Novel & Cerita When He Stares Into Your Eyes In Bed

He paused and looked at the bed, “I’ll just buy a new one next time.” I chuckled, finding it funny. The heated and sexy tension that lingered in the room turned to light. This passionate night would surely have a safe place in my mind. And as we finished on more rounds that I couldn’t count, he lay beside me, holding my hand and gazing into my eyes. Never in my life did I imagine getting excited and content like this. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes held a heavy emotion. “Why are you staring at me?” I asked.

“You’re still clothed. I’m naked.” “And ravishing,” he leaned back and watched me with intense dark eyes. He stood at the foot of my bed, his not leaving mine. The way his eyes lingered on me created more wetness to leak between my thighs. He was already eye-fucking me with that look. And dammit if that didn’t make my toes dance. “What are you doing?”

“Good. Now get in the middle of the bed and show me what you usually do to get off.” I do what he says. He climbed up onto the mattress, making the butterflies in my stomach swarm. My body dipped closer to him from his added weight, but he is careful to avoid touching me. Instead, he laid beside me, leaving a small gap between our bodies. I released a shaky breath. “First, I like to touch myself.” The color of his eyes shifts like the ocean before a storm, the black color quickly turning even darker from his dilating pupils. “I said to show me.”

His eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, we just stared at each other, the tension between us palpable. As Vulvan approached the bed, I instinctively shifted away, my wariness still palpable. He let out a deep sigh, his eyes locked on mine. "I just want to sleep beside you, nothing else, I promise," he whispered, his voice laced with a soothing gentleness.

When he caught hold of my midriff, he pulled me against his naked body. "Baby, I can't sleep if you're staring at me," he mumbled into my ear drowsily. His beard tickled my neck and I wiggled in his arms to get away from it. "How do you know I'm staring if you're sleeping with your eyes closed?" I inquired, grinning even wider now. "I can feel you undressing me with your eyes," he replied with a grunt, and pressed me closer to his body. "Now stop squirming, will you?"

it set my brain on overdrive! I jump just as he has commanded me and he wraps my legs around his waist. He lifts himself off the wall and look directly in my eyes. "Are you really ready?" "F$*k yeah!" He nods. He unclip my bra as he walk towards the bed... toss it in a corner, and throws me on the bed. I land in a soft thud. He stares at my body, ravishing it. His eyes changing colors.. from yellow to hazel.. and lust clearly written in them.

He asked as he used his finger to raise my face up to his eye level as he stared deep into my eyes. I couldn't meet his gaze as I suddenly became shy. I kept on moving my eyeballs everywhere around the room but on his face. “You suddenly don't want to look at me right”. He suddenly said as he sat up on the bed and I followed suit. I didn't reply to him as I started playing with my fingers still not meeting his gaze. He raised up my chin with his finger again and started staring at my lips with longing in his eyes. He looked like he was trying to fight something but I wasn't sure.

I stated. “Sounds hot, how about you try to save me out of my misery tonight.” “I told you I am not sleeping with you.” I replied, trying not to laugh out loud. “Not yet but you will.” He replied and stared into my eyes. “Don’t look at me like that.” I stared back at him and moved closer to him. “You have very beautiful eyes. I can stare at them all night.” “That is not going to work.” I replied, trying to steady my breathing. “Stop staring at me. I don’t like the way you look at me.”

“Ooh, here comes Anica. Get ready, we will make the introductions very soon. Are you good, Lo?” I made eye contact with the pretty lad and he smiled at me. I scoffed and looked at Edwin, “Never been better.” During the introductions, my eyes were fixed on him the entire time. He knew I was staring at him. Whenever he glanced my way, my unwavering gaze was on him and when we finally shook hands, he looked right into my eyes and there, I felt a connection, something that told me he wouldn’t end up in my bed tonight, but my dick would end up in his ass.

I swung a leg over him, my knees sinking into the bed on either side of his hips. My palms pressed against the solid heat of his chest. “Fuck,” Tristan groaned as I lowered myself, sliding down into him slowly, too slowly, until he was buried deep inside me. His head fell back against the pillow, eyes squeezed shut for a second. “Keep your eyes on me,” I instructed, my voice a low command. He snapped them open, locking on mine, and there it was– that restless, hungry look that always raised my pulse.