“The sight of Julia’s sudden and intense arousal hit him sharply, not just in his own heightened state of excitement, but emotionally as well. She’d never looked at him this way before, all anxious and animated, as if no one had ever touched her before.
Gabriel rumbled slightly in his chest at the thought. He motioned to her with his eyes to come in for a kiss, and he melded his lips to hers, caressing her breasts more forcefully and trailing a thumb against the nubs that began to poke through her shirt. Julia gasped in pleasure into his mouth, and that spurred him on further. Soon he was groaning against her lips and pressing their bodies more tightly together.
More! his body ordered him. Closer. Faster. Tighter. More. More. More.”
Gabriel’s Inferno by Sylvain Reynard
Giulio Berruti in Gabriel’s Inferno - Part 2 (2020)
“I watch her face in the dying light of the evening. Count her freckles like I always do. A useless habit of mine, one I can’t break. One that makes me want to pull her down now and fuck her in the sand as I lick them.”
My Darling Arrow by Saffron A. Kent
Meanwhile, Mr. Emerson had been adjusting himself under the table because the sight of Miss Mitchell tasting wine was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. She was not merely attractive; she was beautiful, like an angel or a muse. And she wasn’t merely beautiful; she was sensual and hypnotic, but also innocent. Her pretty eyes reflected a depth of feeling and radiant purity that he had never noticed before.
𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 ‘𝒔 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒐
Awww LOgan & VEronica. Miss them so much 😕
Falling down, through the darkness.
She doesn’t scream, or cry for help,
lost her mind a long time ago.
She prefers falling down.”
—Oliver Masters
Stay With Me by Nicole Fiorina
“I hate that I had to be hurt to realize a lot of shit.”
—
“So the saying is true? Money doesn’t buy happiness?”
“...You can fill your life with nice things, but nice things don’t fill the holes in your soul.”
“What fills the holes in a soul?”
Samson’s eyes scroll over my face for a few seconds. “Pieces of someone else’s soul.”
Heart Bones by Colleen Hoover
“How do you know you’re in love?
For me, it was in the kiss. I knew I was in love when I found myself opening my eyes when Alex and I were kissing. I no longer needed to close them to concentrate, to withdraw the curtain so I could feel the magic, so to speak. Alex was the magic. And every time we kissed with our eyes closed, I missed him. It was corny. Gag-worthy even, but nonetheless true.”
Midnight Blue by L.J. Shen
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