Dallas Roberts Insatiable Novels & Stories

I gasped softly. “Dax!” “Since you’re apparently full of energy,” he murmured near my ear, voice dropping lower, “then I guess I’ll just fuck you until you finally get tired enough to sleep.” My entire face burned instantly. “WHAT?!” I shoved at his chest immediately while glancing toward Inara’s unconscious body in horror. “My best friend is literally RIGHT THERE!” “I know.” “You’re insane!” Dax looked completely unbothered. “This hospital belongs to me.”

Alexander's POV I drained the last of my scotch, the amber liquid burning a path down my throat, but it did fuck all to douse the inferno raging inside me. Isabella's screams from earlier that night still lingered in my ears like a fading echo—raw, desperate, the kind that made my cock throb with satisfaction. But it was temporary, always temporary. Sex wasn't just a vice for me; it was my goddamn lifeline. Without the rush of dominating a woman, pinning her down and fucking her until she shattered, the world lost its edge. Colors dulled, deals felt meaningless, and that hollow ache in my chest threatened to swallow me whole. I'd built Voss Enterprises into a billion-dollar empire on sheer w

She immediately jerked her that thought. "I'm not hungry." She dried her throat which has been dried because of noticing the seriousness on his face. Wadan eyes were such that he can easily catch if someone lied to him. And he was staring at her with a very interesting look on her lying to him. She was sad from him. He knows it was the reason for her not eating food. "But still you have to eat whether you are hungry or not?" He raised from his place and took his steps towards her. Wadan eyes were misleading him on looking at her captivating body without the dupatta (shawl). Her long black hair was open. The mole shining under her beautifully shaped lips always attracts his attention.

“If my sister can't do it, I am willing, Mister Bruce.” Mateo laughed. “Are you willing to be my mistress?” “No. Your wife!” Mateo sighed and stood up. Clementine was not letting him go but he pulled himself away from her. He immediately saw the disapproval in her expression and frustration. But even though Mateo wanted to try flirting with her, he just couldn't. He doesn't feel anything about her. Even the feeling of temptation. “I already have a wife. You should realize that what you're doing right now is immoral. You should be ashamed of yourself.” Mateo looked at her in disgust. Then he walked away from the place.

I told him just to hear what he would say in response but he didn't reply this time and I scoffed in disbelief. To think I was beginning to believe he actually loved me as Ruby but here he was, refusing to let a dancer in a club go just because he was ‘fascinated’ with her. Dax sure had the nerve and audacity to be two-timing. He thought he was invincible just because he was a billionaire but If I couldn't tell him off as Magenta, I was sure going to let him know that he could never have me as Ruby.

She batted her eyelashes and I was led into a state of confusion amidst anger. "Hey baby." One of the men came towards my Eve and patted her shoulder. "I can fill you with the total satisfaction you want if you come to me. I can be all yours, right women?" He looked at the women and they blushed. "I have a high status in this company too and you can get all the wealth and savor that you want from me. I'm damn hot, baby." The moron made all the screws loose in my brain and I could feel my blood boil from my head to my toes

I was laying on his chest while he was caressing my hair; both of our eyes were stilled on the ceiling until someone called him. He seems frustrated while on call. He went outside the room so I wouldn't hear what was the call all about. My brows crossed. Part of me wanted to listen to the conversation but I just sat and waited 'till he went back to his room, beside me in the bed. "What was that?" My brows furrowed. "Fuck, Ross!" He hissed as he rested his back on the headboard. "What's going on? Who's Ross?" He looked at me with worried eyes. "One of the owners. Fuck. I'm sorry, Snow. He approved the membership application of Clayton here in Ecstasy Land."

Daisy asked again, desperate to actually know the problem. "Brett Lexington is a narcissistic sociopath," he went on as if Daisy hadn’t spoken. "He uses his wealth to seduce women, then despise them for being shallow enough to find his wealth attractive. He uses sex to control, and you never know what sort of mood you’ll find him in. That’s part of the high. You psych yourself up for a surge of relief when he’s at his best and when he's not,....." "You don’t know him," Daisy said smoothly, refusing to take the bait. "And neither does your sister."

“Like me?” I growl. “Don’t flatter yourself, Dallas. I was obviously not speaking about you.” “Are you saying you’re not attracted to me?” “Yes.” “Then explain why you were so wet when I touched you earlier.” Our eyes meet, and I pause. I thought we were going to forget that incident ever happened. But it seems I was wrong, and I shudder in my seat. Dallas is a dangerous man. Bad for my heart and maybe even worse for my pussy. She likes the Adonis on my couch a little too much and is greedily telling me to try and get him naked, which won’t happen. Not today. Not ever.

James. Chloe and Dwayne walked into my office after Paul and I had finished discussing, and I noticed Dwayne was exhausted, but my sister had no mark on her neck. "That was sick," Dwayne said to me, and I could not smile because that would be insensitive to do after having a sensitive discussion with Paul. "What was sick?" Paul asked him with a half smile. "The bastard wouldn't do what we requested, so James came up with the bright idea of skinning his third leg with silver," he said, and Paul widened his eyes and looked at me.