Passionate Words Novels & Stories

, 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".

Every movement of our mouths and every stroke of my tongue was laced with love and passion. I impatiently drew him into me. Our kiss was tender yet passionate, like a wildfire of love and desire. Our mouths moved in perfect unison and tongues intertwined in a scorching embrace. Every movement was filled with a sensual hunger that seemed to last an eternity. I brushed my lips lightly against his, whispering pleadingly, "Say it again, tell me you love me." His smoldering gaze roved all over my face, his fingertips gently cradling the back of my head to keep me close, "I love you, Delilah."

“You’re addictive, Alessandra, and I’m trying to get enough of you, which seems…” he leaned closer, fanning her lips and making her tremble under his fresh and hot breath as he added lastly, “impossible.” Along with the madness dancing in his eyes, the passion that was screaming in his voice was enough that the person standing in front of her was now immersed in her desire. The passion to want her, the desire to have her. His words had caught Alessandra’s breath.

His tongue rasped a long velvet caress over the stinging little nips. Deep inside, her temperature shot straight to a raging inferno. He fondled his fingers over her folds and she shuddered. He smiled at her, another wicked smirk that sent her heart ascending into her throat. She couldn’t take her eyes from his face. The passion engraved there, the love blazing in his eyes. He unhurriedly sank his finger into her tight, wet channel, and she cried out, her heart giving another surprising lurch as his eyes blurred and flashed.

To mark his territory again. He kissed me very slowly yet passionately making me feel each emotion he was feeling for me. It was very clear in the slow stroke of his soft lips on mine, making me close my eyes tightly and curl my fingers around the sheets as I felt the longing and intensity of his passion. His words increase my heartbeat even more. Even if I'm angry with him for not telling me the truth I can't deny the love I feel for this man.

I don't know why they let themselves feel this. Hearing Sanam's words, my breath stopped. Every word that came out of his tongue was laced with passion. His passion was visible not only in his tongue and in his words but also in his eyes. His vibrating red eyes were just sinking deep in my eyes. Those fiery eyes and I couldn't help but gulp.

Their unsaid bond appeared to go beyond the physical, luring her deeper into a world of passion she had previously only experienced in her wildest fantasies. The air was heavy with expectancy as their bodies brushed up against one another. He gave her a passionate kiss in the heat of the moment, setting her on fire. His need, irritation, and longing were all mixed together in an overpowering concoction of feelings that left her breathless and exposed. Instead of using words, their intertwined bodies' passionate urgency served as a proclamation.

she begged in the most attractive way. I looked into her eyes, captivated by the passion and vulnerability I saw reflected in them. I leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, allowing our tongues to dance together in a passionate tango. Our mouths moved in perfect harmony, mirroring the desire that burned between us while I pleasured her down below and she moaned in my mouth.

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.

she panted hoarsely, whimpering as she pushed back into me. “So fucking greedy,” I groaned into her ear, nipping her earlobe as I teased her pussy with the thick head of my cock. “You just…feel good inside me” she gasped, turning her head towards me. “Do you know what those words do to me? Using words like that,” I growled, grinding against her, “Well you bring out this possessive beast in me, Florence,” I groaned, my fingers teasing her nipple and making her cry out. “Spread those legs wide for me”