Desire: A Temptation Story Novels & Stories

But the look in his eyes… The raw, desperate need… made my resistance crumble. "What do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. He smiled, slow and wicked. "First, I want you to touch yourself.” I hesitated for only a moment, then leaned back on my hands, spreading my legs wide. My skirt was still hanging up around my waist, my pussy exposed. I looked directly into the lens as I slid two fingers through my pussy, collecting the mixture of his cum and my own wetness, then brought them to my mouth, tasting it

Maybe even nastier next time if you tip good 😉 I hit send, deleted the chat history just in case, and cleaned up properly. My body was still buzzing with need but I forced myself to calm down. I brushed my teeth, changed into comfy pajamas and climbed into bed. ———— The next morning I woke up to my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I grabbed it sleepily and opened the notification. **Delivery Update:** Your package from SecretDesires Shop will arrive in 45-60 minutes. Track your order here.

He playfully spanked my left but and squished it with so much eagerness. "I want to see you dancing, babe. Come on!" He whined like a kid and put both of his hands behind his neck before licking his lower lip. "Come on." After a minute of convincing, his eyes finally lit with happiness when I stood up from his lap. I took my tie out of my hair and messed it up a little to seduce him. His lips parted when I took my shirt off in front of him, leaving me with my brassier. I swayed my hips from side to side, my hands roaming around my shoulder unto my breast, slightly fondling it.

until watching her like this made my body react before my mind could catch up. I should have interrupted her, snapped her out of whatever fantasy had claimed her. I should have scolded her… maybe even dismissed her altogether. But I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The temptation wrapped in her movements was too intoxicating, too deliciously forbidden. God, how was I supposed to resist her? The soft, needy sounds she made were sinful, tugging at me like an invisible thread, drawing me closer even as I stood perfectly still. When she finally opened her eyes, I saw them widen in shock. She squeezed them shut, then opened them again, only to find me still standing there. My pulse spiked as I stared at

Warning: This is not your regular soft romance.This is the kind of forbidden collection that ruins self-control. Within these pages you will find stories of people who know better… but choose to break the rules anyway. Temptation becomes obsession,chemistry becomes addiction. Forbidden connections that start with a single look and end with someone on their knees, begging for more. In the heat of forbidden desires you will encounter characters who cross every line they swore they would never cross, therefore surrendering to their deepest, wettest desires. Neighbors who watch in the dark. Professors who turn private lessons into something far more dangerous. Bosses who demand complete sur

Sikha asked as I shook my head in no, innocently, she replied, "If you fail to do as they say, then they will force you into prostitution, slavery, feed you to their pets, sell your body parts on the black market, and worse that you do not want me to complete. We hope you go through each one of these,” I ignored the chill that ran down my spine as Javed threw a bag of clothes and other essentials to me, “Quickly get ready I’ll be back in fifteen minutes to take you,” Sikha ordered me and left alongside her husband. What did I do wrong to deserve all of this? But if that’s how God has written my fate I’ve no choice but to accept it no matter what.

My arms and legs were toned over all I loved my new body. My relationship with Matt became somewhat uncomfortable. I noticed that he will stare at me at times and the look in his eyes were filled with emotions I struggled to decipher. I learned how to control my own emotions as well my face is usually void of any emotion unless I want you to see it. I held a lot of guilt inside me because not only did I become the Seductive Temptress I also became a killer, a deadly one. I can still remember the first guy I killed although I no longer have nightmares about it I still felt some guilt and remorse. Not because he was a good guy no but because that situation changed my whole life I felt guilty b

Without hesitation, Noah took him into his mouth, hot and wet, tongue pressing flat against the underside as he sucked. “Fuck— Noah—” Ethan’s hands flew to Noah’s hair, hips bucking involuntarily. The sight of Noah’s lips stretched around him, dark eyes locked on his, was almost too much. Noah hummed around him, taking him deeper until the head hit the back of his throat, then pulled off with a wet pop. “Not yet,” Noah rasped, voice wrecked. “I want to be inside you. Been dreaming about it.” Ethan nodded frantically, spreading his legs. “Yes. God, yes. I want that. Want you.”

She’s self centered like that. I notice that it takes mystery woman a moment before she says, “I can’t say that I’m sure. Can you tell?” I study the piece for a few moments again and say the first thing that comes out of my mouth “Longing. There’s a peacefulness that transcends the piece.”

“I have a suspicion.” “Tell me.” “Not yet,” Clara said. “I need proof.” He leaned in, lowering his voice. “You’re asking me to wait while you stand in the line of fire.” “I’m asking you to trust me.” Their eyes locked. The air between them thickened—charged with fear, with desire, with something dangerously close to need. “Clara,” he said softly, “this isn’t just professional anymore.” She swallowed. “I know.” “You feel it too.”