Desire Me If You Can Novels & Stories

"Do I deserve you?" Why do you care so much about me? I literally have nothing but this restaurant. I don't have a large house, so I sleep in the locker room. I don't have a mother or a father. I'm not as wealthy as you. I don't know how to drive, I don't know how to cook, I don't know how to take care of others, I don't know how to speak to others respectfully, I don't know how to leave a club without being wasted. if I'm in your life, I'm a mistake or an error in your perfect wonderful existence. Do you still desire someone like me?"

Adam Desiree was perfect for me. When she passed out, I wasn't happy, but I knew how intense a claiming was, so I let her sleep for an hour and soon I had to have her again. I spread her legs and went back in with my cock. Desiree woke up moaning. I felt her all over me. Her scent filled my senses, and I felt complete. I fucked her like a mad wolf. I had restrained myself for months, all leading to this. I intended to take my fill and satisfy my wolf, but as I pumped and she moaned my name, I knew I would never get enough of her. Her reaction to me was driving me crazy. I felt like a wild animal. She had unleashed the beast in me. I wanted to grind my cock in her pussy for the rest of my lif

My legs were deeply rooted in place. I pressed my knees tighter again. What was wrong with me? I never had a wolf so I had never felt the primal urge to mate. This had never happened to me before. Then why now? Why was it that my fingers were craving desperately to be buried deep inside me? My mouth watered at the thought of being in the girls' place. And then Hayes glanced up and caught my eyes.

"I don't think I would welcome any further interuptions from you, shut the fuck up or clamp your mouth with your fingers!" "Second of all, I will say I am a little bit hurt and disappointed that you don't trust me and think lowly of my capability. I am not running from any relationship. That bacteria. It's not a flesh-eating one Beta Edwards will be fine the next 2 days. "What if that girl is right?"

We could not deny what we wanted, and that was each other. "Des, I don't know my future. Hell, I don't even know what I'll be doing next week, let alone next year, so I can't make any promises, but I do know one thing: no matter where I am, what I feel, or whom I become, it will always begin and end with you." I take a deep breath before I tell her, “Baby, remove your clothes now and lay on your back for me.” While the song Desire by Meg Myers is playing in the background.

What the fuck am I doing? I release her and step back. I need to get away from her before I do something I’ll regret. Under King’s own fucking roof. ** Desire is a delicate flame that ignites between two souls, flickering softly before gradually growing into a blazing fire of passion. When a couple first embarks on the journey of love, the initial stirrings of desire often begin with stolen glances and electrifying touches. It's a mesmerizing dance where hearts and bodies respond to the enchantment of newfound attraction.

he demands "no i havent, i cant my body it just wont, its desensitised its....... its broken. but that doesnt mean i dont want too, i still want to help you acheive yours" i say almost desperately these sensations are magnificent and i dont want him to stop, but he looks like hes about to walk out the door

I really want it, but instead I fail, damn it! I returned to the room and called my lover "Where are you?" I need it as a distraction from my disappointment. "I'm picking up in the hospital, something you rarely call me" "I miss you, want you, but yeah, it's okay; sorry I'm disturbing you." "Oh dear, I'm sorry. We can have a sex call if you want it." I shook my head, "What if I go there. I need you for just 5 minutes." My desire is at the end. How could I only see a woman's body but couldn't touch it? Beatrice's body shadow wandered in my brain, and I didn't want to leave. Damn you Beatrice, you make me crazy!

But how long can I resist before I am consumed by the flames of my own desire? I close my eyes, allowing myself to envision her lying there, her beauty illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight. I imagine the curve of her lips, the rise and fall of her chest with each breath she takes. And despite my best efforts to suppress it, desire courses through me like a raging torrent.

“We know deep down you want this but you just don't want to keep steady, let's make you wet.” I pretended to stretch my body and growl to the beautiful moon in the sky, they have to want me deeply. I wanted to create that intense desire in them, manipulate them into turning to be the ones chasing me. I could do it and I was going to do it.