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"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

I began to stroke myself, my eyes never leaving their tangled bodies. Romeo grinned at me, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. "Enjoy the show, mate," he panted, his eyes dark with desire. "But don't come too soon. We're just getting started." God damn it, these mates of mine were going to be the death of me. Marlene moaned, her head falling back as Romeo hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Oh, God, Romeo," she gasped, her nails digging into his back. "Just like that, baby. Fuck me just like that."

"How was it? Is it correct that your blind-date partner is not up to your taste?" She nodded. "Is there anyone that you unexpectedly encountered who made your heart jump excitedly?" She nodded again. How could it jump excitedly? It nearly jumped to death! "Wow! Just as I had said, it is so accurate. Then, it was also raining. Are there any more romantic happenings?" Arya turned her head around and with her long hair still dripping water, she quietly said. "Sophie, ah...... This chance encounter if it is good, it is called romance but if it is bad, it is called a nightmare."

All that clouded my mind was the overwhelming feeling of running along the woods and visiting my favorite stream once again, enjoying the cool warmth of nature just like before, and most importantly, meeting my sweetheart. Mate... Kisses. lol

We danced under the stars up high Shared our deepest secrets, and our hearts began to fly Our love was a flame that burned so bright Melting our fears, and lighting up the night Oh, what a reckless love we found In the wreckage of our past We collided hearts, and never looked back Now our love will forever last Life's unpredictable, love's a chance We took the leap, and made our own dance In the chaos, we found our perfect rhyme Forever entwined, our reckless love will shine Oh, what a reckless love we found In the wreckage of our past We collided hearts, and never looked back Now our love will forever last forever We made a vow to stand by each other Now I'm renewing that vow No longer till

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She asked when he was done. Like she had done, he held the phone out for her to read it. Mi amor. She cocked a brow. "Spanish makes everything more romantic or so I was told." She laughed. "Don't forget to send it, Madeline." "I won't. I promise." Satisfied, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek. She recoiled, her eyes asking him what he was doing. "Friends kiss on the cheek." He threw in a wink for an added effect, turned and headed out.

he managed to groan, the words strained and uneven. The thought of bringing him to completion inside her mouth ignited something fierce within her. She stroked the base of his length that she still could not fully take, her hand moving in coordination with the rhythm of her head, letting him brush the back of her throat with each motion. Saliva and his arousal mixed, slick and warm, coating her lips and fingers. “Your mouth feels so good,” he gasped, his thrusts growing sharper despite her effort to hold him steady. She pushed herself down as far as she could and moaned around him, the vibration drawing another broken sound from his throat.

Romeo lies down, pressing his chest to Romeo's back and putting his arm around his lover's waist, caressing his belly, while he begins to sing softly. - "I wanna drive down to Texas, flip off my exes, Get kind of reckless, and have wild, wild, wild sex under the moon, But only if it's with you; I got some baggage; let's do some damage, I am not made for no horsey and carriage, You know I'm savage, but you're looking past it, I want that late-night sweet magic, that forever-lasting love, But only if it's with you." Romeo changes position and smiles.

“What are you? A slam book? How can you love yourself when you don’t even recognize love itself?” Romance never goes out of style. It does not wither or die like plants in a glimpse of summer. We fall into its captivating curse the moment we find perfection in a soul filled with flaws. The second we see beauty in the laceration of their scars and lips maneuvered by deception, we are bound to plunge into the deepest fragment of their life. The day our heart palpitates at a rapid velocity is the day we chain ourselves to an immeasurable misery.