Control Girlfriend Novels & Stories

He shrugged. “Could be hot. Never tried that before. But I’m up for it. If you are the one doing the touching. You being the one in control of the situation helps you, I’m in.” He offered. “Do you actually mean that? Do you even understand how messed up I am? How impossible a relationship with me would be? What guy wants a girlfriend they can’t touch? Hell, you couldn’t even sneak up and hug me without me freaking out.” I shook my head.

“First off, conceited much? Second, how do you know I don’t have a boyfriend waiting for me at home?” “Me, conceited? No. Merely confident enough to accept myself as I am. Also confident enough to state there is no significant other, else you would have called him at one point since our departure from the office. But not only have you not called or texted anyone; you haven’t received any either.” “I can see someone is a control freak when it comes to dating. Not all women are required to report their every move to a guy.” “Is there a reason you feel a need to argue with everything I say?”

I pointed toward the exit, but Walter wasn’t ready to take no for an answer. "Listen to me, Damon. I’m here to see my girlfriend, and you have no right to stop me, so I’m going to ask you nicely to get out of my way before I—" "How did you find this place? You tracked me? Or her? Are you really that controlling?" "For you to have these ideas in your mind, Damon, I think you’re the one who’s controlling. Who here is trying to stop me from seeing my girlfriend—controlling who comes to see her?"

No side distraction, just school. “ZOEY!” I jumped as I heard that infamous squeal which was my best friend Julie. I didn’t expect her to speak to me after the breakup I wasn’t really close to her after I started dating Orion. I did try to make our friendship work but Orion was jealous. He always wanted me to himself. It was pretty terrible balancing a possessive boyfriend and energetic friend and trust me I did a terrible job. My eyes swept over Julie and I noticed she was wearing her usual artsy style: big denim overalls covered in paint splatters, a white crop top underneath, and platform sneakers that made her almost as tall as me.

I waited for him to say something but he didn’t, he was only watching me intensely. “Okay.” I put my hands up. “If we’re going to do this, It’ll be on my terms.” I raised a strict finger at him. He scoffed, amused. “It was always on your terms, mi amore.” He told me in a deep sexy voice. “The best way to control a woman is to let her have control.” He added. I signed a deal with this man and I knew what I was getting into when I did. Now was not the time to regret, now was the time to be ravished.

Adrian Chen and Eli: the collaboration everyone wanted to understand. But privately, we were dealing with something more immediate than professional success. We were learning how to actually be in a relationship. And it was harder than any campaign. The first real conflict came when Eli suggested I was "reverting to control patterns" because I'd tried to establish a formal schedule for when we'd see each other after work. "I'm just trying to manage expectations," I said. "You're trying to control variables," he corrected. "There's a difference. Managing expectations is healthy. Controlling variables so nothing can surprise you is avoidance."

I stopped and she looked at me glaring "Don't blame me , I have a hot girlfriend to begin with" I said and she smirked "I know that look" I said "What look?" She asked innocently "You know I'm going to lose right?" I asked and she chuckled "I know" She bit her lips and leaned to me "Don't test me beautiful , you know I can't control it all the time" She loves to tease me , she never stops teasing and that makes me lose my control everytime. She needs to understand that I'm a man with needs and she's making me lose it.

She never initiated but she never pulled away quickly either. “You analyze intimacy like it’s a battlefield,” she said one evening. “Isn’t it?” “No.” She stood, moving around her desk slowly. “It’s about control.” “Exactly.” Her heels clicked softly against the floor as she stopped beside me. “You think control is power,” she said. “It is.” Her hand rested on the back of my chair. “Control,” she murmured, “is restraint.” Her proximity made it hard to focus. “And what happens,” I asked quietly, “when restraint fails?”

She is much smaller than me, yet she is in charge. Oh boy. My shy Lynn is gone. Left is a mischievous sexual pixie, and I'm just blown away. I don't mind at all. I just didn't expect my girlfriend to be a complete Dominatrix. "I'm riding this big body tonight," Lynn whispers. "And I hope you don't mind, but I like to be in control," her eyes sparkle. "But something tells me you don't mind being my boy toy." I gulp. "No, I... I don't mind at all."

Daniel retorted, “that Is just an excuse to change the mode of our relationships” Stephanie said, “It's not what you are thinking, but I want to have total control over the finance department In my home, I can't allowed any woman to control my my life because he's taking role In financial aspect of my home” Daniel said, “okay, I promised to drop my ego, and take to your Istructions, anything you want from me, am ready to give It all” Stephanie said, “even, If I want all your bank account to be in my possession?“ Daniel asked,