Amber Lustful Novels & Stories

I’m Alex and I couldn’t help but admire your beauty when you walked towards the counter. Sorry if I’ll be overstepping my bounds but I love to appreciate beauty when I see one. Anita smiles, removing her hand from his, she had taken his hand accepting the handshake. I see you’re in a rush, but please can I get the opportunity to see you again maybe over dinner or a movie if you don’t mind. “Okay, that’ll be fine” She responded using her eyes to admire him. She turns to leave, “Please can I get your number if you don’t mind,” he asks, bringing out his phone from his pocket and handing it to her.

The moon hung low over Lake Como, casting a silvery path across water visible from the master suite balcony. Alex stood there in a silk robe, gold eyes fixed on the horizon, mind turning over something he couldn't quite name despite the peaceful scene laid out in front of him. Behind him, Sophia lounged against the pillows, dark hair fanned across silk, body still warm from earlier. She watched him with a calm that had nothing soft in it underneath, the devoted-wife mask fitted perfectly into place.

Even though a part of me knew to feel shame, the other part, the one that had snuck glances at him and masturbated to the thought of him fucking me raw, that part was enjoying every humiliating moment. It became difficult to focus on any more chores and the difficulty became impossible when I turned to see Luther spread out on the bed, his dick out, jerking off to the sight of my body. "Mr. Aster!" "Fuck, I need you to suck my cock, darling." His voice sounded smoky and dry like he was racing to the edge. The sight made my cunt drip even more, demanding attention. Or more specifically, demanding the massive cock in front of me to fuck my cunt.

Hazel stalks over to my figure and eyes my figure. "First of.... you don't look like a model to me... you look more like a fake plastic doll who ain't got a pinch of sense up there... and about you calling my Lesley a slut, you need to check yourself cos you're the perfect definition of a slutty asshole bitch!" I gape my mouth in shock and anger, goddamn little witch!. "That's enough Hazel." Gary says. "Gary, we need to talk." Gary grit his teeth in anger. "There's nothing to discuss Brie, what part of the statement do you not understand?."

Tara The moment we step into Amber’s, every instinct I have goes on high alert. It's subtle, but unmistakable, a lull in conversation, the way heads pivot just a fraction too long. I feel eyes on us, and not in a friendly, welcome-to-the-neighborhood kind of way. Ash, of course, looks like he belongs on the cover of some luxury lifestyle magazine. Effortless. Debauched. Smug. The smirk he slides across the room is pure velvet, the kind that says, I own this place, you just don’t know it yet.

I want his urge resuscitated. His eyes glowed as he became eager again. The satisfaction he felt earlier must have disappeared. He grabbed me again and we started another round. We lived together for days, going on marathon sex. He was weak to my touch and he always felt intoxicated whenever he saw me. I was happy as I kept enjoying his body throughout the days while the wolfsbane poison that I prepared for Alpha Kai kept becoming deadlier.

Adele was definitely riled up, she stood up and stuck her finger in the air, “Mark my words Leila Baker, you will regret this” **************************************************** Jordan stared at the vase in front of him as he smiled in a sinister way, his whole body was starting to itch and his eyes were bloodshot red, he lied to Leila that he was off drugs for a few years but it was Infact just a week and the withdrawal process was killing him, he could not afford his regular dealer anymore. There was only one person he knew was rich enough to give him some money so he picked up the phone and called Miss Cooper, that was his only hope.

While many men especially wouldn’t see that as a fucking problem, but a gift, Amber herself knew better. If Grayson knew how much he was tempting her by standing at the edge of his bed in nothing but fitted boxer briefs, he didn’t let on, and Amber felt ashamed down to her very soul. She shouldn’t want to fuck a man who wasn’t her boyfriend this much, no matter who he was to her. She wanted to rip the billionaire’s clothes off and fuck the shit out of him. So badly her heart pounded in her tightened chest. Worse yet, if it was another half-naked man in front of her, she’d likely want to do the same thing. That made her feel like an even bigger piece of worthless shit. Leo could really do so

My body feels like it's on fire, each touch he makes sears deeper into my skin. My nether region is twitching uncontrollably and I can feel my juices starting to leak out. I can't understand any of it, my head is fuzzy and my body won't cooperate. I hate Aster, I do not desire him in any way, this could only be happening because he's orchestrating it. Demons are sexually perverse things and lust is one of their greatest weapons. It's an inborn weakness in everything that walks and breaths. One which I must overcome. One of his hands finally leaves my abused nipple and trails softly down my body, reaching my thigh and caressing softly.