Romans & histoires Romance For Adults

After the meeting, Damien approached her near the elevator. "You're welcome," he said in a straightforward manner. "You got me into that room," she said, trying to mask her surprise. "I simply opened the door. You kept it open," he replied. There was a pause in the conversation. "You're being unusually kind for someone who kissed me in public and then disappeared," she said, a mix of hurt and curiosity shading her words. His expression remained unchanged. "We shared a contract, not a romance." Her chest tightened at his words. "Right. Of course," she said, her voice barely hiding the sting of his words.

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"I kind of have this thing. I don't really go out with guys my own age." "Now that I find it really hard to believe." "I don't know what it is. Young guys, they just... They don't know how to... How to make love or how to make a woman feel good." His eyebrows shot up, surprise mingling with desire in his stare. "I really wasn't expecting that." "I'm just speaking frankly." "I mean, that's all right. We're all adults here, right?" "Right." She stepped closer, her voice dropping, heart pounding as she pointed at her tits, the gesture bold and unapologetic. "I've seen the way you've looked at these."

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I reached down, my hands finding Dante’s dick and Jax’s thigh, giving Dante a frantic handjob while Jax claimed my mouth. "That's it, Ariel," Jax muttered, his voice thick. "Take it all, you little slut." The friction was overwhelming. Kael’s hands were bruising my waist as he drove into me with a speed that made my vision blur. Saliva drooled from my lips, trailing down toward the bed. Jax leaned in, his mouth catching the drip, following the trail all the way to my lips before swallowing me in a deep, tongue-heavy French kiss. I was right on the edge. I could feel the pressure building, the internal dam about to break. I gripped both Dante and Jax, my body vibrating.

Even though I love thrillers, romantic things like that are surely every woman’s dream, right? “You and your husband are the same,” Mariyam joked. “Me?” I chuckled softly. “I don’t know, maybe.” I wasn’t even sure how to answer. What if the romance they meant was different from the romance Miron meant? When my body experienced an orgasm, it was thanks to Miron’s punishment. Then, he gave me a pasca-sex treatment that probably no other woman would ever get. Isn’t that a form of romance? Like dark romance? “Aren’t you and Sir Miron going on dates like that on a cruise ship, too?” Mariyam’s tone sounded certain.

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

Jason lowered his head, taking her mouth in a searing kiss. She had been waiting for this all day. No, longer than that. From almost the moment she’d met him, the urge had been there. Lanie hadn’t been sure of his feelings, but she had wanted him from the start. Having him kiss her might have been anticlimactic under the circumstances, but it wasn’t. For one thing, he kissed her as no man had ever done so. There was no sweetness or consideration for her age. He took. He plundered. She loved it. Lanie opened her mouth to let in his tongue, moaning when he stroked hers. Their tongues tangled as she rubbed hers against his while straining to get closer. Her nipples had turned to hard pebbles, a

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

My Professor's Obsession PURE ENGLISH VERSION Written by: AdicQueen09 Genre: Romance/ Adult Fiction 18+ This book is a work of fiction , Names and Characters , Some places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used factitiously , Any resemblance to actual events , places or persons , living or dead is entirely coincidence. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURED CONTENTS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship.