All I Want Is You Novel Novels & Stories

he whispers, almost pleading, “you have to take care of yourself too.” Something in his tone, the quiet ache, the way he says my name snaps the last thread of control holding me together. Before any sane thoughts can catch up, I'm rising on my toes and closing the little distance between us. My trembling fingers reach for his collar as I clamp my lips against his. I kiss him slow, hesitant yet desperate, a questionable move. A plea for comfort, for connection and for something real in the wreckage of my life. But he doesn’t move. He doesn’t kiss me back.

I married another woman, but she was useless. She couldn’t satisfy my insatiable hunger and her unnecessary greed irritated me to the core. I didn't realize what I actually needed until three months ago. A clumsy girl with a tiny waist and heavy, spilling breasts spilled whiskey all over my lap. But it wasn't the spill that caught my attention. It was the sudden warmth of her small palm brushing right against my groin. Something dark, twisted, and entirely reckless snapped inside me. Zalyk growled inside of me. “Mine!”

I pick up my phone while muttering an 'excuse me' to Lily. I see a message from her which reads: 'If you think for one second that threatening to set up my husband just so he will fulfil your stupid wishes is going to work for you, then you met the wrong person. Try again, Aella. But next time, try harder' What the hell had my father told her?

He buried his head into the hollow of Nayla's neck and inhaled deeply as if he was resolving the longing and hatred within him. From the outside, the car looked still, not shaking anymore. It made the people there even more confused. “Is it done? That fast?” the servants whispered to each other. They thought that the foreign young master had finished abusing Mira. Meanwhile, Eko was busy on his cell phone, contacting the head of the city's security district. “Why the silence?” asked Zavier in a stifled voice. He was losing his desire as she looked resigned and lackluster. “Don't you just think of me as an object of your lust? Then do it. After this, please. Divorce me. I want to live. I'm ti

That night, when I stood in front of the mirror slipping into a black silk dress that clung to every curve, I realized something terrifying and thrilling. I didn’t just miss Blackwood. I wanted him. “All I’m saying,” Allison’s voice was half a giggle, half a dare, “is that life is too short for self-imposed celibacy. You’ve been walking around like some tragic heroine from a novel.” I threw a pillow at her, but she ducked, laughing. “It’s not funny, Allie. He complicates everything.”

"Kiss me if you want your privacy. It makes me at ease to leave you with a sign of my affection." "It would make me feel at ease more if you leave now and shove that request of yours up your ass! Do you know how stupid you sound? Geez!" Sandro frowned. "Why do you constantly curse, Selena? I don't like this new you. It doesn't suit you." "I can do anything I want, Sandro! Now get out of my fucking room."

~ Nicholas POV ~ Heat radiated through me like wildfire the moment my eyes landed on her dripping sweet pink pussy. I had craved a repeat of Cabo every single second since that night. I remembered exactly how it felt to claim her, my cock thrusting deep inside her until she screamed. Her moans were the only melody I ever wanted to hear on repeat.

Isabella said, straight-faced. “What?” I asked, shocked. “You heard me, I want to tether you to the bed and tease you until you can’t take anymore,” Isabella grinned. “Holy Fuck,” I growled. “Where is this coming from?” “I was reading my romance book on the bus on the way down and a bit on the way back, when you were sleeping,” Isabella stated. “The girl in the book did it to her lover, and it literally made me wet. I thought maybe we could put some of our toys to use. I completely understand if you don’t feel comfortable with it.”

I wanted to kiss her more often, I wanted to live kissing her until I died, but I knew that was the last time. "What would it be like for the last time if I was burning with desire for you, my love?" I asked myself, got up from the floor, and went up the stairs to my room. I was going to take a cold shower to try to calm my lust. Furthermore, I was completely crazy about that woman. ****

Here with Vincent and my children. I have finally gotten What I Want! ‐-----------