Romans & histoires Stubborn Lovers

He held my both hands upwards on the car door and went all in again, slamming the doors in between my thighs, this time felt better, he continued thrusting gently and kissing the sensitive skin underneath my ear, while I moaned softly. “You're so tight Michelle” he whispered in my ear as he pounded harder. He groaned and slammed for the last time and my legs gave out as they shook violently. He kissed my forehead again, as he fell on me breathing hard. A few minutes later, he pulled me into his arms, holding me close as if protecting something fragile. The windows steamed up, and for a while, it was just us—lost in a moment we shouldn’t have shared. *** The early morning breeze at 5 AM stirr

“I do not!” “You’re so stubborn!” Titus put out his cigarette and pinned her down. “I could just screw you right now so you can see whether your body is the only part of you that likes me.” “You promised me that you won’t force yourself on me.” “I did. But I can go back on my promise.” He lifted her chin and dipped his head down to kiss her. Carol turned her head and avoided his kiss. Titus laughed at her rejection. “Just continue to be stubborn, then. We’ll see who loses in the end.”

“Stars above, I love you so much, Bambi. So fucking much it rocks me off my core. I haven't felt anything like it and I have never loved being out of control before now. You make me happy and your stubbornness keeps me on my feet.” “I'm not stubborn!” “Oh please,” he laughed z snuggling deeper into my neck, “you are the most stubborn woman I know.” “If we have a girl, I have a feeling that'll change.” “Can I kiss you?” He asked, his eyes going from my eyes to my lips. “Just a kiss, I won't do anything else.” “What if I want something else?” I whispered. “You.. you want me to touch you?” “If you promise to actually fuck me and not act like I'm going to combust if you move too fast.”

“You have confessed to me but you don't remember that. You are just afraid to accept your feelings. You think you will get hurt again. But you don't know I will die without you. If I'm body then you are my soul, if I'm heart then you are my heartbeat. You are my oxygen. You are my life. I'm incomplete without you. “I will not give up until you give up your stubbornness. Your stubbornness will not be able to stand in front of my love. My love is not that weak that I will give up on you. No matter what you do, Lynn. I'm not going to give up on you. I will force you so much that your stubbornness will surrender before my love."

Emilia felt like she was melting into Marco's arms, her love for him growing with every passing moment. "I love you, Marco," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Marco's arms tightened around her. "I love you too, Emilia," he replied, his voice filled with emotion. As they drifted off to sleep, Emilia knew that she had found her soulmate in Marco. She was exactly where she was meant to be, and she knew that she would never let him go. Just as Marco and Emilia were drifting off to sleep, there was a knock at the door. Marco groggily opened his eyes and yelled, "Go away! I'm busy!"

“He is always stubborn. I just want him to live happily with Clarissa, but what does he do? He rejects her before even giving Clarissa a chance.” Jeff reluctantly left his work and approached Sandra. He reached out to hold his wife's hand, gently trying to soothe her. “We both know how stubborn Lucas can be. It's just his nature, but isn't that what has made him successful now?” Sandra pulled her hand away from Jeff's grasp. She did not need comforting gestures when her anger had reached its peak. “This is a different matter. I just want him to live happily with Clarissa. Instead, he wastes his time constantly thinking about that damn Velia.”

"She's only after your happiness Adyan, we are all after your happiness, so please, try to understand where she's coming from. She's a mother and would like to see you happy and not only that, she would want to see her grand kids. She's not getting any younger brother, you're her first child and she has much more expectations from you. Look brother, if you truly want everyone to be happy, you will have to forget about me, I.... I love someone else. Please, don't misunderstand me Adyan. I love you, I really do love you a lot more than you can ever imagine but it's just not as a lover but as brother and a sister. I love Aryan and it won't be easy for me too if you're still like this. I'll fe

He was not going to allow her to go back to him, but he didn’t know what he could do to keep her away. Sabrina had always been a stubborn woman and when she made a commitment she stuck to it. She had agreed to marry the prat, and even though everyone knew she was miserable, she would be hard pressed to call off the wedding. Somehow, he had to find a way to make Andre be the one to break off the engagement. But how?

The line kept on disconnecting and went straight to voicemail, after trying two more times, she gave up and dropped the phone. “Mommy is not picking up, what to do?” She said with a sad expression on her face, her fingers on both sides of her ears. Carl started stomping his foot again, screaming out loud, “Wanna go, wanna go. Take me” Hannah rolled her eyes, the boy was a really stubborn one, she wondered who he got it from because his mommy was not like that, she finally gave in to his requests to shut him up, “ Okay okay, stop screaming, I will take you but only for a few hours, we have to be back before mommy comes back okay? And one more thing”

Hazel held his heavy gaze, completely paralyzed by the raw, unapologetic boundaries he was setting. The rules were incredibly harsh. But as she stood there in the dark, a strange, profound sense of relief washed over her. Love? She was terrified of love. Love had completely destroyed her. She had loved Liam with every single fiber of her being for five years, and all it had given her was a broken life and a hollow, aching chest. She never wanted to feel that kind of vulnerability ever again. She didn't want romance. She wanted exactly what he was offering—a dark, transactional escape.