She Let Herself Go Novels & Stories

Its time for her to let go , let go of this man who makes her heart tremble in anguish and excitement . He wasn't her's never was , now all she wanted to be at peace with herself . To be left alone by him .

She wasn’t drunk—not yet—but she had just enough alcohol in her to loosen up, to let go of the suffocating weight of her thoughts. Jetro called after her, but she ignored him. The dance floor was packed, bodies swaying and moving to the rhythm. She slipped into the crowd, letting the music wash over her. For a moment, she closed her eyes, raising her arms above her head and swaying her hips, losing herself in the sensation of the bass vibrating through the floor and into her bones. It felt good. For the first time in a long while, she felt something other than anger and bitterness. It was fleeting, but it was something.

Elena Marchetti vanished the week after graduation, leaving Adrian Voss with no explanation and no way to find her. Seven years later, she walks into his company for a job she desperately needs — with no idea he's the CEO. He never stopped waiting. She's never stopped running from what she left behind, and from a second secret she's protecting even harder. When his patience finally breaks, so does everything she's spent years trying to keep hidden.

-you never really loved me now let go of my arm it's hurting and I'll start screaming - you will not scream for everyone to see, - release me please, at this moment she spoke in a voice with tears, but I kept holding her arm even stronger and started dragging her from there, she started to struggle, she started to scream louder, let me go, I heard a voice, -Let her go now or you will regret it, - I turned around was Marcus, - you and you, you're not always, maybe the time has come for the truth of everything that you, huh, - you are crazy, release it now she spoke between her teeth, but she stuck me in front of her holding me tightly, - not her and mine, - let me go I was never yours, let me

she urged me on. - "Let it go." she said. "Don't wait. Don't hold back. We have all night. All day tomorrow. And every day after that. Don't hold back." I began to plunge atop her, clenching my but cheeks and driving into her, pumping my shaft into her depths. All too soon, I felt my sac tighten, and then I erupted. It felt like a torrent of come, spraying wildly.

The way she clings. Because maybe I know deep down— This won’t last. This moment. This warmth. I’ll have to let it go. Let her go. Tuck all of this away. Eventually.

She never gave up. As my tongue dances with hers at this beautiful moment, I am giving myself solely to her. I am letting go of the walls I have built around myself. I am letting them crumble. I am letting go of my fears and insecurities. I am letting her into not only my life but also my heart. I want to love her the way she selflessly loves me. I entrust her with my body, my soul, and my daughter. I love her so much. So much more than I have ever loved someone.

“Just let go and let me please you. Let go.” Each pull of his mouth caused her to cry out. With her hands bound, she couldn’t grasp onto anything, couldn’t center herself in the midst of the sharp waves of pleasure. She was absolutely helpless to him and to the desires ravaging her body. He inserted another finger and his teeth scraped her sensitive flesh and then she did let go.

Everything suddenly felt impossible. Oh no. I'm failing, I'm failing. Why did I ever do this? Why? What can I— Let it go, Jace’s voice echoed in my mind. So I did. I let go of the fear, and the tension and all the expectations. I let go of Allison’s petty sabotage, and my mother’s pressing criticism, all my self-doubt and anxiety and the desperate need to prove myself to everyone. Instead, I surrendered completely. My eyes drifted shut, and all the noise around me faded to nothing. There were no other cheerleaders. No friends watching. No pressure at all.

“Fuck your good for my ego baby girl.” I crawl up her body and settle myself between her legs while she covers her eyes with red cheeks clearly embarrassed about her outburst but she doesn't need to be, if anything I Just found it cute as fuck. I rest my weight on my elbows and slowly pull her hands away from her eyes while smirking at her cuteness. “What are you doing hiding huh?” She lets out a small laugh but keeps her eyes on me. “I'm such a dork!”