Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love Novels & Stories

Sugar Aquarius’ pumping on his Eva Sweetheart’s sexily intoxicating body became faster and faster. Two and a half minutes went by so quickly and undetectably. Lastly and eventually… “Aaaahhh… Aaahh…” howled and growled Sugar Aquarius vastly long and irresistibly when he was totally struck and smitten by the climax of his enjoyment sensation. Sugar Aquarius squirted lots and lots of his quintessence inside his Eva Sweetheart’s womanhood feminism valley. Evania could feel something quite warm, sticky but caressing as well as fondling filling up her womanhood feminism valley.

“Now that I've heard you laugh, I can't get enough. I already can't get enough of you.” He brushed her lips with his, a touch so light it could have been unnoticeable except for the hurricane it created in her stomach. His mouth opened slightly. Then he was kissing her tenderly, it was different from his other kisses but somehow she knew this was all him. This was Callum kissing her, pure, without intention. And it felt amazing. And she plunged into the depths of him, her mind slipping to somewhere far. She draped her leg over his thigh and his hands found her ass. That's when something bit into her back. The cool metal, a bitter reminder.

she pleaded, her cries a sweet harmony. I plunged another finger into her, sliding it in and out of her tight, dripping cunt, her body screamed out. Her entire being yearned for me. As she tumbled over the edge in a flood of spasming ecstasy, her pussy overflowing with sweet, intoxicating arousal. The pulse between us was intimate and raw, a palpable, sensual bond that felt both genuine and unbreakable. In that climax, I realised that nothing could ever shake the foundation of our entwined souls. Her thighs trembled as her pussy exploded in a final, overwhelming burst of pleasure. Seeing her body flush and shudder in ecstasy nearly sent me spiralling toward my own release, but I held back, d

I was even pretty sure that she was still mad at me a few minutes or hours ago but then here we are, here she is, kissing me. She is kissing me like she is telling how one should be kissed. She is kissing me like she is pouring all her emotions in this one kiss. All the anger, hatred, passion, angst and vulnerability. All of it. Her kiss turned from fierce to soft one. Her lips tastes so sweet. So hot and so fucking sweet. Her hands tangled in my hairs as she kisses me like she finally got to taste the drug she was craving for all this time. I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her, really kiss her, like I wanted to do all this time.

"Tony. My love please..." Tony scoffed, and shot a look of betrayal towards his best friend. "What are you doing here, Valentine?" Valentine clamped her hands together in front of her, obviously pleading. She would have gone down on her knees, but she stopped herself, reminding her guts that this small man in front of her was her son. "Come back home with me, my love. You know you are my life. My best friend. Please." Tony's eyes moistened, but he blinked back the tears immediately before they would betray his strong–man–attitude. "Which home exactly am I coming to? The one you ruined?"

We climax together, wordless, tangled, complete. Afterward, he kisses my forehead, whispering how lucky he is to have me back. I lie in his arms, breathing in the mix of skin, salt, and heartbeats. I tell myself: this is peaceful. This is home. Maybe love isn’t just what you return to. Maybe it’s what you fight to rebuild. I drift to sleep, his arms steadying me, my heart anchored at last. *********

it's sooo sweet. she sobbed in my arms....and started pushing me.....she didnt know i will hug her as much as I want..even....of course i will kiss her also today...because she became mine... i made her wear a simple necklace..in this necklace there has a small ring with red ruby...and don't forget this tracker in it......i knew i was mad ...but only for her 😌 After giving the necklace... i kissed his forehead...she closed her eyes tightly and made her body freeze...I liked the submission in her body...but I knew she was not submissive...

Oh crumbs the feeling was so harsh against her throat and her tongue seemed to burn. Truthfully it tasted like boiled vomit to her and yet Cassie was taking it like water.. However after a few minutes the feeling of boiled vomit lasted and it felt like refreshing to her tummy and strangely she craved more and more which earned her a high five from Cassie. Let's go and dance, Cassie soon spluttered after gulping the wine down and with the help of wine on Rinna's head she accepted and all walked to the floor.

she begged. I didn't have time to dig deeper before she smashed our lips together. Those soft, silky lips devoured me. Burning me from the inside and I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to. Snaking my hand around her waist and pulling her flush against me as I tugged on her bottom lip, colliding my tongue with hers. The taste of strawberry daiquiri tickling my taste buds from the sweetness she emits. It was euphoric, my brain, a mess with only thoughts of her as our lips danced together. A gentle slow dance that heated and turned into something sensual.

The warmth of his skin, the familiar scent, and the possessive nature of his touch rendered her incapable of concentrating on anything else. Eventually, a genuine smile replacing her feigned frustration, Nadia surrendered to the sweet interruption. She let the desire for punctuality fade, allowing Sonu to command the moment completely. He was transparent in his passion: he wanted nothing more than a swift, but deeply satisfying and loving union with her before the obligations of the evening began.