روايات وقصص ضمن Dangerous Desire Movie

And I feel hot. Perhaps asking Roman to ruin me was going too far. Most of the words I blurted out came from the movie Lena made me watch once. The woman in that movie was a siren—a seductress born to dominate men, someone I couldn't be. Though, I couldn't explain the rush of something foreign and alive when I saw the unadulterated desire flash through Roman's amber eyes. The urge to lick my lips was intense but I held myself instead I bit my lower lip to stop my tongue from darting out.

Damien has been designed to fuck a woman right out of her mind. He is drawn to danger and has a determination to conquer. “You are mine,” he claims out loud, pushing, pressing my torso tightly into his. “You’re mine, Mirabelle.” He takes my mouth and consumes me. Lifting me, he moves and turns us so that his back is to the headboard, and I am spread over him. Our hot flesh slides against each other, slicken by sweat. His hands are everywhere. He grabs my hips, yanks me forward, then down, his hips bucking upward, he drives his raging cock into me.

For one brief moment, guilt flickered , Damian’s face, Damian’s defense of her , but it vanished as Samuel’s hands slid her dress higher, his mouth claiming her all over again. In that instant, Ava surrendered. Not to love. Not to loyalty. But to desire , dangerous, reckless, consuming.

Desire made her dangerous. Damian’s hands slid down her back, gripping her thighs as he lifted her effortlessly onto the edge of the mahogany table—the very one where the ropes still hung like a memory. Their bodies had just sinned here, moments before the tape shattered the illusion. Now, they returned to it, twisted in something far darker. “You think you can touch me like this,” she gasped against his mouth, “and I’ll forget?” “No,” he groaned, kissing down her neck, teeth grazing the skin just above her collarbone. “I’m touching you like this because I know you’ll never forget.”

“Yes.” “Okay then. Congratulations to you, by the way. I’m also very happy for you.” With that, he turned and followed Desiree out. Damian quickly went to shut the door and turned to find Sasha letting out a shaky breath. “How can he pretend so well if he’s so vile? Are you guys really sure about everything you’re saying about him?” “We are,” Damian assured her, wrapping his arms around her again. “He’s probably far more dangerous than we even know, so please be careful around him.”

Cab: How many times will you watch it manik? Man: every time i watch it I feel like watching it again and again..My desires for her is increasing guys.. I want to bed her soon otherwise I will die for sure.. There is something which is dragging me to her all the more.. Navya: so desperate?.. Mukti: That too for your sister-in-law ?.. Dhruv : when you have such a hot sister-in-law it is common to be desperate.. Moreover she is young .. I soo wish I had such a hot sister-in-law..

“I told you that if I’d wanted to turn you in, I would have a long time ago” “You have to find a way to get out of here so you can take care of your baby Mae”. Mae’s heart was beating fast, she couldn’t tell if it was out of excitement or fear. If Damian knows everything about her, who else does? Who else that is loyal to their boss? "I know what is going on in your head, no one else knows anything about you." Mae breathe out in relief but that was only shortlived as another reason for her to panic came up again.

“The job did that, not you. I knew the risks when I signed on. I’ve faced worse things than we did today. And yet here I am, safe and sound.” The touch was so gentle, almost a caress. She couldn’t help but lean into it. His eyes darkened from caramel to amber. The air between them felt electric, crackling with tantalizing possibility. She wanted to touch him, be held in those strong arms, have him pin her beneath him on the double bed behind her and strip everything away with his hands and mouth until she was naked and his for the taking. She wanted to stop thinking, seize the moment and feel alive. To hell with waiting. She placed her hands on his wide shoulders, reveling in the strength an

For one disoriented second, Lance simply stood there, breath knocked slightly loose, staring up at broad shoulders and a face half-lit by the club's shifting blue light. Something about the stillness of the stranger cut through the haze of alcohol fogging his mind — a quiet, coiled sort of danger that even drunk instincts recognized. Neither of them moved. Neither of them spoke. For a heartbeat, the noise of the club seemed to fall away entirely, leaving only the two of them standing in the wreckage of an accidental collision that felt, somehow, like the beginning of something neither man had been looking for. Behind the stranger, half-hidden by the crowd, a woman's shattered whisper caught

He cupped the back of my head and pulled my face down, slamming his mouth over mine with a fierce, possessive force that erased every inch of lingering doubt in my mind. The kiss was heavy, deep, and completely desperate. There was no hesitation in his tongue, no corporate control, no restraint. He kissed me like a man who had spent months starving for a single drop of relief, his lips demanding everything I had held back since the day we signed our names at the courthouse. His tongue thrust past my lips, sliding against mine, tasting of whiskey and raw hunger. I gasped into his mouth, my hands wrapping around his neck, my fingers burying into the thick dark hair at his nape as I pulled him