not stop him. She had her mouth full with his cock. But this was what she wanted. To be wild. He did not stop slapping her pussy until her pussy was numb with pain from his harsh slaps. He chuckled and pushed his three fingers inside her pussy. She almost choked on the tip of his cock as he started fingering her pussy hard and fast. Without showing any mercy on her. He roughly fingered her pussy. She wa

What had ignited this fiery passion within him? His lips met mine in a hungered collision, igniting a blaze that burned hotter than the sun. It was a kiss that spoke of longing and aching, hismouth moved against mine with a fervour that left me breathless, our tongues intertwining in a dance of raw passion and unspoken promises. Every touch, every caress, was imbued with an urgency that spoke volumes of the desire that consumed us both.