Deeper Desire Novels & Stories

Sanam's throat was getting dry on his advancing moves. "Do you know for last few days how much I was yearning for you and to spend time with you?" Saying in a husky voice his eyes were fixed on her shivering lips. He moved his face closer to her and stopped merely an inch from her. "For your intimacy..... To feel your touch." Both hearts were beating wildly and both can feel their heavy breathing blowing and feeling on the face of each other. "Asfand I....."

“Not pull you in and keep you.” My breath caught. “I just want you.” He exhaled heavily. “I want you too,” he said. “Every damn part of you. Your fire, your flaws, your past, all of it. But I need you to understand… this isn’t just lust. It’s not just desire. What I feel for you—it’s deeper than anything I’ve known.” I moved closer, placing a hand against his chest. His heart raced beneath my palm. “You don’t need to protect me from yourself.” I breathed.

"Hm. Desperate because I want you so much." Then after that, it was unclear who initiated it, but their faces drew closer, hypnotized by time that seemed to slow down. It was compelling... seductive... and it swept them both away in a wave of desire once again.

"Fucking igloo! I cursed out loud looking at the mess ahead. Even if I didn't want to clean again for the day, I had no choice . I dragged my leg lazily towards where he was standing. Surprisingly, I began to hear loud moans. Was he? I mean did he really leave to go have sex when he knew I was around totally!!! He was so shameless, I cringed while I angrily mopped the hard floor. I was tempted to go have a sneak peak as the noise were louder. I wonder what he'd look like down there. Monsterous? Hard? Eww I cringed upon the imaginary picture that appeared in my head. The female was shouting like her life was getting drilled. I was panicking but curiosity got the better hold of me. Was it Mi

Save what can still be saved. I should scream, flee, hate him for what he's doing to me. For what he's doing to us. Instead, my hands find his chest. I feel the beats of his heart beneath my palms. Fast. Panicked. Exactly like mine. Boom-boom. Boom-boom. Boom-boom. A race against reason. The second kiss is longer. Deeper. More desperate. Our lips part, our tongues seek each other, find each other, mingle. It's a kiss that tastes of tears, tastes of desire, tastes of everything we've lost and are still searching for.

“Tell me your deepest desires. The ones you’ve never dared to speak.” I closed my eyes, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The truth burned in my chest, shame and arousal twisting together. “I… I want you to fuck me hard,” I admitted, my voice barely audible. “I want you to take me in every way, to use me like the sinner I am!” His fingers trailed lower, teasing the entrance to my cunt but not entering. “More,” he demanded. “Tell me everything.” My voice broke. “I want you to choke me. I want you to slap my tits, pull my hair, fuck my mouth until I choke on your cock!”

We were the perfect love story, and we could have remained so…if only I hadn’t…. “Liv, what do you want?” Mark asked, snapping me out of my thoughts again. My eyes darted over the menu, “Ummh, could you order for me. I need to use the restroom real quick.” I barely heard his response as I literally sprinted towards the restroom. Have you ever been horny? I don’t mean that little urge you feel when you’re next to a man you like. I’m talking about full blown crazy need for sex. You can feel your blood dancing, your heart racing, your cunt wet and so full that something as simple as your thong grazing against your clit is electrifying.

I say and there's that dirty sweetness in my voice. That wanting. “My fucking pleasure,” he replies and he do. The music fades into the background as our lips meet again. He presses his lips to mine, and I realize this kiss is different. It's deeper and slower. Like we’re both fully here now. His hands tighten slightly at my waist, pulling me closer, and I melt into him without thinking. God, I’ve wanted this. I wanted him. He opens his mouth, his tongue seeking mine and claiming. Claiming me!

Something deeper, something stronger that drowned me in them, something I felt deep within my soul and between my thighs. Desire.