When Your Eyes Linger Novels & Stories

I looked down, waiting for his next move. His shimmering blue eyes seemed to pull me in, casting a spell I could not resist. I was drowning in his gaze, swept away by a tide I had no power to fight. In those moments, I saw Levi as a real man, as mysterious as a vast, undiscovered ocean. My gaze softened, the fear replaced by a strange calm. I just knelt there, waiting.

chocolate buttercream seated on the table in front of me. “You know,” I start to speak as my laughter quenches in my throat. I’m looking straight into Julian’s eyes, and his deep blue orbs brighten as he smiles at me. “When you said you had a surprise for me, I didn’t think it would be this.” I catch him looking at me again, almost like he’s looking through me. His eyes don’t wander, they just…stay, not without making a casual drop to my lips where they linger for three long seconds.

Her eyes scanned the image, causing a slow smile spread across her lips. “Well,” she murmured softly, “this is interesting.” Her gaze lingered on the picture. She leaned back slightly, her mind already spinning. “Let’s see what we can do with this.”

I give my head a shake, I need to do this. As I step closer to the edge, fear filled me from deep in my gut, but I know I am capable I just need to focus and take a leap of faith. I close my eyes and leap! I hear both the men gasp but I don’t feel gravity pulling me down which I think is a good sign. I open my eyes 1 at a time as I look around. This is the point we’re messing up would be very bad as I’m hovering over the gaping cave that is so deep we can’t see the bottom.

His gaze never left my face. The tension was growing with every passing second, and I was suffocating, but I didn't stop. My vision blurred as tears welled up in my eyes while my fingers reached down to my jeans. Our eyes are still locked. I could see him struggling and fighting, but he didn't make a single move. His eyes, like his, were frozen in place. Despite his internal struggle, he didn't make a single move to stop me. His gaze remained fixated on mine, unrelenting and intense, as if he were trying to see into the depths of my soul.

Their eyes locked, the intensity of their gaze reflecting the unspoken desire that hung in the air between them. Nora gazed deeply into Merrick's eyes, her attention gradually shifting to his lips. The lingering sensation of their recent kiss still enveloped her, wrapping her in a comforting warmth. She couldn't help but wonder if the reason it felt so nice and inviting was because it had been years since she had shared such an intimate moment with a man. The longing for more tugged at her, but she fought to restrain herself, cautious of the boundaries that existed between them.

My pussy was overflooded with juices, lust bled through my veins. He lowered his eyes to look at me. Our eyes met and an electric current surged through me. He was eyeing me with so much longing, as though he would die if I walked away from him. Our gaze locked, he bent lower until our faces were inches apart. His labored and heavy breathing hit my face as he looked deeply into my eyes. His pace increased as though fueled by our eye contact. I gasped in pain but he didn't let up. He just continued to stare at me, entranced.

In that intimate moment, she couldn't help but look into his eyes, captivated by their depth and the kindness she found within them. Time seemed to stand still as they exchanged a lingering gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. Leanda's thoughts wandered, marveling at how someone could be so exquisitely handsome, as if chiseled by the gods themselves. The enchanting connection between them held her spellbound, and she couldn't tear her gaze away from his captivating eyes.

he asked again. "Anything if I do with you, I'll be ready," I said seriously. Then Jack asked me to close my eyes. The wind blows me again for a few seconds before Jack finally asks me to open my eyes. "We have arrived." I mumble. I looked around. Looks a building with a high roof and creepy. Architectural buildings typical of ancient kingdoms that I often see on the pages of history books when I was in school, I really see now. What place is this? could it be that in the modern era like now there are still houses that look unique and ancient like this?

I insist, my plea carrying the weight of unspoken emotions that have lingered for too long. Our eyes locked in a silent battle, and with each gaze, a reflection of the turmoil within became evident. The reddened intensity of Liam's eyes mirrored the internal fire burning within him, while mine sparkled with a mix of frustration and yearning.