Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart
- Reads 15
- Votes 0
- Parts 1
When I kiss those lips of his, tears trembled down my cheek to the sides of our lips which were enjoying each others company. I can feel the fire that burns between us. I can feel his man hands travel up my spine.
I couldn't take it, my body begins to shake as his hand went up my dress...
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Teachers Pet
"This is so wrong," I whispered as his lips touched my neck. He kissed me softly and sighed against my skin. His breath tickled me, causing me to shudder against him. He pressed his body into mine, backing me into the lockers. He slowly kissed up to the corner of my lips and smiled against my skin with his hands on my hips. "But it feels so right," he whispered against my lips. *TRIGGER WARNING for domestic violence *Complete
Redemption• E. Killmonger
He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... SomewhatComplete
Forbidden Love
I watched the water drip down his nose and onto his beautiful full lips. I craved the warmth of his touch. The rush of our connection. Regardless of how wrong it would be. I couldn't resist it any longer. I stepped closer, covering the flush of his cheeks with my hands to feel their heat and pressed my lips firmly against his until it hurt. Dylan gripped my waist and pulled me into him, sealing the space between us. I secured my arms around his neck, brushing my fingers through his soft, luscious hair. I didn't allow anything else to matter. Not the voice that told me this was wrong. Not the guilt. Not the warning that crashed through my head. I pushed it all away and let the desperate craving take over.Complete
Queen
"You tried to convince me that you liked me, gave me hope. Now it's my turn." He whispered in a low raspy tone of voice then immediately crashed his lips against mine. My eyes shot wide open, his were closed tight. I tried to pull away but before the kiss, he slid his fingers from my chin up to my cheeks. He held me in place by them his long slender fingers were sinking into my skin slightly making it sting and forcing my lips to pucker.Complete
The Dance (Unedited)
He stands up and walks over to me. He grabs my arm and says "don't leave." I furrow my brows in confusion. "why wouldn't I leave?" I question, much calmer than a normal person would be right now. He lets out a deep breath and smirks. "Because I have something to tell you." I sigh and roll my eyes in annoyance. "What." He pulls me towards him and roughly kisses me on the lips. I push him off of me after he brushes his lips against my left ear and says "I was using you for sex the entire time."Complete
𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 || 18+
He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips. "You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say boldly as I study his face as the light shines brilliantly above us like a casting spell, as though it recognises that this is a magical time between us. He teases, "And what was I about to start, Mila?" I can see what he wants in his hazel eyes, as they have a cast of lust in them, and I'm sure he can see it in mine. He is well aware of what he is doing to me and my body, as well as my want and need for more. . . . 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯 She's lived her whole life trapped behind a wall of insecurities. She doesn't remember what it's like to be loved by a family. She's as innocent, naive, caring, smart and beautiful as someone can be. Her only fear being life. She's never known what it's like to be attracted to someone. Something that made her question her sexual identity multiple times. Wondering why she doesn't feel anything for any female or male. That is until she meets them. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐧. #1 - men #1 - rough #10 - bi-sexual #11 - mature #40 - reverseharem #52 - innocent #158 - mafia Started - 01 May 2022 Finished- 02 September 2022 Cover idea & pins - @eroticdesiresComplete
Unbridled romance
I felt his thumb run down my cheek, his lips pressing against mine.--I didn't know what I was doing, as I kissed him back.--I felt my hands shaking, my heart hammering in my chest, as he pulled me closer to him.....---Complete
Avenging Love
When love hurts you when there is betrayal and revenge, The heart, once tender, now bleeds with bitter ache, Yet through the storm of sorrow, strength you shall find, And from the ashes of pain, your spirit will rise anew. --------------- He held my hand gently, his touch was so gentle and firm. His other hand snaked around my waist, in a slow, torturous, yet blissful movement, and he swirled me in a graceful dance motion. The room spun around me, but then he let go, and I stumbled, my balance lost. In an instant, he yanked me back towards him, and I bumped hard into his chest, the impact taking my breath away. As I looked down, trying to steady myself, he lifted my chin with his two fingers, making me look into his eyes. The back of his fingers trailed from my neck to my cheek, turning my legs to nothing but a jelly. His gaze was so intense, and instantly the gentle emotions were gone, replaced by his standard emotion, rage. His eyes blazed with an almost frightening intensity. He swirled me harshly again, the movement abrupt and forceful. Then, he bent me backward on his arm, my body arching under his control. He drew his face closer until I could feel his warm breath against my skin. We were so close that I could see the fine lines around his eyes, the slight stubble on his jaw. A soft pink color of his lips were adding a touch of warmth to his face. His eyes bore into mine with deep intensity. Just when I thought he might kiss me, his expressions became colder and he made me stand upright, leaving me disoriented and confused. I was looking at him and he was looking straight ahead.Complete
HER SAFE PLACE
~Tere aane par jaana maine, Kahi na kahi zinda hun main.~ ⋆ ───────── ⋆ She was BROKEN by the man who was supposed to protect her. He was the man who HEALED wounds he never created. She thought her life ended the night she was raped by her own husband. He made her believe that maybe... she could live again. And while he slowly became HER SAFE PLACE... She became the HOME he never had. Dive into a story where two broken souls meet... and slowly learn that maybe love can heal what life shattered. ⋆ ───────── ⋆ Tropes • Friends to Lovers • Second Chance Love • Slow Burn • Healing Love • Revenge • Romcom ⋆ ───────── ⋆Complete
Deception (Urban Fiction)
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.Complete
"This is so wrong," I whispered as his lips touched my neck. He kissed me softly and sighed against my skin. His breath tickled me, causing me to shudder against him. He pressed his body into mine, backing me into the lockers. He slowly kissed up to the corner of my lips and smiled against my skin with his hands on my hips. "But it feels so right," he whispered against my lips. *TRIGGER WARNING for domestic violence *
More detailsContent Guidelines