Deeply Desire Novels & Stories

but I really want him, so badly , desperately. it's like a feeling of wanting him but not in a sexual way, but in a internal way. I just want to touch his skin to appreciate how smooth it feels. hug him and live in his warmth of body. smell his scent and ruffle his soft hairs. look into his eyes while hearing his deep voice and sock in his presence like it's physically impossible to have someone like him.

Linda kept me all night, blabbering about Iñigo this and Iñigo that. "There this brightest blue like cool watery ocean blue, and he has green and silver fleck around his orbs. It's just so ugh so sexy — And his hair... His hair, looks so soft and is the color of chocolate... His jawline is so perfect his cheek bones are flawless!" Janeth groaned. My eyes widened at her as she closed her eyes, biting her lips. "Okay Janeth, how about we change the subject, yeah?" "I just can't wait for the ice ball, Sam. I have this sexiest dress that I can't wait for him to see. You do know we have to wear a mask right?" she said, her hazel eyes still wide.

“Attachment to earthly things.” His jaw tightened. “And what if attachment is part of the human experience? Something God placed in us?” Clara blinked. It wasn’t the question she expected. “Attachment,” she repeated, “can become longing. Longing becomes desire. Desire becomes sin.” Her tone was steady, rehearsed. But her pulse was a storm. Daniel studied her. Not like a patient. Like someone listening to a secret she hadn’t spoken yet. “And what do you do,” he asked softly, “with desire when it appears?”

A delicate balance of retreat, pursuit, and capture ensued, fueling a growing desire that flowed through her like warm, irresistible honey. Her desire was for a pace that was unhurried and indulgent. She yearned for him to crave for her so deeply that his touch would imprint on her skin. She wanted his tongue to write his name upon her flesh and his teeth to carve his feelings into her being. Passion, love, and security-interwoven without compromise. It was the understanding that she could have all three at once that set her free.

I craved another taste of the feeling I knew only he could provide. Kyler reached for my hand, his fingers weaving through mine, pulling me closer. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down my spine. I sighed, a deep, longing breath. Pure lust was taking me over, every inch of my being screaming for his proximity. I felt as if I were being consumed by the intensity, as though I was devouring him with my gaze alone. Now, it's clear to me that he wants me. Not as a mere distraction, not as a fleeting amusement to pass the hours. He desires me, not superficially, but with a depth and sincerity that speaks of genuine affection and longing. He truly, deeply likes me.

CHAPTER 24 Sehnsucht Sehnsucht - a painful desire for something or for someone particularly if there's no hope to attain the desire or when its attainment is uncertain; wistful longing Origin: German 24 It was still drizzling outside but not as heavy as a while ago and it was right on time when Nick and Alec were done eating dinner. I was just quiet the entire time when the two of them were eating and Aries were talking to them too, joining Nick and Alec's conversation. They were talking about the foods that Tracy likes and the things they need to prepare for her. Nick's hand has finally left my thigh and I was just finishing on my glass of water.

“The stronger the desire, the deeper the effect. It could be euphoria that makes you cry or desperation that makes you shake and beg for mercy. Or … lust. Hunger. A need that eats you alive from the inside.” He shifted closer. His voice dropped to a whisper as he played with a strand of my hair. “Sometimes you'll tremble because you want too much, sometimes because you’ve lost too much. Either way, you’ll feel like I’m the only one who can ever satisfy you.” I clicked my tongue and slapped his hand away. “That’s even possible?” Ash pulled back a little, eyes locked on mine. “I’m the embodiment of desire and addiction, little lamb. Every command you give me is a seed. And that seed grows into

But, I couldn’t shake the maddening craving that consumed me, the insatiable hunger for her that gnawed at my insides with a fervor that bordered on obsession. It was as if the revelation of the secret had only served to deepen the connection between us, to ignite a flame of desire that burned hotter and brighter than ever before. Every memory of our encounters, every stolen moment of passion, flooded my mind with a heady rush of longing, leaving me dizzy with desire and intoxicated with need.

" Explain yourself. " " Well Mr. CEO, covetous by definition is having or showing a great desire to possess something, typically something or (in this case) someone belonging... to someone else. " He stared into her eyes intently as the tension rose and he inwardly smirked at how easily she clapped back. " If Delilah says she misses a man that so happened to call her every birthday and she doesn't have a father figure in her life as of right now, what do you think that leaves me to believe? "

They say, 'there is unequivocally no shame in being hungry for another person. Because, desire is simply the very nature of the universe itself. And, in desire to happen, it should start with a sparkling tension. The kind of tension anyone would burn instantly if they come closer and closer'.