When You Feel My Heat Look Into My Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

The naughty ones too. His eyes left my eyes, burning through my face like it was his case study, rested on my lips, and damn! I'm suddenly feeling hot all over from his stare. My body feels heated, like he had just lit a damn fire on my body just from his stares. Fuck. I bit my lips, trying to look away. Instantly, I'm almost regretting it. His hand grabbed my jaw tilting it to meet his back.

“But you’re so hot! “ His hand continued to feel my cheek tremble and back to my forehead while he spoke, “Your eyes look heavy, almost glassy. Your cheeks are warm and red, and your skin is clammy! “ The heat rose with each word he spoke, the only difference being that it was now burning with embarrassment. I felt busted and outed; oh god, I'm going to get you back for this, Drifta! “I’m fine! No fever, I feel fine!” Still, I could not force myself to meet his stare, but as his hands kept brushing over my shin, checking my temperature, the flustering heat only increased, and I began feeling desperate to get him away from me. I'm desperate to bury my head in the pillow and die a little bit!

It was a feeling I never wanted to end. I drag my nails down his back even harder as he watches my face contorted in pleasure. My heart is racing as I feel his intense gaze on me. I know he's enjoying every second as much as I am. And when he demands to see my eyes, I know I have to do it. "Let me see those beautiful eyes, look at me." I try hard to open them for him, but it's a struggle. I feel my walls tightening around him, and I know this is going to be big. I squeeze my eyes shut even tighter, preparing for the inevitable. But then he speaks again, his voice commanding and full of desire.

The intensity of his gaze sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through her, making her pulse thrum with anticipation. Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the world around them faded into oblivion. It was just them—Carmela perched on the edge of the tub, vulnerable and open, and Anthony, kneeling like a worshipper at her altar, his strong hands resting possessively on her thighs. He didn’t speak, but his expression said everything. The desire, the need, the absolute adoration for her in this moment—it was overwhelming, and it sent another rush of heat through her core. Her heart pounded in her chest, her body trembling with the weight of his gaze as his fingers tightened their grip on her skin

The look in is eyes send a warm fluttering feeling to my lower abdomen. I don’t take my eyes of him but continue to wash my hair. The tension build and heat between my legs build, as the steam fills the room. Max’s nostril flares as if he smelled something he can’t get enough off and his cock twitches. I swear it got bigger.

My last thread of logic left as Jack’s ministrations made my entire body heat intensely, my entire being aching to feel more and more. Gasping for air. I looked at the person I had been with for many years. I found that Jack was also looking at me. Intense heat and lust were clearly written in his eyes, so hot and sticky that they also seemed to mix with something – something that was deep, flaming, and real.

I felt like a dog in heat! I let out a gasp as he looked up suddenly as if feeling my eyes on him, he was definitely getting a clear view of me from the huge window thanks to the reflection from the lights. My whole body heated up at his stare, drops of sweat trickling down my back as our gazes locked. It was getting way too obvious I was snooping around him. Like they had a mind of their own, my eyes drifted from his grey orbs to his broad chest, not until he tilted his head with a frown I'd realized I was checking him out and I got caught. In a swift second I rushed back to my room.

My eyes clash with Jaxsons, his entire body is stiff, and I can visibly see black smoke waft off him in waves. “Holy shit!” Charming breathes, as I fall to my knees. I wrap my arms around my abdomen yearning for someone to take it away, to hold me - mark me. The ground rumbles with upcoming predators – all possessed with an insatiable lust to take me right here, right now. Shit! I’m in heat. How the fuck...?!

Close enough that I could feel the warmth of his body, radiating down my back and until that point, I hadn't realised just how cold I was. 'Stop looking at me like that,' I said. 'I know how you're looking at me.' 'How do you know? Your eyes are closed.' I tightened my grip on the edge of the basin. 'I don't need to open my eyes to see. I can feel it. You're looking at me like I'm the most pitiful thing you've ever seen.' 'That's not how I am looking at you. Open your eyes. Please.' I did, reluctantly, slowing raising my gaze again to meet his in the mirror. There was a glint in his eyes, a fire, something that made my throat go dry and a dull, pleasant heat kindle in the base of my stomach.

Amber was in heat “I believe you are in heat my queen,” I said excitedly “No I am not,” she said shaking her head ”Trust me you are,” I said “I can even tell by the color of your eyes” I pointed out as I could see that her eyes had changed color and that was probably caused by heat... “But I am not in any pain, my mother told me that it might be painful,” she said “although she said that she didn’t feel anything herself” she added clearly contemplating what I had just told her, the heat was the only reasonable explanation that was going on with her.