Sweet Wife In My Arms Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hawker was desperate to feel her scent all over us once again. The moment she reached me and landed in my arms, my heart pounded loudly for so long. I tied my arms around her fragile waist and snuggled up with her. "My Aramis!" she whispered in my arms, making me go crazy. It was an impossible dream to hold her after so long. I never thought in a million years I’d be blessed with this feeling again. I whispered back, "My Phoenix." She unwrapped her arms around me and tried to push me back to break the hug, but I wasn’t ready to let her go just yet.

I informed him after a moment, with a small eye roll. “Are you kidding me, man?” Armani asked with a small laugh as he turned around to stare at me with brightened eyes, right before he continued. “I had obviously made a huge ass mistake back then when coming to that conclusion, because she’s the sweetest person ever.” I felt a smile starting to stretch out on my face almost as soon as he had said those words, because all what he had just said was nothing but the truth and my Sofia was the most sweetest soul ever, and I couldn’t help but smile because apparently since she makes me happy without even trying or realizing it, everything about her was going to make me break out in a smile withou

“He is the most amazing man I have ever met; he is kind, sweet, humble, loving and caring. He has given us a home, a good home. And the one thing I could do for him, I messed it up.” Arms came around my shoulders. Warmth spread, warmth I hadn’t felt in days. Exhaustion and depression all dug deeper in me. I let myself drift away for a second, pushing up to turn around and right into this angel’s arms. She was right, she gave the best hugs, well, after Hendrix. But Hendrix’s hugs were different, they were consuming. She smelt so good, like vanilla cookies. She was God sent. I did not want to leave her arms. We probably stood there for five minutes and I could feel sleep creep in.

I shook my mind to get some senses back to the world, Armando wrapped his arm around my waist and bent on me, his citric manly cologne hit my nose and I visibly sniffed to hold the fragrance, it was heaven to smell. “Is this how other wives greet husbands?” His sexy charms were doing wonders in my stomach, my heart was dancing at the moment. He nuzzled his nose in my hair and pecked. Whoa, this was new. New to see, new to feel. He cupped my face, he was expecting me to continue the talk session but I was looking up to him, dumbstruck. I lost my voice long way back.

Soft arms wrap around my waist and I turn with the grin stuck permanently to my face to Virginia; the smile disappears as her lips slip onto mine, her arms still clinging onto my waist, holding me close to her. I find myself losing myself in the passion, my hands tangling themselves in my mate’s silky hair, cupping her face while tangling my tongue in the heaven that is her mouth. The mouth-watering flavour of strawberries and classic Victoria sponge sparks on my tongue buds, filling me with an addiction I know I could never quit. I vaguely hear a wolf whistle and someone joking to get a room but I just don’t care; my mate is in my arms and I can’t let her go. I’m stuck, I’m glued and I woul

and ran into my arms and hugged me tightly. Am I dreaming or is this real too. Is Susi really hugging me? I inhaled deeply her sweet perfume filling my nostrils. Oh god!!!!! Susi is really hugging me. At first, I was so surprised and shocked that I didn't hug her but then I hugged her like I usually do. What I always wanted I have now. Travis gave me permission. And Susi ran into my arms. "I missed you." she whispered and I chuckled. I am so happy today.

I gave him a sign and thank God he understood I can see Emily through the corner of my eyes smiling. Sam left so now me and she was the only ones left. She was beside me so I decided to change the documentary to a romance movie. I placed myself around her on the couch. She moved her head a little back and now my arms are touching her head. So slowly I moved my arm around her shoulder. She took my hands and wrapped them around her. I can see her smiling, she scooped a little beside me that now we were inches away from each other.

Yet, his eyes held no trace of pity or sorrow—only a love that ignited an everlasting fire within me. He reached for me, his arms wrapping around me in a warm embrace. The scent of him, a mixture of earth and pine, filled my senses. I buried my face in the crook of his neck. It was a place I had come to know well, a sanctuary of safety and love. As his arms tightened around me, I let out a contented sigh, the tension that had gripped me for so long slowly melting away. “I missed you too,” I murmured against his skin.

The man on the bed opened his eyes slowly, like a beast with feet. But even if he had just woken up from his sleep, the man's eyes were still sharp and cold. It wasn't until... that suddenly I felt a different softness in my arms. The sharp look of the man bleeped and looked slowly down into my arms. In the soft light, the girl curled up like a little cat in his arms, sleeping sweetly. For a moment, the hollow in the chest roaring with the cold wind was suddenly filled and the suspended heart returned to the body.

Frost Hot. Wet. Sweet So fucking sweet. Amora’s lips are the best thing I’ve ever felt. Ever tasted. I crush my mouth to hers, wrapping my arms around her lithe, muscular body as I pin her more tightly against me. I’m drowning in her. Or maybe I’m the ocean, and she’s the one drowning. The need that rises inside me is so sharp and acute that I’m afraid I might hurt her. I try to force my arms to relax. To let her go. To let her breathe.