|Author📚 Author of The Martens brothers series, Black Guys and Gals, Damaged and McQueen Family series 📚(Marianna Nemeth)|
Feeling you touching me, feeling me up, squeezing me so my body presses to yours.
"Damn, let me go." I whisper and I feel your breath on my neck.
"Do you really want me to let you go?" You ask me and I whimper.
"Please..." I whisper again as you kiss my neck and shoulder.
"If you stop me now I will never stop chasing you..." You tell me and look up to me. "You know me, love. I won't stop." You told me and I swallowed hard.
"I... I don't want to stop you." You grinned at me and I studied you for a second.
"Then don't..." he whispered leaving closer and kissing me. I kissed you back with everything I have, my heart was beating so fast in my chest. I felt your arms around my waist and I ...
I looked at him scared and backed up to the wall. He watched me not wearing any emotions on his face. I swallowed hard and looked all over him. He wasn't wearing anything just his boxer.
"What do you want?" He asked me smirking. My breathing quickened. He didn't remember me..? He should. He should remember me, he must have known who I am... I studied him as he turned his whole body to mine. "What's wrong with your tongue?" He smirked at me.
"Nothing." I spit it out and grabbed the door knob beside me and yanked the door open.
"Jennifer!" I heard my name and halted. I tried to even my breathing. This wasn't me. I was a strong women. I never gave in to anyone. Why am I doing this with him?...
"Her body language told me she loved their attention and I don't like it but I dont want to destroy her happiness. Drew went to grab a cd and signed it to her. She blushed taking it and I put my hands into my pocket. I hated it but I didn't move because I knew she loved me she won't.... she laughed on something and she touched Alex's arm.
What is she doing? Why is she touching him? I swallowed hard and didn't move. I didn't move.... I wanted to... I so fucking wanted to but I didn't...
She loves me.
Then she blushed as Drew told her something. She was clinging to the cd what they gave her. I should go there and talk to them too but I couldn't. I leaned back to the wall and I just...
"A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool."
Today is my birthday. 🍰
I got great food, great butterfly chocolate cake and great family.
I am feeling blessed right now.
Still, I am getting closer to that number... the 3 X LOL feeling funny today I guess 😏😉
Have a great day!
I am gonna bath the kids, feed them, put them in bed, wait for my partner to get home and probably gonna watch something in the tv... I am thinking about Bones. It was a long time when I watched it and I missed a lot and it's almost finished.
Sick of me (Black Guys and Gals #5) (not edited snipet,still working on it)
"I think I am..." I whispered closing my eyes. "But I don't want to destroy his life. I don't want him..."
"Enough." I heard a deep voice and my heart started to beat so fast as I turned my head quickly.
"Rick?" Him and Thomas walked inside and he probably heard me. I shook my head standing up and staring at him.
"Fucking enough!" He told me and I snickered. Wasn't the best idea to argue in front of our siblings and their new born babies.
"Not here." I told him and he shook his head.
"Who cares anymore?" He asked me. "I want to be with you, I want to live with you, I want to have you every day, I want to marry...
I slowly packed my bag, my owl and my essential items onto the trolley what I quickly grabbed while the taxi driver waited for me impatiently. He was a right prick but hell somehow I needed to get to the Kings Cross station.
I grabbed the muggle money from my pocket and paid for him. He murmured a rude thank you and I frowned as he left and I started to push the trolley into the station. I slowly went to the ticket office as I still didn't buy my ticket at all, I walked up to the lady who looked at me smiling and I smiled back at her.
"I'd like a ticket to the Hogwarts express." I smiled and she looked around and started laughing. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked her feeli...
I feel sick again.
I don't want to be sick. I just got healthy not long ago, I just went back to the gym and to running.
I hate being sick. I am gonna go and sleep all day now.
That will be fucking impossible!
Why? You may ask..?
Because I have kids.
I think I am gonna cry in the bathroom and then get some energy from my left over coffee.
I loved you.
You broke me.
I handed you everything.
You throw it away.
I fought for you.
You gave up on me.
And I am still here.
And I am still in love with you.
And I am still handing you everything.
And I am still fighting for you.
What are you doing?
You are destroying us.
But most of all.
"Hey, you are gonna get a 100 if you tell me where to find Marshmallow stuffed cookies?" He looked at me surprised and grinned.
"At the back of the warehouse, last lane, on the shelves." I grinned at him and handed him a 100 then me and Sofira quickly run at the back of the warehouse. She was looking around nervous when I spotted the sweets and grabbed some to her and put it on the small table there.
"Here you go." I smiled and she looked at me in awe which made me move and lift her up by her waist and put her down on the table. What the hell am I doing? The adrenaline was all over my body as I touched her cheek and leaned closer. "Stop me." I whispered looking at her beautiful lip...
We didn't get along because I loved him. I hated to think that I loved him, I hated to think that he loved me. I tried to forget the feeling, I tried to erase him from my life, from my heart.
It was 15 years ago when I seen him last time and I hope to God we will see each other in the future... sooner or later. After everything is settled we will see each other.
We nearly lost each other but when we meet again the storm between us will rage for years.
You let me brake things up.
You let me smash things up.
You let me brake my own heart.
You let me brake yours...
You let me lose you.
You let me have you.
You let me give everything to you.
I handed everything to you.
I let you brake things up.
I let you smash things up.
I let you brake your heart.
I let you lose me.
I let you to have me.
You handed everything to me.
What went wrong?
What went wrong that we are standing outside on the street shouting at each other?
What have you done??
What have I done??
We loved each other.
You loved me.
I loved you.
Let me say goodbye.
I let you to say goodbye.
Goodbye, my man.
Goodbye, my love.
I want to be kissed at midnight when the fireworks starts to pop around us and we start the New Year in each other's arm.
A teaser from my book. Enjoy. :)
"What now?" I asked him. He sighed shaking his head as he buried his face in my neck. He was sporting a stubble and I loved it. He looked so manly with it.
"I don't want our family to talk about us yet." He mumbled and I nodded.
"Me neither even they already do." He chuckled.
"They do." He looked up to me and I see him searching my eyes. "Look, cupcake. We need to get ready." He sighed pushing himself up. I watched him from the bed and smiled. He quickly put on some sweatpants and shirt, along with some shoes. He looked back at me and smirked. "You need to dress up. I don't want others see you like this." He told me and I rolled my eyes. I grabbed one o...
1. Fly in a helicopter.
2. Go to the USA.
3. Meet with my friends from all over the world.
4. Get a job.
5. Get proud of...
6. Be a history or literature teacher.
7. Go on a road trip alone.
8. Always wanted to get purple or grey hair.
9. Want to get a tattoo... a lot actually.
10. Look sexy.
11. Have piercings... (not gonna specify)
12. I want to learn martial arts.
13. I want to learn shooting.
14. I want to learn Spanish, Italian.
15. I want to be a cool mum.
Hopefully in the future when I stop writing, which to be honest a little scary to me because writing is my passion, my hiding place, my thing... My books has piecies about me. I hope to read them again and again when I stop but...
It makes me think that.... Will I ever stop? Will I ever stop typing the words? My tiny little thoughts or my huge ones? How do I know that I wrote everything down? What if I left something out?
Easy words and thoughts are gonna come easily in the future and I don't need to write them down...
But what about the hard ones? Who is going to express them if I stop them?
If I ever stop writing that's probably my imagination or brain being dead.
I want you.
I want to kiss you.
I want to touch your cheek.
I want to feel your warm skin.
I want to feel how your body shivers under my touch.
I want to drink every shiver of your body.
I want to get what you can offer to me.
I want you to get me.
I want you to claim me.
I want you to touch my cheek.
I want you to caress my skin.
I want you to kiss me.
I want you to kiss my body all over.
I want you to drink my moans up.
I want you to give yourself to me.
I want you to claim me.
I want you to have me.
I want you to get my clothes off.
I want to get your clothes off.
I want your lips around my nipples.
I want your beard scratch my nipples up.
I want to lick your nipples too.
I want you to ki...
When they tell my story it's usually starts with "hey! I know your story!..." and they start to bubble about guys, heartbrakes, love, lust, joy, hatred... but is it true? Let me tell you my story properly.
"You!" I walked into the school hall after I finally found him.
"Yeah?" He turned to me smiling.
"Did you crashed my car?" I walked closer to him and he smirked down to me.
"Why would I do that?" He asked me smuggly.
"Because you are the school bully. You want to own everyone and it was me who screwed you over this time." I hissed at him and I could see his eyes flash.
"Oh no, Bobby." He smiled stepping more closer to me. Our chest was touching and I swallowed hard. "You n...