Pure Romance Get A Grip Novels & Stories

When no one was around, I limped out of the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I told Brian to wait at least thirty minutes before coming out. The quiet was broken by the comments exploding across my vision. [HEHHEHEHE. The system didn’t mute the audio earlier. We heard everything.] [I’m sorry, but the villainess and the male lead are way too good together. I suddenly don’t care about the male-lead-meets-pure-heroine redemption arc anymore.] [I don’t want vanilla romance anymore. Give me spice. We must stick to this little side-route now. I’m begging.]

He brought his fingers to his lips, a look of pure satisfaction illuminating his face as he delighted in my taste, licking off the juices with a slow, deliberate flourish. "See what I said?" He paused, teasingly swiping the last remnants from his fingers. "Good things come to those who wait." My breath caught in my throat, beads of sweat tracing the contours of my face, a mixture of humiliation and arousal making my heart race. I shut my eyes again, attempting to focus on catching my breath, but even that felt daunting after the intensity of my first climax. I realized I was more exhausted than I thought, a dangerous realization given Rominic was practically pulsating with unspent energy.

"Look, I've already compromised. What more do you want? If you keep this up, I'm going to break up with you!" A cold smile tugged at my lips. "Sure. I was just about to say that. Let's break up." He froze. He had clearly expected that threatening to break up with me would make me back down like before, but I surprisingly agreed this time. "Do you even hear yourself, Giselle?" I nodded.

Hard, thrusting, and completely out of control. Her hands tightened Convulsively as she reached for the waistband of his jeans. But before she could unfasten the top button, he grabbed both of her hands in one of his. He pressed his forehead to hers, squeezed his eyes closed. She heard him suck in a deep breath, sensed him fighting for control. “Don’t get me wrong, Sprout. You’re tempting. You certainly are.” Abruptly he dropped his hands and stepped away. “But I didn’t want to break your heart when I was eighteen anymore than I want to break it now.”

I screamed as the world seems to rotate I closed my eyes and await the pain as I hit the floor "Gotcha" His deep intoxicating voice sounded near my ear I shivered and smelled his manly perfume mix with aroma of beef and it kind of make a good smell,I know who it was even before I opened my eyes "Thank ya" I chuckled and opened my eyes slowly and just as I thought it Leon "You welcome my Lady" he replied jokingly I giggled "Hmmmm" the nurse cleared her throat as to remind us she's still here "She still have 10 more steps to go" she said to Leon

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell

A seductive smile played on her lips. “So eager already?” I gently pushed my hips up in response. She began to rock her hips then at a slow pace. My hands flew up to her hips gripping them hard. I intended to fuck her hard but she quickly shut that down by grabbing hold, surprisingly strong from her frame and she continued her slow pace. Lifting herself up and down with a tight grip. I fisted one of her breasts and squeezed her nipple hard while she rode until her muscles clenched tight as a virgin bringing me over the edge with her. Satiated and out of breath she collapsed on me, resting against my chest, her hair had started to fall out of its pins. One by one I began to take them out and

I gulp from hearing that, "Work begins in 3 days and for now... You can go but don't you dare think of ignoring me again" Again I just nodded to whatever he said as to not anger him. I mean, what can I do while in this situation? Getting myself killed? "Okay" I grab my bag, ready to leave the room once the word escapes my mouth, assuming that he's done. One step ahead and someone grabs my arms from behind. "I'm not done yet Amore Mio" his chest touched my back and I was taken aback for a moment. When did he get up? A sound of sniffing coming from my back make me jolted out of my statue position but he quickly wrapped his arm around my waist to prevent me from moving away from his hard rock c

he added. I distanced myself and pulled my hair but he clutched it tight and pulled it. Should I apply the self-defense Grip taught me? Or should I just kick his balls? “What do you want?” I reached for his hand that was on my hair and tried to remove it. “I don’t mind if you’re a medius or you’re not a virgin as long as you’re tight. As long as you could satisfy me. Sleep with me Serra or–” “Sleep forever.” Grip appeared behind him. His face darkened in immense anger. He put his scythe around his neck. His grip around his scythe was firm.