All Chapters of His Forbidden Obsession: Tempting The Devil I Can't Have: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

A VIPER IN MY ROOMISABELLAThere's a thin line between sanity and insanity, and I could swear I was threading on that line and almost tipping over to the point of insanity.I blinked, trying to make certain that my eyes weren't playing tricks on me.And guess what? They damn well weren't!Élise stood in the doorway, one hand on the frame, her silk robe hanging loose around her shoulders. Her hair was perfect, her makeup flawless and her smile held this hint of coldness that sent a chill down my spine.Without knocking or even bothering to ask permission, she waltz into my room like we were roomies.Or maybe she thought she owned the place."Uhm… can I help you?" I asked, trying to sound polite even though my voice had been scraped clean by tears I was still trying to hide.Élise closed the door behind her and leaned against it, crossing her arms."I saw you come in and you looked upset." She tilted her head. "I thought I'd check on you. You'r

A DICK WITH NO FLAVOURISABELLAThe room was dark, the curtains were drawn, and the only source of light was a thin sliver of moon through the gap. Julien's arm was draped over my waist, his chest warm against my back as his breathing was slow and steady. He had been holding me like this for hours and I just couldn't tell if he was asleep or not.I should've felt safe and wanted with his arms around me, but all I could feel was this hollowness.His fingers traced lazy patterns on my stomach and I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the sensation, the warmth and the presence of someone who actually wanted to be here.I was beginning to relax into his touch, begging sleep to take me when I felt something hard pressed against my lower back. This particular something was growing harder with each passing second.Oh boy… I knew this was going to happen sooner or later.My heart pounded against my chest, not from desire, but from something that felt like pressu

THE ANGER OF AN OLD MANALEXANDERAt least once in your lifetime as a man, you'll run into an idiot that has no sense of his surroundings. Today was one of those days for me.The room was suddenly too small for me to be in. Julien stood there, his chin lifted and his smirk still in place. From where I stood, all I saw was a stupid man who thought he had won something and could stand in my house, touch what was mine and throw my ex-wife in my face without consequence.My hands curled into fists as the anger in my chest curled hotter to the point of almost blinding me. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face and let him feel my knuckles connect with his jaw. I wanted to remind him exactly who the fuck he was dealing with.But I didn't.My sense of reasoning came back to me and I saw that, that was what he actually wanted. He wanted to get a reaction from me and start a fight. Something to prove to Isabella that I'm was just an angry old man who couldn't contro

PROVOCATIONSISABELLAI stood in front of my mirror and stared at the woman looking back.She was wearing a dress I bought weeks ago, back when I still believed in things like summer flings and happy endings. It was short, too short. The neckline plunged, the fabric clung to every curve, and the color was a deep red. And we all know that colour screams for attention.I have never worn it, until now.You might want to ask me why I'm putting it on. Simple answer. It was a part of the process of me counting my losses and moving on. Maybe I'll go back to my ‘whore phase’ as Camille calls it.Julien was in the living room when I walked down, looking up the moment he heard my footsteps. His mouth hung open and his eyes went wide."Damn, Izzy." He stood, crossing to me. "Where are you going dressed like that?""Nowhere. I just felt like wearing it since it's hot out."Well.. it's not completely a lie.His hands found my waist as his eyes traveled dow

A TASTE OF PARADISE IN THE MIDST OF CHAOS ALEXANDER I don't know how to explain it, but there’s a kind of pussy warmth you crave for a very long time and when you have that pussy wrapped around your dick, your head short circuits. If you understand what I mean, then that was exactly how I felt at the moment. I was already feeling like this even before I slipped into her. Her body was fire in her my hands. I pressed her against the wall of the shed, the rough wood scraping against the back of my hand. All I felt was her and the heat of her through the thin fabric of that red dress. Her legs tightened around my waist, the dampness of her panties soaking the fabric of my pants. Her hands wrapped around my neck, her fingers finding my hair at the same time as she massaged into the scalp. I moaned against her lips, my fingers digging into the softness of her ass. At this point, I was almost chewing her lips. I just cou