Cruel Obsession Novels & Stories

I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles while I fucked her, feeling her walls flutter and clench around my thick shaft. “You feel that?” I rasped, leaning over her back, lips brushing her ear. “Feel how deep I am inside you? This is what obsession feels like, little wife. I would kill for this cunt. I would burn cities for it. You’ve turned the Don into a man who can’t think straight because all he wants is to be buried inside his wife’s tight holes.” I pulled out suddenly, making her whine at the emptiness, and pressed the fat, creamy head against her asshole.

Dakota POV I stand in the doorway of the bathroom, watching her wash my cum off her face. She turns me on in unreal ways. I want to own her body. I want to be deep inside her pussy. The thoughts I have of her are not typical. She is my obsession. She cleans her face and walks to me, standing in the doorway of her bathroom. “What do you want to do to me now, stud?” Tonya asks me. The thoughts that are going through my mind are wild and machinist. “I want to take you to your bedroom,” I say to her.

Although, there was not much needed because those who were here will kill themselves for him. ''My Deer, you will never find a charming and seductive person like me, not in heaven, not even in hell. Today, I will make sure you are as obsessed with me as I am with you. I will not burn in this desire alone, Elsa, you must burn with me." a wide grin formed on his life after thinking about their future.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

Even now the need to see her burned through my veins. He was fucking wrong. .. This craving... Obsession and dark desire that seeks to burn me from within. It runs too deeply, even on to the innermost darkest part of me, it couldn't be gotten rid of that easily . It wouldn't end until we are both consumed by the flames "She doesn't want you , that's why she chose to leave .You fucking want her back? Then you gotta get up from this god damned bed and stand on your feet once again. "

Charles spread her legs wide and entered her Immediately, without wasting any time, he started drilling her hard. "Oh my!" "Baby, go faster!" "You're so good... Ahh!!" Celine moaned as he banged her harder and deeper. He suddenly stopped and turned her over the table. "Bend your ass" he ordered hoarsely. She did as he instructed and he entered her in a go. He started thrusting into her madly as he went very deep inside her. "Oh, f**k!" "Destroy me!" "I'm yours! Cripple me!" Celine moaned loudly, thankfully the room was soundproof so their moans were safe.

The scream I heard was not a scream of delight but a scream of pain mixed with fear. My wolf growled angrily as I suddenly flung the door open and glanced at where the scream erupted from. My eyes grew wide in shock as I caught Cornel trying to force himself on a woman. In anger, I grabbed the flower vase on the stand next to me and hurled it on his head till it shattered to pieces. I had no idea what I was doing, but it did not feel like what I will do on a very normal day. My heart beat increased rapidly, as I clenched my fist by my side and watched as he collapsed on the bed with his hands sprawled by his sides.

“If you're absolutely right, I'm a committed man, I shouldn't be doing this, don't worry about money, you don't owe me anything, feel at home” Andy runs out of there, he felt ashamed, he was violating all his values, he was against anything that disrespected a relationship, a marriage, or any belief, he was very correct. But Camille aroused all kinds of bad thoughts in him, and when he became obsessed with something, there was nothing to get it out of his head, and that was what he was feeling for Camille, an obsession.

"And you really look like someone who likes dark lyrics.” I gave an innocent smile, hiding in the background any characteristic of that little monster that lurking underneath.” "What's so dark about a woman who says she's crazy about someone?” "Nothing that is good comes from someone who is obsessed with someone else," he scored wisely. "You're right," I replied, arching an eyebrow. "Obsession always ends in a tragic way.