Passion Novel English Novels & Stories

When she finally sat on his cock and he entered her, it felt like he came home. “Oh baby, I can’t wait. Take all of me and don’t leave anything behind.” He cried out as his hips thrust up into her on their own accord before, he even knew he did this. Ana rode him like he was a bucking bronco and cried each time he bottomed out within her. The scent of their combined passion, and the feel of his driving desire. The emotions flowing between them had her riding one overwhelming wave after another. “It’s so close George more, please! More, deeper, harder. Yes!” she screamed as she came, her core clamping down on his cock as it milked him for his passionate response.

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.

He traced his hand till he could find every bit of those secret places that were known to him– Just him. Soon, we were all over each other as our kissing became more passionate, leaving me gasping for air each time he left my lips to kiss somewhere else. My nails dug into his hair urging him on, pushing him upon my bosom. As he fickled my nipples with the tip of his tongue I moaned into his ear the sweet music of my passion. Would I have ever survived with anyone other than Nathaniel? Would anyone have given me this much passion as he did? These questions popped into my head as he gave me the utmost passion I never thought I could feel at this point in time.

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."

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.

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

She made sure to do some researches about the company, to avoid meeting with Trenton again. Wide Tech Company, “My son, I’m sorry I was too desperate, I wanted you to get a girl quickly, since you’re not interested in bringing back that Angela girl…..but how did you manage yourself since you sent away the girl I sent to you?” Florence, Edward’s mother said. Trenton leaned back in his chair and furrowed his brows. “Mother please stay out of my business, after secretly giving me an aphrodisiac, if it were someone else, I wouldn’t take it lightly!” He said calmly. “Forgive me, my son!” She bit her lip in regret. “But you should really consider Angela, you have the power to find her wherever she

I bounce, and he follows immediately, like a hungry beast. — I’m going to devour you all night. — You’re wasting your time talking. Get to the action. — At your command, ma’am. It was a torrid night. One of those that you only experience once in a lifetime. A passion that tears us apart, that devours us. Between two breaths, two moans, two caresses, we are reborn. A part of me awakens, a part I have never known. Passion… it both burns and shapes you.

but there is none. No... no... no... Harris... I slowly look back at the hotel as Harris’ voice ring in my head shouting Don’t look back, Amy! Run! Run! Then I see the Passion House, huge, tall, and white in all its glory. Glowing like a kingdom under the sun. I fall back as I see a black smoke slowly from outside of it and gather at its top. Have we succeeded in burning it? I am tempted to go back inside to find Harris but I know he wouldn’t like that.

At that moment, my lips brushed against her temple and lingered. And I felt something that i had never felt before. Something I didn't know I was capable of feeling. It wasn't lust. It was passion. It was something--- It was so unique that I couldn't even place the name. "Jazmine, I---" Every coherent thought in my head tumbled out and scattered as she covered my lips with hers.