Color Me With Desire 소설 & 이야기

The letters gleamed wet under the lights; he blew softly across them to set the pigment, then licked a slow stripe through the center, tasting her skin and the faint sweetness of the paint. “Wear our signature,” he murmured. “Until it fades.” The day became a rotation of pairs with the third directing. Living-room couch first—wide leather, soft enough to sink into. Cole lay back, pulling her astride him reverse so her back pressed to his chest. He notched at her ass, lubed and patient, pushing in slow—burning stretch that made her sob. Damien knelt between their legs, guiding his cock into her pussy in one long glide. They moved in perfect opposition: Cole thrusting up as Damien withdrew, th

Without hesitation, Noah took him into his mouth, hot and wet, tongue pressing flat against the underside as he sucked. “Fuck— Noah—” Ethan’s hands flew to Noah’s hair, hips bucking involuntarily. The sight of Noah’s lips stretched around him, dark eyes locked on his, was almost too much. Noah hummed around him, taking him deeper until the head hit the back of his throat, then pulled off with a wet pop. “Not yet,” Noah rasped, voice wrecked. “I want to be inside you. Been dreaming about it.” Ethan nodded frantically, spreading his legs. “Yes. God, yes. I want that. Want you.”

He asked, sharp and serious but with a glint in his eyes. “Magnifique.” I said, trying to keep my voice under control, but it came out a breathy whisper. The corners of his mouth lifted and his dark eyes smoldered with lust. “And your colors, Apocalypse?” He asked raspy and caressed my cheek with the back of one hand before the other pulled my hair, making me tilt my head back exposing my throat to him. Looking up at the ceiling I answered him. “Green, yellow and red.” My voice sounded thick with wanton desire.

I know her body wants my touch as badly as I want to touch her body but I have some other plans to make her feel differently. I stepped back and took an empty plate and filled it with all kinds of color mixing them well. As I turned around I found her gawking at me. She doesn't know what I am going to do with her or maybe she knows. I placed the plate on the side table as her eyes followed the plate contemplating my next step. "I am not yet satisfied playing with you. I want more color on you. I want to adore every inch of your body with every color making you even more colorful"

Each color seemed to symbolize a different facet of our connection: pink for desire, red for fiery intensity, and purple for the electric chemistry that bound us together. "God, you are so beautiful that even the most vibrant red roses would pale in comparison." He sunk his hands into my hair, pulling my head back. Bringing his lips closer to my neck he whispered. "I've wanted to taste you since the moment I saw you under these intoxicating lights." His lips met the curve of my neck, and a soft gasp escaped my lips as he gently kissed and nipped his way up to my earlobe. I could feel the heat building between us, the desire in the air thickening with each heartbeat.

And as she’d stood before him, close enough to feel his breath skate hotly across her skin, those incredible glyphs had begun to pulse in shades of burgundy, indigo, and gold—the colors of awakening desire. She smirked. Desire my ass! She thought to herself.

Aliyah pushed Jasmine off her before dug her blue eyes into Goku's Princess silver one's with irritation. "It's mind-blowing that your dyke partner survived with you!" She added and Jasmine's face soften. Samia's protective instinct rose up as she moved closer to the figures of young women who were almost of the same height. They had the same skin tone and we're almost the same size. The only thing was that Jasmine blonde hair and her unusual silver orbs made her striking to look at, while for Aliyah, her dark blue orbs and black curly hair made looking at her calm one's nerves except she opened her mouth to speak.

She mimics a sultry voice, stepping aside. He stares at her, gritting his teeth. She’s all dressed up—leather heels and fur coat. Her lips are painted a deep black color. Her cologne lingers in the air. He holds back a painful breath. “I'm not coming inside, Celeste.” She shrugs and locks her door behind her. “Make this quick. I have somewhere to be.” She's trying hard to stay confident, but there's a crack in her voice. A slight tremor.

He could try, but he would certainly fail," I responded, my eyes trailing over the room, relishing the way some seemed to shrink from my gaze. In a room of a hundred people, I had blackmailed ninety-five, and I felt no remorse. They all deserved it and even if they didn't, what's done was done anyway. I knew what they called me—heard whispers of "the stone bitch," how they seemingly hated me and wished me dead. And yet, I knew many of those same men sought to sleep with me, to boast they had tamed the wolf. How ironic that I would gobble them up instead. "Do you think they know what the party is for?" Desiree asked, curling a lock of red hair around her finger. We looked at each other and sm

“Tell me, how badly do you want it? How badly do you want me to make you cum” (I see you take a hard gulp ,your Adam’s apple bobbed ,your face a faint shade of pink ,your skinny frame looming over mine ,your eyes half shut with desire ,your bulge in your pants straining your zipper,you manage to croak out the answer…”I want you so badly..”) I bite my lip, a low moan escaping as I feel your desire. My hands move to your chest, pushing you back until you hit the desk. I straddle you, my thighs squeezing your hips.