Desire Cast Novels & Stories

We were in the big conference room, whiteboards covered in notes, laptops open, takeout containers scattered across the table. We’d been going back and forth for an hour about the closing line of the TV spot. “It’s too much,” I said for the third time, leaning back in my chair. “It’s going to come off desperate.” “It’s supposed to feel desperate,” he shot back, not looking up from his screen. “That’s the point. Desire isn’t polite.” “Desire also isn’t alienating half the audience.” He finally looked at me, eyes tired but sharp. “You think sex sells by being polite?”

It was as if she’d been deprived for far too long, giving in now with a quiet desperation that made my pulse throb. I leaned against the doorway, arms folded across my chest, watching in silence, like I’d stumbled into a private performance meant for no one else. The subtle movements beneath her skirt, the faint, telling sounds she made, were enough to make my jaw tighten. Seeing her like that, I could no longer deny the slow, dangerous pull of desire threading through me. I hadn’t realized how deeply I wanted her until this moment,.until watching her like this made my body react before my mind could catch up.

We did the project and even lost track of time. Our heads snapped to the door as we heard the door creak open, and in comes Daniel. Holding his books in one hand and probably dinner in the other. "Woah, I didn't know we had a guest. Who is this beautiful damsel?" He asked. "Keep your eyes off her Daniel." I warned him, mainly because he has a girlfriend and she has anger issues. She would skin Scarlet alive if she found out he called her a beautiful damsel. "Relax Fabian, I won't touch your girl." He said and gave me a wink before walking to his bed.

On the plus side, I got to fondle her firm, muscularly perfect ass and bring forth several wanton moans from deep within her core. "Cáel! To my side," Desiree snapped. I had to untangle myself from Elsa and man oh man, did she have strong hands. I quick-stepped it to Desiree's side. "You're hopeless," she muttered. "Katrina, I have to get him some fresh clothes." "Back to the queue, you two," Katrina dismissed us. Elsa and Constanza watched me leave - my damn ass again. "You are worthless," Desiree grumbled as we got onto the elevator.

Was that…desire? The only thing I was able to move were my eyes and they followed Ross as he left the dining room. A minute later, he returned with two similar lengths of rope in his hand. I barely had time to put my thoughts together before he pounced on me, binding both my hands to the dining table. Afterwards, he placed his hands softly on my exposed legs. I found my voice suddenly. “Wha–what’s going on?” I asked in fear. “You disobeyed me. And I’m going to punish you,” he said sternly. But instead of fear, his voice struck me with something else. Desire. I could feel it in every area in my body, overshadowing everything else that I felt.

Caving Into You Dynasty cast a timid glance around the dimly lit restaurant, her heart racing as she found herself swept up in a storm of tumultuous emotions. The gentle clink of cutlery and the soft murmur of conversations around her faded into the background, leaving her acutely aware of the warmth of his hand enveloping hers. She yearned to plead for him to release his grip, yet an inexplicable allure tethered her to that moment. The electric thrill of his touch surged through her, drowning out any rational thoughts that attempted to surface, leaving her in a haze of overwhelming desire.

Frank grinned softly and shook his head. "Just kids being kids," he replied smoothly. "Have a good evening, Mr. Clausen. Desiree." Desiree shivered. "Good night, Frank," she murmured. She scurried out to her car to avoid Dan. He was a pompous ass, and he would bad-mouth Frank. Desiree didn't want to hear it. She was already annoyed with him. If he hadn't shown up when he did, she was sure Frank had been on the verge of making her fantasies come true. She plopped down in her car and shivered when her fingers found her drenched pussy. God, I want him so bad! she thought.

"So you think your presence here is the reason you haven't been ousted from here? Have you lost your mind, Chloe? What do you plan on doing with yourself exactly?" "I just want to be loved right by Leo. When that is achieved I would definitely follow my dreams and push to get better." Inhaling sharply, Desire felt a slight ache coming to her forehead. It felt like Chloe has been hypnotized or her sanity isn't in the right state. Swallowing the rest of her wine she stood up. “You are leaving already?" Chloe asked an obvious question. Desire rolled her eyes. “Thank your stars that I love you so much, Chloe. If that wasn't the case I would have slapped some actual sense into that head of yours.

If she didn’t specifically tell us what she wanted tonight, I’d lose control about now. But her wants are our calling. They are musts. The goddess gets what the goddess wants. And she wants to feel us all at the same time. “If I wasn’t obsessed with granting your wishes, you’d be on your back right now, getting it filthy. Is that how you imagined us all those years while you fingered yourself in the dark? In the glow of your phone?” I grind upward with my hips and she trembles and gasps. “Poor girl needed the real thing. You’re getting it now, aren’t you?”