Passionate Novels Novels & Stories

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”

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

"What is that?" Diane repeated the question more forcefully this time since Cathedra just stared at her dumbfounded. "Uhh. . ." Cathedra averted her eyes and extracted herself from the close proximity she had with Diane. "It's my homework." "Hmm, I never heard of homework that asks us to make our own novels, though." Cathedra blushed. There was no going around this. Diane read what she wrote and she's just asking the question in hopes that Cathedra would respond honestly.

Her voice was authoritative and husky, a wild, inviting energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unknown. Gabriel's protectiveness transformed into passionate surrender, a fierce, living force that filled the space with life and the thrill of the unexpected. His desire for Amelia was intense, a sharp, vivid energy that filled the air with life and the thrill of his need. His actions were urgent as he followed her lead, a bright, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrill of the forbidden.

Chapter 9 Cassiel kneels between my spread legs, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips to position me just right. I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my untouched entrance, the threat of it making me tremble. But i feel something strange. A strange heat blooms in my chest, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My vision swims, the edges blurring not with tears but with a dizzying rush of pure, terrifying lust. My skin flushes, beads of sweat forming on my brow as my pulse starts roaring in my ears. Every nerve ending comes alive, hypersensitive and screaming for more. The pain from Evren's assault melts away, replaced by an insatiable hunger that makes no sense.

The heat was unbelievable. He kept going, inch by agonising inch. Noble was shaking above him, trembling with the strain of taking him. Princely could feel every internal flutter, every clench, the incredible, searing heat swallowing him whole. When he was fully seated, buried to the hilt, they both went still. Noble was panting, his body bowed tight. Princely was buried inside his best friend. The thought should have made him lose interest, but instead, it made him feel fucking aroused.

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Her tight p***y clamped down on her fingers hungrily. ‎ ‎Elena's eyes closed completely, imagining her fingers was the hard p***s of her husband. ‎ ‎"Oh yes... Oh yes!!!" ‎ ‎Another bolt of electricity went through her straight to her overcharged core. ‎ ‎She imagined his broad back, gleaming with sweat as he rammed his d**k into her to the very base. His mouth also agap from the pleasure her p***y gives him. ‎ ‎She imagined him biting his lips and groaning deeply as he neared his release.

In some type of way, it was suffocating. A different kind of suffocation.. Slightly pulling away, My breathing heavy..he seeming barely affected by the little romance.. He smiled, his lips seeming to turn pink.. All sexy, delicious and ....oh my god.. He tasted of caramel berries..slight intoxicated with the taste of weed...something I never thought would become addictive.. "Remind me why I shouldn't kiss you every time I see you.." His sexy voice booming into my ears sent shivers of pleasure I didn't even know existed..

“You are interesting, Sabrina. Is that why I like you?” I swallowed, wondering what I was going to say in response. “Is that your own confession?” He smirked. “I believe you confessed first.” “No, I didn't.” I blushed. “Stop blushing, Sabrina. You make me think of blood.” “Cool to know that you can't read my mind but you want my blood.” I taunted. He wasn't fazed. “I want everything about you; your kiss, your blood, your heart, amd your future.”