New Life in Rianate 7 - Sex Stories

New Life in Rianate 7

... type of relationship I’ve put you into: before you came to be you, I would’ve never thought of this ring, but of course, you are you and I am me and us together is something I would’ve never imagined, but I now know that you’re going to be mine forever. I don’t care if you try to give it back, because if I have to, I will superglue it to your finger and you’ll have no choice. And if you can’t comprehend what I’m trying to tell you, I love you. More than I ever expected to.” The single tear that fell from my eye made Dallas raise his thumb to my cheek and wipe it away, then kiss me with the softest lips. This is what he whispered to me last night: a gift. He was more my gift than I was to him, and the fact that he gave me something so… prepossessing and something to seal our love, it was way much more than I would've ever needed from him. “Dallas…” “Yes?” I paused and thought of what I was going to say. “Why? Why do you love me so much?” He lifted one shoulder and let it fall. “I could show you better than I could explain.” Dallas flashed his eyes to a deep shades of blue and i swore that the right iris matched my birthstone and the left matched his own. The next thing I knew, he had slammed his lips to mine and nearly knocked all of the wind from my lungs. I hardly had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and, at the grant of my access, delved inside of my mouth. In an instant I had pulled away and arched up into his ...

... broad chest, moaning in the contact of his body heat against my own, before I drew back into his lips. Dallas released me reluctantly, resting his forehead with mine and gently brushing his lips over mine. His crisp and cool breath hit me, sending my mind and soul into LaLaLand all over again. “Was that enough? Or do I have to shout at the top of my lungs that I love you?” “That was enough,” I whispered. Dallas brushed his golden eyelashes with mine before standing up and stretching his hand out to me. I stood up with him and he cleared his throat. “I LOVE ERIS FAYE LIKE A CRAZY MAN!” I laughed and cleared my own throat. “I LOVE DALLAS OLLIER LIKE A CRAZY WOMAN!” “Now, I have one more example,” Dallas laughed. He seized my hand, we bolted back to the mansion, and he definitely proved his last reasoning for loving me. ==== END OF PART 7. For now, that is the conclusion of the fictitious couple of Dallas and Eris. Of course, if there are more suggestions and people that would like to read more of the two, I did have a small idea for a “volume 2” of the story that would be a bit shorter. And if I was to do the second story, it wouldn’t be started until early summer because it is a bit different. All of your ideas and creative minds will make up the second half, so it’s really up to you all. If there are any parts of the entire series that need to be clarified or deepened, PM or comment and I will make sure to fill you in. Merry part, and merry meet again:) ~L11