Novel & Cerita Passion Novel English

The door at my back was cool, a stark contrast to the heat building between us. Chase's fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head as his tongue slipped past my lips, tasting of whiskey and want. I moaned softly into his mouth, my hands sliding up his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart under his shirt. The turbulence rocked us, but we held on, bodies aligning instinctively.

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He says his voice taking a deep curve. Heat spiraled through me, pooling between my legs, then spreading like chaotic little fireworks through my body. I made an enquiring noise that emerged more as a gargled, strangled sound, but he understood, and he smiled, his eyes only slightly sardonic as he bent down and caught my lips with his. Another noise slipped out of my lips, this one even more explosive than the other. The explosion of passion burst from me and my lips separated, welcoming his kiss, needing his embrace.

I moaned loudly when I felt him take off my clothes completely. He looked at my body, flames of desire and passion are evident in his eyes. His hands reached for my mounds, squeezing them lightly and playing with my twin peaks. I was shocked when his mouth started fondling and tasting them alternately. I couldn't stop myself from moving. My flesh pulsated with desire. The sensation is just too much that I can no longer control myself. He held both my hands and pinned them above my head using his other hand. While the other was busy touching me there. He continued sucking on my twin peaks, licking and teasing.

She envisioned a romance, a fulfilling connection that nourished her. A newfound boldness flickered within Isabella's thoughts, fueled by her recent reflections on Rachna's example. "This time," she decided with a quiet determination, "I will ask him to take me from behind, allowing us to sense passion and pleasure more profoundly." The idea ignited a desire for adventurous exploration within her. Isabella fully embraced these fantasies, recognising that this burgeoning passion was intrinsically linked to her evolution and growing sense of self-worth and agency.

, 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".

"Tsk. Don't deny it, you thought I didn't get what you said before? You're wrong" I took a deep breath "yes I'm the one behind that book. I'm not really in love, actually I don't believe in love" "How did you write like this? How did you wrote the story where the Characters being so in love? Readers will think the author is in love" "That's why I can write like that because in a non -existent world I believe in love" "You just did that" "Which?" "It's just that you don't believe in love. But in fact you just built a wall in your heart and you convinced yourself that you don't believe in love"

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

Starved Passion::: There was so much passion between them, it started as a flame and turned into a roaring fire, God! How he missed her, missed having her soft body next to him as they lay naked in his bed. "Damn!" He swore out loud and threw his glass of Scotch across the room, " why can't I get her out of my head?" He screamed. He threw himself into work, signing deals, returning to his normal routine except bringing women home to his bed, she had ruined him for other women, it was Friday evening, so he changed into his suit and headed to one of his finest hotel to dine.

I shouldn't yell at him. I opened my mouth to talk but a mlam escaped my lips instead when he buried his face on the nook of my neck. "Hmm."I moaned out softly. “Stop “ “ Let me go” l said Calmly. I tried my best to force back another moan that wanted to escape my lips. I don't want him but my body does. My body was reacting to every of his touch. I'm already wet. “How do l hate him but yet Crave him this much”