Lustful Desires (Erotic Shorts)

"Don't stop..."The words escaped from her lips as she breathed heavily and shaky as fingers gripped her thighs. It was firm and filled with desire as his mouth made way down to her neck. His body was almost into hers as the scent of him filled with a powerful odor, clean, unfamiliarly filled in the air. Her back curved as his lips made way for the center of his breast, his hands want down to her silk as he tried to pull it.She gasped as she lifted her hips to meet his body. Everything about him was unknown. He was faceless, nameless but filled with desires, the short hair on his face which was on her skin, the weight of his palm on her thighs, the slow movement he made when he shifted her panties aside, his hands brushing on her desire filled body."Do you like that?"His voice was velvet and smoke, a whisper behind the mask.Her moan answered for her.Slow at first, then deep. She rubbed her fingers in his hair as her breath came out shallow amidst gasping, her body trembled as he g

He opened a door.It wasn’t a bedroom, not exactly. It was a private chamber dressed in shadows. Dim lights kissed velvet walls. A chaise lounge sat in the corner beside a bottle of champagne. The air was heavy with scent of musk, candle wax, something darker.“Rules,” he said, turning to face her. “There are three.”She swallowed. “Tell me.”He walked round her slowly, never touching, just letting his presence to be felt by her.“One,” he whispered, “no names. You don’t know me. I don’t know you.”“Okay.”“Two. No limits. Unless you say otherwise, I take full control.”Nina’s thighs pressed together slightly.“And three. No questions. What happens here, stays here. Agreed?”She nodded her head.He stepped closer, brushing a finger under her chin and lifting her face to his. “Say it.”“I agree.”The mask couldn’t hide the way her lips trembled with need.“Good,” he murmured. “Take off your shoes.”She obeyed, slowly, heels clicking to the floor. His eyes never left her.“Turn around.”

She took a glass of wine from a tray, needing something to hold. Her skin prickled. Her chest rose and fell too fast.“Hey...”The voice stopped her heart.She turned, slowly, eyes wide.He was behind her. As always. Before she saw him. Before she found him.His mask was the same, she, sleek, mysterious but she still doesn't know who he was.“You were looking for me,” he said softly.She tried to play cool. “Maybe.”“You wore that perfume for me.”She swallowed.He moved closer, hand on the small of her back. “I like that.”“You always find me first.”“Because I know how you move now.”“You’re always watching.”He didn’t deny it.She tried to study him. His height. His build. The shape of his lips.Tonight, she was going to unmask him. She didn’t care what rule she broke.“I have questions,” she said.“No questions, remember?”“But I want to know who you are.”“I know,” he said. “That’s also part of it.”Before she could argue, his hand gently dragged her to a private corridor again.

His jaw closed tightly, then softened. “Because I love you, Nina. I’ve never stopped thinking about you, not once since you left him. And what we shared… it wasn’t just sex. You know that.”She stared at him.The room felt like it disappeared around them. Just the two of them. Naked souls in designer clothes.Her mind screamed, but her body moved closer to him.She reached out, touched his chest as she felt it on her hands.His hand covered hers, strong and familiar.“I needed the mask to express my truth,” he said quietly. “But I’m here now. All of me.”Nina’s lip trembled. “I don’t know if I can love a man who made me feel everything… without telling me who he was.”He moved closer to her, inches away as his breath blended with hers. “Then don’t decide tonight. Just… don’t walk away.”She wanted to scream. To cry. To kiss him and slap him and fall into his arms but she couldn't.Instead, she said softly, “I don’t know what to do.”Adrian bent closer and his voice sounded smooth as h

It's been days since Adrian and Nina became official and the city felt different when you walked it hand in hand with the man you loved. Nina had felt it from the very moment Adrian’s fingers laced with hers that afternoon. A quiet, firm grip that seemed to whisper, “I’ve got you. And I’m not letting go.”They were just two people in love. No masks and no shadows. The bright sun above made everything look clearer, softer. Even the noise of the street couldn’t fade out the steady drum of Nina’s heart, still half-drunk on what they had shared together.They had decided to go out, just the two of them, for coffee and maybe lunch somewhere quiet. Nina wore a simple sundress, her hair loose, caught lightly by the breeze. Adrian, in a dark shirt rolled up the sleeves, looked relaxed but still carried that quiet power she had fallen for, the kind that drew eyes wherever he went.They stepped into a small café on a corner street. The clink of cups, soft jazz from hidden speakers, and sunlight