Soft Romance Novels & Stories

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

Smiling, Sierra added, "True. It's okay, Nina. You just returned home. No rush. Take your time to choose." Nina nodded with a smile. "Yeah." Sierra grinned. "Actually, I'm quite curious. What kind of boyfriend do you envision for yourself, Nina? Do you like someone gentle, cold, or maybe a bit domineering?" "I like a dominant man who is gentle with me but cold to others." Nina smiled. Sierra laughed. "I get it. Gentle only to you." Nina blushed, a bit shy. "Sierra..." Sierra chuckled. "Alright, enough teasing."

Her lips went to my ear as she whispered ever so softly. “You know how to be romantic.” She set her head on my shoulder. We continued to dance, too lost in the music to halt. Time passed as our feet moved in the steps of the foxtrot. She brought her head up and sleepily opened her eyes. She leaned in and planted her lip on mine. I wrapped my arms around her neck in return and held her tight as the kiss continued. it was the applauding sound that brought us back to reality as everyone cheered guess we were too busy in our own world to notice that the music had stopped but good thing no one was paying attention to us and we both giggled "I need to go grab some juice" she said and left.

Then a slow, soft smile spread across his lips- the kind that made him look almost human, almost gentle, even though I knew the darkness still lurked just beneath. “Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, kissing my forehead. “A movie sounds perfect.” He got up and browsed through the streaming apps on the TV. “What kind do you want? Action? Thriller? Or something soft?” “Romcom,” I said quietly, already changing into my soft silk shorts and a loose top. The fabric felt cool against my still-sensitive skin. I climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over my legs. Tristan chose a popular romantic comedy and dimmed the lights before sliding into bed beside me. He immediately pulled me between his

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I said and pull him in the counter bar. After one hour the crowd is already wild and my head is like spinning I can feel Henry's hand on my legs and caress it seductively and kiss me on my neck and suck it gently. A moan scape to my mouth when he sucks my neck. My body starts to feel the heat and my pussy is starting to get wet. "Come on Ria," He said and carried me. He pinned me on the door and kissed me aggressively. He keeps sucking my neck down to my breast and suck my tits also.

“Then show me.” We make love in the quiet, in the soft light of a Raventon morning that smells faintly of rain. There’s no fire this time, no breaking furniture or clawing at each other with teeth and fury. Just warmth. Just skin against skin, hearts realigning with every breath, every touch.

“Or don't you love me enough to show me that side of—” His lips slammed against her in a gentle soft kiss, he broke the kiss also gently and even with how gentle he was Aliyah could feel her inside go wild. “I love you so much and you know it.” Aliyah nodded. She knew that but there is that side of him he didn't want to let out and somehow it haunted her to know she does have him in full. “But you like it rough and–” Romero smiled as he kissed both of her cheeks, “But now I like it gently and soft with you.” He held her gaze, his raw and unfiltered love and admiration had her captive that she could not look away.

“You know that I really love you right “ as he finished his word he kissed me , pressed his lean body on my drench one. As our lip parted , I uttered “Do love really feels like that if so then it is really something to die for “. She said closing her eyes. “His eyes are soft looking directly in my soul “ He gently tugged my dress down...completely off my body and my breath hitched as I felt his hand on my torso. My hips I felt my body twitch as his warm bare hand reached that very part... “I own you , you known that right” His low tone had a sensual ring to my mind. He removed his shirt and everything that veils that pristine and lordly physique and whispered in my ear as he gently went on

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.