Curvy Desire Novels & Stories

I can't stand my best friend's suspicious gaze after he would see my swollen lips. ~~~~ Having reached the house, I threw my bag on the couch and sunk on the floor beside it. My eyes can't stop tearing up with fresh new tears. That felt pathetic. I hate to be kissed. 'But you enjoyed it, didn't you?' Mocked by traitor heart. I can't understand why was it happening. I just wanted to shove it out of my head. I hate that cunning guy. He is a... A sex addict! Ethan Connor, the fucking hot guy is a pervert, a scoundrel, a mother fucking sex addict and more.

he murmured against her skin, his voice rough with need. "No," she whispered back, even as her body betrayed her, arching into his touch. His hand slid beneath her nightgown, fingers tracing fire along her inner thigh. "Liar." Her breath caught as he reached the apex of her thighs, teasing, tormenting, making her crave more than she should. "Dante…" Her voice was a desperate plea, though she didn’t know if it was for him to stop or keep going. "Shh, dolcezza," he whispered, his fingers slipping inside her, curling just right. "Just feel."

With slow, deliberate steps, she approached, each step slow and sensual, her naked form a vision in the firelight despite her blood-stained bandages. Winter’s expression darkened, a tight frown etching his scarred face, though his gray eyes betrayed a mesmerized hunger tracing her curves. His chiseled torso tensed, arousal stirring despite Astrid’s cautious growl, a low warning rumbling in his chest, caution tempering desire. Without a word, Scarlett’s fingers brushed his open robe, sliding it from his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Her hands moved to his pants, easing them down until they stood bare, the air thick with heat.

“Put your right leg higher around my waist, I’m going to roll you slightly.” I did as he directed and he tilted me enough that my arm wasn’t hyper-extended, but it opened my upper body a bit more to him. As he rocked into me, he tugged on the chain between my clamps and I hissed with need. He was going far too slow. I lifted my left leg so I could control my lower body and arched against him. He tugged on the chain again, sending a shot of desire between my legs again. “Greedy pussy.”

“Hazel, everyone has something to hide.” What? "It's Hannah sir" I said, a little too stunned. He didn't even know my name. But I was just an intern , I didn't know what to feel. "Oh-" he said taking a quick glance at my side, "My apologies". The rest of the journey fell silent and uncomfortable ------- Richard Carter was easy to track. He owned an entire chain of nightclubs and high-end bars, but his latest investment—a soon-to-be-opened luxury hotel—was where he spent most of his time.

The girl's moans doubled as one of the man's palms slid down her middle. At the same time as she bit her lower lip, she completely spread both of her legs so that he could freely touch her clit. Desiree's body arched in unison with the man's finger every time he stroked her clitoris. The man felt the more juicy and slippery the cut he was stroking. The man's face finally lowered, and his mouth covered the woman's drooling jewel with his tongue. “Oooohhh! Ahhh! K-Kuya is delicious!” Desiree gasped with a moan as the man began to stroke and suck on her, completely overwhelmed by her wetness.

Secret Desires Unleashed (1) Clementine's POV I sat in theboardroom, my fingers tapping anxiously on the table. My mind was anywhere but focused on the discussion at hand. It had been a long night of tossing and turning, consumed by vivid and explicit dreams that left me aching and wet between my thighs. The source of my restless sleep? P**n. I had fallen down a rabbit hole of pornographic content online, succumbing to temptation and allowing myself to indulge in fantasies that I had repressed for far too long.

Desire felt his shoulder tense, she knew he was mad at his sister or maybe it was at the situation. Without Sylvester knowing and him still rambling off about what Naomi deserves, She slipped his half hardened cock into her pussy moaning out loud as he filled her own. “What are you doing?” He asked surprisingly as he felt aroused all over again. It was difficult for him to say the words. “Trying to distract you, master” Desire replied, smiling wickedly. She kept on pushing herself in and out of him while Sylvester sucked her nipples, sending her to her place of pleasure.

Kim whispered as they walked into Provocateur. The mannequins adorned with several obscenely indecent lace scraps were all skinny as Holly noticed. The designs ranged from white and feminine to sleazy see-through. A tall woman with ink black hair approached them with a smile. "Welcome to Agent Provocateur, how may we help you today" she said in a voice so honeyed and sultry that it sounded seductive. "We're just looking for a few pieces. You know..." Kim replied as she winked at the woman.

They became a single, overwhelming pulse of desire and torment. An animalistic force ruled her, carrying her away on a wild, magic river. Desire grew fiercer. The primal need to be sated wound around the endless crescendo that threatened to shatter her. It was too much! There would be only one path to release. Reluctantly, the Mistress stepped back with a ragged breath, retrieving the goblet. “This is the cure for what ails you,” she enticed, “Drink, and let your true desires be revealed.”