Novel & Cerita Romance Language Map

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I centered myself around his cock, guiding his tip to my entrace and he watched me with pleasure as I sank myself into his base, shuddering. "Fanculo. Voglio te cucciola" I watched Raphael spoke in Italian as he closed his eyes, gripping on to my waist. He buckled his hips up to get deeper inside me. Whenever we had sex, it seemed he would always forget how to speak English and switch over to sultry words in Italian. Nevertheless I loved how he was struggling to control his groans as I was buried deep inside him. I immediately latched my hands on his shoulders and leaned down, locking our lips and slowly riding him.

The handwriting was loopy, written in English, and on light blue stationery with a floral design. Dear Lance, How are you? I hope that you are in fine condition when you read this letter. I am really shy to approach you, so I thought of writing you a letter to tell you how I feel. I first saw you last year when you were awarded the Most Popular Sophomore. You looked so handsome. Since then, I would always watch out for you. I thought you already had a girlfriend so I was really hurt. But then I learned that girl was just your best friend. I was so happy to know that. After all, she does not really deserve to have a handsome boyfriend like you.

“I love how you clench around my cock, Raquel. Tell me, are you getting close?” “Y-yes!” I pant. “Oh, God, yes!” “I can tell,” he says smugly. “My pretty little bird wants to come, doesn’t she?” “Gabriel, I—” “What is it, mon amour?” “Plus forte!” I demand. “Plus forte, Gabriel. Fuck me harder!” He chuckles, breathless against my hair. “Figures the first thing you learn in another language is the filthy stuff.” “Gabriel!”

"Just call her by her name, no need to address her like that. Teach her Tagalog too so he can understand her surroundings. She's a fast learner, don't worry. What's your name, again?" “My name is Nica. How old is she again, Madame?” she asked. “She asked how old are you, baby?” instead I asked Hestia. “I’m thlee!” We both laughed at her stuttering speech. “She’s still having a hard time pronouncing letter R, but she’s a good speaker and listener. Just have a little bit more patience towards her...”

Kimmy said, puzzled. “Well, you don’t know everything about me, Kimmy,” Nathan stated. “Amelie, you need to get him to talk to you in Spanish in bed,” Nina advised. “I tell you when Salvatore starts with the Italian. Oh… My… Fucking… God!” They all laughed. “Dutton only knows German,” Morgan revealed. “It is not a romantic language.” She giggled. “Dante is as white as he can get,” Kimmy declared. “No languages, sometimes not even English.”

as he looked at me, an excited gleam in his eyes 'Don't think I want this, I still hate you wth all I have in me," I said to him even though my heart beat as though it was not convinced of the lie I tried to spew at him "Your body says something different," He replied with a smirk on his lips before leaning in to kiss me, but I turned my face away and said, "No kissing, for as long as I am married to you, I will not give you my lips," I said to him He looked at me with frustration in his eyes as he said, "We will see about that bambola," he said, and my eyes narrowed at the language he used for me, fueling the determination to learn the language

“Spanish. It is a very beautiful language. I learned some words when I travelled to Spain and Argentina with my late father and the queen.” Axel nodded. “How do we say I love you in Spanish?” “Te amo,” the king said with an attractive accent, staring at his husband right into his eyes. “Te amo,” Axel repeated and smiled shyly. “It feels so romantic.” “It is.” Lucian nodded. “In our free time, I will ask sir Daniel to lend us one of his planes to travel to Spain. You will like that country.” “Planes? What are planes?” Axel asked confusingly.

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"But I'm curious, what does romance mean to you?" Max leaned in closer to Chloe, his voice low and husky, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Romance is like the changing sky at dusk, with colors shifting and blending together to create something new and beautiful each time. It's like the dance of fireflies on a warm summer evening, a dazzling display that takes your breath away.” His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying with them the promise of something sweet and special. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine like a gentle breeze on a summer day, as she turned away to hide the reddened flush on her cheeks.