Can T Control Myself Novels & Stories

“I believe that you have a lot to tell me.” I did. “I know what you’re going to say,” I muttered. “Nor do I know how I'm going to say it.” “I doubt that.” He glanced up. “You’re angry. You’re impulsive. You want to tear Giovanni’s world apart for what he’s trying to pull. And you are doing your best to try and control yourself.” “Is that not what we should be doing?” I snapped, jaw clenched. “Controlling myself has done nothing except drag me into more problems except drag me into more health than I would want to deal with and accept push me to the limits that I did not want to think about.”

The feel of having do close left a vibrating feeling behind with the promise of a thrill if I gave into this feeling— I hadn’t I knew I had such a lack of self-control when it came to certain things , until her. It had always been my strongest part all through the years and yet suddenly it was looking like I was weak in that aspect, the feeling left a kind of bitter taste that I didn’t even want to show behind, still for her there was no restraint. At least now I knew it was difficult to step over the line completely. It took took.a while to learn that lesson thankfully, but after I did it sank in well.

“He wouldn’t listen and he tried to kiss me again” “oh but you should be happy you were able to regain control” She praised. “At what expense? What if I kill people?” I asked. “You won’t because you stronger than you think” “I’m so scared of what is in me” “Don’t me. You own it and not otherwise. You get to control how far it goes” “I guess. When I realized I was out of control I helped myself regain the control once again. I can do this” I suddenly felt a rush of happiness and excitement.

I had put myself into her state and considering the way that rogue's talked to me about what they had done to her made me angry that I could barely control myself. I feel bad about not being able to control myself when all of this started. I knew that all this wouldn't have happened if I was able to control myself and I feel guilty for that. I feel the need to be reprimanded but I knew that no one would have the guts to do that. I know that everyone is terrified of me but I don't want that to happen.

I don’t understand what is happening. There has only ever been one other time that I felt this out of control. I may have a temper, and I am definitely no pillar of self-control. But I always knew what I was doing and why. When I got angry and when I lashed out, I could always pull it back to a single moment, the reason or the cause of my outburst was never unknown. But this. This dream, this unnerving feeling that I have. I can’t trace it to any one thing. It is making me question myself. And I swore to never do that again.

Especially after what almost happened three days ago. If I hadn't controlled myself when I did, I have no idea what would have happened, and the scary part was that I wanted it. I don't know where this...this whatever it is came from, it just came all of a sudden and out of nowhere, and I can't control it, hell, I don't even know if I want to control it. This…this attraction? Or I don't even know, maybe just me being stupid? Whatever it was, it was like it took over, and I couldn't even control it. I don't even know if I want to, like I said. And now I just dug a big pit and practically jumped in myself, by telling her to spend the whole day with me.

I don’t understand what is happening. There has only ever been one other time that I felt this out of control. I may have a temper, and I am definitely no pillar of self-control. But I always knew what I was doing and why. When I got angry and when I lashed out, I could always pull it back to a single moment, the reason or the cause of my outburst was never unknown. But this. This dream, this unnerving feeling that I have. I can’t trace it to any one thing. It is making me question myself. And I swore to never do that again.

Instead of providing relief, the release fuels the fury and lust boiling within me. It also forces me to acknowledge and accept that I have no fucking control over my own thoughts, feelings, or body where Sofia is concerned, which pisses me off more than anything else. I take pride in being able to turn my emotions off as if they were a light switch. I couldn't do my job if I didn't have that kind of self-control. But that capability is rendered useless with Sofia. She's my weakness While I might not be able to possess her, I'll be damned if another man lays claim to what's mine.

I was going to show him that I did have self-control, that I wasn't just a slave to my desires. I wasn’t going to let him get to me this easily again. I was going to be firm with my decision. But as I sat there, my body still humming with arousal, I couldn't help but wonder if Vitali was right. Was I really just a slave to my desires?

What I couldn’t control? I shook my head, tears welling in my eyes despite my best efforts to keep them back. “You don’t understand. You don’t know what it’s like to feel this… this power inside me. To feel like I’m losing myself, losing control. I don’t know if I can trust myself. And if I can’t trust myself, how can I trust anyone else? How can I let you in again, knowing that one wrong move could tear us apart?”