Novel & Cerita Pure Romance Basic Instinct

Instinctively she moved closer to him, opening her mouth beneath his, responding joyously and passionately to his kiss, naively believing that despite everything that had happened he must care for her after all; he couldn’t be kissing her like this and not do so, could he? Innocently she pressed her body even closer to his, shivering in ecstatic pleasure as she felt her own response to his nearness. Beneath Luca's shirt, her breasts swelled and hardened; blissfully she anticipated Ran touching them, caressing them. ‘Roth.’ His name was a soft plea whispered against his lips, her tongue-tip delicately touching them, exploring, tasting. She could feel him shuddering against her and, greatly da

Luis asked in a soft and caring tone. “Yes, I'm fine," I smiled, yet confused. My pulse was beating as he approached me and kissed my forehead before bringing me the glass of juice and pouring himself some. Do beasts have a soft spot or could he be up to something? "I know this is odd, but believe me when I say I have not felt this calm in years, especially among girls…maybe it's just your lucky night,” he said, kissing me on the forehead again. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole because I was blushing like an idiot, not realizing I had lost a case and was standing with the devil himself.

Wave after wave rips through me until I’m limp and shaking. He rips the blindfold off, eyes wild with love and possession. “My perfect slut. My love.” He unstraps me, catches me before I fall, lays me gently on the soft mat he prepared. This time there’s no rush. He covers me with his body, sliding into me bare and slow, every inch a promise. “Look at me,” he whispers. I do. Our eyes lock as he makes love to me, deep rolls of his hips, the piercing dragging perfectly, his hand intertwined with mine beside my head.

She reached down, tracing his hardness over his towel with her fingertips, her touch filled with promise. Rahul's response was immediate and passionate. He pulled her close and leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, squeezing her breasts, and making her moan against his mouth as their desire for each other intensified. Suman felt herself melting into his embrace, responding to his touch hungrily after hearing about Maria's affair with Satish and seeing their intimate pictures. She let go of all inhibitions, allowing herself to be consumed by the passion, urging Rahul to enter her completely. With each thrust, she yelled out in ecstasy, visualising how Maria and Satish might ha

Tonya says to Melanie. She brushes Melanie’s long hair out of her face and kisses her so sweetly on the lips. Melanie follows Tonya’s lead and kisses her back. Tonya touches Melanie’s leg, and Melanie follows by touching Tonya. This is hot to watch. I sit down on the other side of Melanie and begin kissing the back of her neck. I run my hands under her shirt and pull it over her head. I unfasten her bra and release her tits. Tonya helps Melanie out of her pants. Melanie sits between us in nothing. Her nude body is exposed to us and ready for us to devour as we see fit.

Instinctively she moved closer to him, opening her mouth beneath his, responding joyously and passionately to his kiss, naively believing that despite everything that had happened he must care for her after all; he couldn’t be kissing her like this and not do so, could he? Innocently she pressed her body even closer to his, shivering in ecstatic pleasure as she felt her own response to his nearness. Beneath Luca's shirt, her breasts swelled and hardened; blissfully she anticipated Ran touching them, caressing them. ‘Roth.’ His name was a soft plea whispered against his lips, her tongue-tip delicately touching them, exploring, tasting. She could feel him shuddering against her and, greatly da

"Because I won't be able to stop myself once you consent." I stare back at his eyes and they're gleaming with the unmistakable desire and longing but most of all, I could now see something else. I see love. All the doubts and reservations I had before are gone as I stare bemused at his eyes. I slowly raise my hands to touch his chest. My small fingers could feel his masculinity even with his clothes on. I slowly cup his cheek feeling the light stubble on his jaw. "Bethy, please... stop torturing me." Justin hoarsely pleads and his heaving chest shows how much he's in despair of waiting for my permission while trying to contain himself.

Her expressive brown eyes were filled with uncertainty and nerves. "Greyson," I introduced as I pulled back, giving her some space. She seemed as lost in me as I was in her, but there was something about her and how uneasy she was that had me assuming she was inexperienced… innocent. I felt like I had just won something as I came to that realization because whether it was today or a year from now, I would be the only one tasting and pleasuring her. "You're the Rogue Alpha," Sloane said, sounding strong, but I could feel her trembling under my hand on her hip. I wondered if she would have let me get this close to her if she had seen me only minutes ago, covered in blood.

I squeeze her thigh hard in fury. “You misunderstood. There is nothing between us” she yelps in pain. “Oh, sure there is. The way he looks at you, the way he takes care of you, the way he adores you says there fucking is something between you”. I slip my hand under her dress caressing her thigh softly. “No, don’t!”. Her disapproval only makes my hand move higher. Reaching her mid-thigh I feel her knife-thigh strap and sneak in the knife I bought with me earlier.

James asked, his voice a husky rumble as he leaned down to kiss me softly. "Very," I purred, running a hand over the soft bedspread. He smiled, a genuine smile that reached his eyes, something I hadn't seen before. "Good," he murmured, pulling off his shirt and tossing it onto a nearby chair. I watched, mesmerized, as he began to undress, the moonlight filtering through the window highlighting the toned muscles of his chest and abdomen. He moved with a practiced grace that sent a familiar heat pooling in my stomach. The night was far from over. He began to kiss his way up my limp body. “Your mouth is…” I shake my head as his hands slide under me, moving us to the center of his bed. “There ar