Sigh Swoon Novels & Stories

A swift wisp of cold catches her breath and the cold air enters her lungs. She hugs herself to create warmth as her smile burns brightly away from the cloud-buried sun. Her pink lips grow pale with the cold as she closes her eyes. His embrace creates warmth for her and she leans back into his chest. “I wish we can be like this forever,” she says as she feels his long black hair against her neck. “In this moment. You and I, together in the snow. Holding each other forever,” Justina says. “That means I will have to make the High Witch stay against her will,” Vlad says.

He snapped and her knees buckled as he dropped to them, dragging her dress up her thighs. “Soren…”She gasped, not sure if she was begging him to stop or begging for more. He looked up from between her legs, eyes black with possession. “Say my name like that again and I’ll ruin you right here.”He growls out. “Soren…”She whispered his name again, her breathing coming in gasps as she tried to breathe through it, she tried to steady herself when Soren’s hand dragged down her inner thigh like he had all the time in the world to play with her.

I slid closer, wrapping my large hand around her small, trembling ones and squeezing firmly. “I’ve got you, little swan,” I whispered directly against her ear, entirely satisfied when an immediate shiver rippled through her body. She was so sensitive, so perfect—and entirely mine. I closed the distance between us, a soft, uncharacteristically tender smile brushing my lips before I pressed a warm, lingering kiss against her flushed cheek. “Don’t worry. Nobody saw a thing.” Her beautiful, honey-brown eyes snapped back to mine, widening with sudden surprise. I couldn't blame her; being soft had never been a part of my vocabulary. But this sweet creature made me want to melt right along with her

Sure enough, he’d posted fifteen minutes earlier. DeepSeaShark: “She actually called me ‘darling.’ That sweetness is hiding the guilt of her cheating. I want her to keep calling me that, but not because she’s just been with some other man.” “The laughter next door is killing me. Am I too dull, or did I give her too much freedom? Over and over, she gets dazzled by those cheap, random men.” “I’m losing it. How far did they go? What right do those two guys have to win her over? I can do it too, and better, so she can’t live without me.”

she moaned and groaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and frustration as her body surrendered to his touch. As he quickened his pace, Isabella’s grip on his shoulders intensified, her nails digging into his flesh as she gasped, her breath ragged and desperate. “Ohh… fuck!” The sound of her moans filled the air, the raw intensity of her pleasure a symphony of erotic bliss. Isabella could feel tears welling in her eyes as they rolled up. The tears that rolled down her cheeks were not tears of pain but of intense pleasure, the powerful sensations threatening to engulf her entirely.

His eyes dropped at her cleavage which had become more pronounced with the scarf gone, and without thinking twice, he grabbed her by the waist. Marina gasped as he pulled her forcefully in a way that made her body slammed against his, and engaged her mouth in a fierce frenzy kiss.

Those dark eyes stripped me bare in a single glance: eyes I’d seen staring down at me as he made me kneel, as he kissed my ribs like they were a melody. I forced a polite smile. “Likewise, Mr. Wolfe.” As he turned and walked away, I finally exhaled. My body felt flushed and unfamiliar beneath my professional clothes. God, he still owns me. *** “Maya. I’m spiraling.” Maya shot me a look from behind her DJ booth. “Don’t tell me it’s him again.” I dropped onto the red velvet couch in the corner of her music studio. “He’s back. In a suit. As my boss.”

Gasping and panting, we danced to the wild rhythmic patterns I only got to experience with him, got to feel the realness of such intimacy. "Fück! Forgive me, kitten." His whisper sounded like a suppressed growl. He's apologizing for what? I was on the edge of an enormous explosion. I could feel the new profound building up of pleasure in my lower abdomen drawing my breath out of me, leaving me panting and gasping. "Oh, yes! Harder!" I cried out.

– Quinn frowned, she unconsciously moaned. “Ah… Ah, you don't want me to pull out, huh? You like it huh? Hahaha, Quinn, you're so cute, suck me so tight I want to hold you tight and won't let go, know you like it... so... I'll "love" to death..."

I looked sad and gloomy I frowned and looked at the pics again I really looked sad,I felt my heart drop And I held my chest What type of feeling is this It like there's something I was supposed to remember I click on the next pics and saw it still of me and Leon on our wedding day While I was looking gloomy Leon was staring at me with an emotion I can't describe The next pics I looked irritated and Leon was staring at me with an emotion that look like desperation I clutched my fist, I don't why I felt bad for Leon I don't know when tears slip out of my eyes I gasped for breath I hit on my chest for me to be able breath well I had no idea what wrong with me and why I was feeling this way I fe