Blue X Lust Novels & Stories

"So you do have feelings for him!" "I wouldn't say feelings," I protested weakly. "It was just a moment of...confusion, maybe? Frustration? I don't even know." "Girl, give yourself some credit," Blaire said, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Confusion, frustration – those can all be sparks of something bigger. Especially when it leads to a make-out session in the living room, no less."

I walked around the house but couldn't find her. I had rushed down here after having sex with a total stranger. This was the second time I was doing such. I wondered what was going over me. My mind was filled with lust. The singer on that occasion, Mrs. Piatek, was good in bed. It looked like she was into me. Too bad I wasn't the type of person that believed in love. She was just a distraction for me.

She looked at the time on her phone and it read 9:50pm. “Well someone’s early.” She said to herself as she got out of bed. She moved to the full length mirror behind her bathroom door and looked herself over really quick. Her hair was Light brown and blonde and long down to her back. A few strands were darker and some were lighter but she kept them well tamed. she use to have her hair short but Rhys liked it long during sex, better for him to pull he would say. She shook her head at the memory of Rhys and continued to make sure she was decent. Her eyes were blue colored and she had full kissable lips she painted over with some clear lip gloss.

It's not pained to white as the mansion, but her best colour which made her wonder how important she must be. And how come they got to know her color. Though she heard her favorite color seem to be for male, but she cared less. Blue was her favorite and seeing the bed blue, room painted blue and the cool lights which is white. Kyla fall to the bed at once. Her plan was to get a shower, but she was already in love with her room already. She wonders how his, the master room will be and her bathroom and... She rolled around the bed happy. But, there comes her subconscious.

"How could you? If you hurt Kira and my children, I will kill you. Not even their hair must you touch violently." "So, you're really obsessed with this water spirit? What did you see in her for goodness sake? I thought everything was lust to you. You told me then, that you're lusting on your bestfriend, you want to have her and all that. But i don't understand what this lust is turning too. Daniel, are you that stupid? I love you for crying out loud! I tried to show my affection for you when she can't but you won't even look at my side." "That lust has turned to love, Nina. Release her and my kids. No matter how you use her or my kids to threaten me, i won't show love you. I don't love you i

she said, her tone gentle yet firm, conveying both pride and encouragement. Arina's confession about the king's request brought a blush to her cheeks as she retreated into the bathroom. "He asked me to wear something blue," she whispered, her voice tinged with a blend of excitement and nervousness, evident even over the running water. Rosella chuckled softly, her eyes scanning the wardrobe for the perfect outfit. "Just take a shower, I will search for something blue for you," she called out, her voice filled with a motherly mix of affection and reassurance, aimed at calming Arina's nerves.

Her five-year relationship, entirely thrown away. Then, drinking heavily at the nightclub. The burning shots of vodka. Stumbling upstairs to the VIP lounge in the dark, and falling onto a lap. Xavier. She remembered the blistering heat of his hands clamping down on her bare waist. She remembered his piercing blue eyes in the shadows. The way his mouth had burned a path down her neck. The overwhelming, suffocating weight of him pressing her into the mattress, and the brutal, punishing way he had fucked her. “Did he fuck you like this? I am going to ruin you tonight for everyone else.”

The thought of what he was going to do to my mom ran chills along my spine. "Don't be nervous, you are going to enjoy it," he added and continued with what he was doing. I could feel my sexual urge building and my wetness dripping, and that made me hate myself even more. How can my body be enjoying this? How can I get wet during this assault? My muffled scream soon turned to moan, I was lust in desire. It was totally a heavenly moment, having both of them exploring me, leaving no stones unturned.

Uhh, Clint actually Me: he touched your hair?? Why?? Blue : calm down baby. I don't know why he did it but I like it I sighed and touched the hair Me: well it's nice I massaged her back and she smiled. Then I saw a blue dot behind her neck I touched it Me: what's this Blue dot? Blue : huh, blue dot? Oh my goodness. It's my birth mark Me: what?? You have a weird birth mark?? She sat up and took her hand back and touched it

Blue nodded at me, and I looked down again. It looked quite pretty, and was better than most of the ones I had seen in pictures and videos. I lowered my head down, and I did as Liam had told me. Kiss, tongue, roll in uneven patterns, slowly and in big shapes. Romanticize it. Kiss it. I did all that, in the exact way Liam had ordered, and soon I could hear Blue's moans. She held my hair and was moaning really loud. “Maverick.” She moaned my name, and I stopped for a while. I had never imagined how it'd sound, but this sounds pretty great.