Burning Desire Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

But to do so, great self-control had to be exercised, and the burning passion had to be sacrificed. Sophia could never imagine just how much Albert desired her at this moment. And Albert had no intention of telling her, as she lay there, still panting with her eyes tightly shut, trying to come down after soaring in a heightened state of pleasure. Unfortunately, every breath the woman took only fueled the fire of desire within Albert, making it burn even stronger. Albert would not let Sophia become aware. His lips, wet and warm, moved once more, kissing the soft skin of Sophia’s neck.

Nicole moaned as the ecstasy she felt increased. She grabbed his head and dug her nails deep into his thick brown hair. His broad shoulders welcomed her, and the only thing separating them was their clothes, which she couldn't wait to rip off. "I want you deep inside me, I want you to rip me off with the fire of your affection. Please, Abel, eat me, eat me with your luscious tongue. Please your sweet fire is burning me down and I can't wait to be consumed by it" Abel grinned he knew that she couldn't resist him. He was like a spell cast to destroy her and she couldn't do anything more, but dance to his tunes. This is the moment he enjoys most.

A few of the employees has began coming to the office with all oblivious of the people in the opened door. Sofia and the unknown guy woke up with a strong urge. The urge that made them crave each other. They both desired to have each other. It felt like their mind was replaced with something else, which can be desire. Nothing else around them matters. They did not take a look at their surrounding and even if they do, their mind was clouded to think of doing anything about it. The strong tearing of dresses forcefully filled the room as Sofia clutched to her stomach. Nothing! Her head is blank, the only thing she can think of now is to quench her taste for sèx .

This time he even explained what he meant. "What? Is he asking me if I want to get laid? Is he out of his mind?" I thought. I nodded to say no. But deep down I wanted to do it. A carnal desire which only few could resist. He ordered one of his men. "Untie him."

“I think you are so fucking sexy. At the party I couldn't stop watching you... I didn't want to stop. There is something about you that's so captivating. Watching you walk is pure sex. The confident stride of those legs that mesmerize a man. Give him thoughts of how they would clasp him in their strong embrace. The sensual sway of hips I want to dig my fingers into while I press you close and take your mouth that was created to be claimed, corrupted. I have been with you twice, but it's hardly enough.... I don't know if I'm ever going to to have enough. Corruption. Sin. Desire in flesh. And I want to kneel in front of you and beg you to consign me to your hell. Because I want to burn in you.

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“Good. Because once you’re mine… there’s no turning back. And once the fire burns, everything changes. Lies, secrets… danger. All of it melts away in the heat of obsession.” The figure hesitated, then retreated into the fog, but the threat lingered. Danger was still out there, silent and patient, waiting for the right moment to strike. And yet, even with that knowledge, even with my fear, desire consumed me. I wanted him. I needed him. I craved the fire that could destroy or consume me entirely. He stepped closer, brushing his fingers against mine, holding me close. “You feel it, don’t you?” he whispered. “The pull, the obsession… the fire.”

"Touch me." His hands obeyed, sliding under the hem of my dress, I gasped, arching into his touch, the sensation sending lightning through my veins. His tongue swept into my mouth, tasting of wine and desire, engaging mine in a dance. I ground down against him, feeling the hardness of him beneath the fabric of his trousers, and a moan ripped from my throat.

His upright figure and perfect posture made Laura swallow with difficulty. Was this the body that had once touched her when she was unconscious? Asher pressed his body close again. His lips began to trace his wife's smooth and fair neck. Sweet and fragrant... the man felt like he wanted to keep sipping Laura's skin all day long. "Say my name..." Asher whispered in a deep, hoarse voice, a voice that held a burning surge of desire. Asher briefly claimed Laura's lips, then repeated his command. "Ash... ahh...!" Laura cried out as he entered her. Followed by Asher's long groan as they finally became one.

Scarlett muffled a scream into the furs, pain and defiance warring within as Clover howled silently. He moved with relentless intensity, fierce and unyielding, their bodies locked in a dance of raw desire, the firelight casting shadows of their union across the chamber. Her wounds throbbed, her heart ached with her loss, yet her numb resolve held as she allowed Winter claim her in a storm of passion, pain and power. * * * * *