All Chapters of Unleashed Desires: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Ahh, ahh, ahh!” I screamed continuously, my voice breaking with every thrust. “You like that, love?” Will’s breath was hot against my ear, his voice low and rough. The sound of it sent another wave of shivers through me. “Harder, baby, please,” I moaned, my plea tumbling out between gasps. He groaned, gripping my hips tighter. “Is that enough? Huh? Is that enough, Ashy?”He drove into me again, harder, deeper, until I could barely breathe. “Yes, yes, right there!” I cried out, my body trembling as he hit the perfect spot again and again, every nerve in me alive and trembling. “I’m gonna cum, Will. Yes, just there, don’t stop,” I gasped, my voice breaking as tears filled my eyes. It felt too good. “Wait for me, baby. Hold on a little,” he groaned against my shoulder.“I can’t… It’s too much.” My voice cracked, my control slipping away. One more thrust and the world shattered. My body went rigid, my breath caught in my throat as waves of pleasure rolled through me, endless and ele

“Hello, Mum,” I said when she picked up. I’d gone back to my room and decided to call her, just to let her know I’d arrived safely.“How are you, darling? Did you arrive okay?” she asked.“Yes, Mum. Sorry, I didn’t call right away. I was so tired, I needed to rest,” I explained.“It’s okay, love. I understand.”“Thank you, Mum. How’s everyone back home?”“Everyone’s fine. You just take care of yourself, okay? And please, unpack those foodstuffs before you go to bed again, so they don’t spoil,” she instructed.“I haven’t checked if I can cook in the kitchen yet, but I’ll do that soon,” I said, already holding the phone a little away from my ear because I knew what was coming next.“Kie Ash Afaikez…” Uh oh. “I hope this is a joke, because I didn’t break my back to get you good accommodation for you to be giving me excuses. Wasn’t your apartment supposed to have a kitchen?” she scolded.All that fuss over a kitchen. Wait till she finds out I have a temporary male roommate instead of being

If someone had told me I’d be getting laid that early, I would’ve laughed in their face. Actually, knowing me, I probably already had.I ended up spending the night at Caleb’s, and, safe to say, he had a lot of energy and experience. Totally not what I’d heard about white boys, but maybe I was just lucky.When I got home the next morning, I was still standing by the door when I heard voices, Damian and his girlfriend, mid-argument.“Okay, what do you mean by that? You can’t do long distance anymore?” Damian’s voice carried down the hall.Uh-oh. That sounded personal. The sane thing would’ve been to mind my business, but sanity wasn’t exactly my strong suit.“I’m just saying it’s too stressful driving up here almost every day,” his girlfriend said.“Okay, we can narrow it down to just the weekends, babe. That’s less stressful, right?”“You know I don’t even like driving, Damian.”“I know, baby, and I really appreciate what you do for us,” he said, his tone dipping into a plea. “You know

Five days had passed since school had started, and I was already feeling the tight coil of stress in my chest. Not because the lessons were difficult, they weren’t, but because I simply didn’t handle stress well. Even the act of attending classes made my mind tense, a pressure I could never seem to shake. Work, however, was different. I thrived at my online web development job, coding and designing for an IT company during the day, thanks to my flexible schedule. With classes only three evenings a week, I balanced both worlds, but it still left me drained by the time Friday rolled around.It was also five days since Caleb. Five days since that night that should have been thrilling, but now lingered in my mind with an ache I couldn’t quite name. I felt used, yet I hadn’t reached out. Caleb had promised he’d be in touch; it wasn’t my responsibility to chase him. Still, a lump of unease had formed in my stomach, a mix of disappointment and confusion.Leaving school on Friday night felt li

Saturdays back home had always been the highlight of my week. I would return home for the weekend and savor my mother’s delicious homemade meals, her laughter filling the air while the smell of ndole and fried plantain wrapped around me like comfort. But things were different at Wyvern. It was Saturday, and instead of enjoying a day off, I found myself working. The weight of that realization pressed against me until I almost felt like crying, though I held onto the small comfort that it was only a half-work day. It was already two in the afternoon, just one more hour to go.When I finally finished my tasks, I felt completely drained. To release the tension, I decided to take a long, relaxing bath. The cold water wrapped around me, washing away the exhaustion and leaving my skin tingling. Afterward, I padded to the kitchen, hair damp and heart lightened just a little, and began preparing a simple meal while chatting with my mom on the phone. With my plate of food in hand, I made my way