Once, my paranoid love

Paul’s POV.

My gaze bore into mine, a mixture of curiosity and desire dancing in those deep, intense eyes of mine. It was a moment charged with anticipation, where the lines between playfulness and sincerity blurred.

As I noticed Elena’s peculiar way of asking questions, a sense of intrigue and concern filled my thoughts. Something about her behavior felt different, like a shift in the atmosphere between us. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I knew I needed to understand what was happening.

Gently, I scooped her up onto my lap, holding her with a delicate touch. Elena’s response, however, was unexpected. She bit her lip sensually, a gesture I had never seen her make before. The unfamiliarity of her expression left me puzzled and concerned.

“Elena,” I whispered her name softly, my voice a mix of tenderness and curiosity. But she continued to caress my lips with her fingertips, as if lost in her own world and unresponsive to my words.

I couldn’t bear the uncertainty any longer, and I reached out to run my fingers through her silky, smooth hair. With a gentle pull, I guided her to face me, hoping to connect with her in a more meaningful way.

Elena’s eyes, now focused on mine, held a hint of vulnerability amidst the sensuality that had earlier clouded her expression. It was as though she had been lost in her thoughts, in a place where her desires and uncertainties mingled.

As I softly murmured Elena’s name, my intention was to reach out to her and bridge the gap that had grown between us. But to my surprise, she kissed me instead, her lips pressing gently against mine. It was a moment that left me both shocked and exhilarated, as if I had stepped into a dreamland.

My thoughts raced, a whirlwind of questions and emotions flooding my mind. Was this real, or was I too intoxicated by the night’s magic? Did this mean that she felt the same way about me and that her desires mirrored my own? The realization that she desired me in the same way I desired her filled my heart with joy and longing.

In that tender, unexpected kiss, the unspoken truths of our connection were unveiled. It was a mutual revelation, a confirmation that the emotions we had both held close to our hearts were now laid bare.

My heart swelled with happiness, and without hesitation, I kissed her in response. Our lips met once more, this time with an intensity that transcended words. It was a kiss filled with longing and unspoken promises, a passionate declaration of the emotions we had kept hidden for far too long. But she suddenly took a lighter touch on my bulge.

While kissing her, I widened my eyes. Despite the fact that her eyes were closed, she was trying to jump on my bulge. Her appearance drew my attention. For the first time, she was trying to do something like that. I clung to her even tighter.

After a brief moment, we devoured each other. Because of my pace, her body was bouncing in a rhythmic pattern.

‘God! Her moans! She is so sweet.’ I thought I had opened my eyes.

To catch a glimpse of her face, I raised my head, breaking the intensity of our kiss. Elena’s eyes remained closed, her long and beautiful lashes casting delicate shadows on her cheeks. She looked serene in the moonlight’s soft embrace.

Unable to resist, I leaned down and kissed her passionately once more. My lips met hers with a hunger born of desire and affection. The taste of her, the warmth of her-it was all-encompassing, and for that moment, nothing else mattered.

As our lips danced together, I couldn’t help but caress her cheek tenderly. Her skin was soft beneath my fingertips, a canvas of emotions waiting to be explored. In that simple touch, I conveyed the depth of my feelings and the love and longing that had grown between us.

Elena responded to my touch with a gentle sigh, her lips molding against mine with a shared fervor. It was as if our souls had found their perfect match, and in each other’s arms, we discovered a kind of completeness that words could never capture.

I adjusted my position and placed her beneath me, savoring a mouthful of her devoted bosom. She clutched my hair and moaned. I didn’t want to come to a halt.

‘This is something I’d like to hold in my palm. Elena is my life; I have waited for this night so long.’

I sucked in her smooth skin, soft lips, and entire body. She arched her back and asked for more with every step I took. That made me crazier. I ran my finger on her sensitive bud; her tempting bud attracted me so much that I could not resist again from touching my tongue on it.

Elena’s heart was beating as fast as she felt my tongue on her sensitive bud. She clutched my hair and pulled me closer to take a mouthful of it. Her desires and yearnings were making me more crazy. I took a mouthful of it.

The way she was squeezing me, I felt she would not let me go from the inside. How could you become like this, Elena?

“Huff! Huff!”

We mingled our dripping wetness.

As our bodies intertwined and the passion between us simmered, I stole a moment to gaze at Elena. Her eyes were closed, a veil of vulnerability hiding behind those long lashes. I leaned in and tenderly placed a kiss on her closed eyelids, a gesture meant to convey both my affection and my apologies.

“I’m sorry if I’ve offended you,” I whispered, my voice a gentle caress against her skin. “But why do you appear to hate me so much? Is it my fault that your mother died?”

Elena’s breathing slowed as my words hung in the air, and her eyes fluttered open to meet mine. In that vulnerable moment, her gaze bore into my soul, a silent plea for understanding and forgiveness.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I continued, my voice filled with sincerity, “If you give me some time, Elena, I promise I’ll take you away from my evil mother. We can build a life together, away from the shadows of the past, and create a future filled with love and happiness.”