روايات وقصص ضمن Romance Sportive

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..

“Is there a reason you’re talking to me, or are you just bored of hearing your own voice?” Camille chuckled, amused by the jab. “Oh, I’m just being… helpful. You should know men like Damien don’t do forever. They play, they get bored, they move on. Especially when they weren’t the ones who started the game.” Serena frowned. “What game?”

I think my shock is increasing today. "uhm hehe Hi why?" I asked him "Uhm I just wanted to ask if that's okay?" he asked "What uhm hehe I'm fine" I said to him James is handsome smart then rich, he was also sporty varsity in soccer before at our school. "Ahh is that so? Where are you going?"Wow! He even talked to me HAHAHAHA I'm so beautiful. "I would have to go home to rest" I said to him

“Water polo.” They frown at me. “Water polo? Is that even an Olympic sport?” “Of course it is. Don’t be silly.” I go for the big distractor. “And you should see him in that bathing suit.” I wave my hand under my face. “Seriously. I mean, get out the fan, ladies, know what I mean?” They both look over at him, no doubt imagining him in a Speedo, and then we’re all fanning ourselves. “You are so lucky,” one of them says to me.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

] Paige: […That’s on TV. Jessica: [That’s where you’re wrong. Soap opera plots are based on real-life stories.] Casey: [Have you done the deed with Chris?] Paige was speechless. Jessica commented, [Hehe. It happened, didn’t it? Was Chris obsessed with your young and beautiful body?] Paige did not know what to say. Casey wrote, [You have got nothing to worry about, Paige. Everything is unfolding like a romance novel. Chris will fall in love with you in no time.]

Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”

Love replied. “Okay love, what about me? Huh?” Belle asked wondering. “What do you mean, what about you?” Love replied. “Well I mean, do I also not strike you as a romantic? Do i strike you as the sexual type?” Belle asked eagerly. “Well Belle, if you must know, you’re never open about these things. You always talk about how much you hate and despise guys. How you think they are all so disgusting and disrespectful. Literally, no guy who has ever had a crush on you, didn’t end up getting crushed by you.

Thе promise оf hеr ѕоftnеѕѕ permeates thе air. Shе mоvеѕ wіthоut ореnіng her еуеѕ уеt hеr lірѕ раrt slightly and thе brеаth ѕhе hаѕ held еѕсареѕ wіth a low, ѕеnѕuаl sigh. Mоvіng his hаnd as іf іt were resting оn a bеd оf fine ѕіlk hе trасеѕ hеr hірѕ, hеr soft ѕtоmасh and hеr uрреr thіghѕ. Thе ѕіtе of thеіr еаrlіеr lоvеmаkіng іѕ ѕtіll sensitive tо еvеn thе lіghtеѕt touch. Shе mоvеѕ mоrе and turnѕ tо аllо w his hаnd grеаtеr ассеѕѕ tо those раrtѕ of her thаt cry оut fоr раѕѕіоnаtе аnd tеndеr tоuсh lеаdіng tо hеr ultіmаtе rеlеаѕе.