Story cover for Is it Love? by AVuitton
Is it Love?
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    Parts 5
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    Time 35m
Ongoing, First published Dec 14, 2013
Mature
Kree is in love with Blake, but doesn't know if he feels the same. Alone the couple share the greatest bond, but in public they're practically strangers. Then comes a long Blake's sexy old friend ready to swoop Blake away. Will Blake stay with Kree? Or fall in love with an old friend. Will Kree try to save what Blake and Her have or fall in love with the new thug in town? Some parts of the story are private which may result in you having to follow me in order to read them. -bossladyxo_
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.