Desire Novels & Stories

"Everything in you is done exactly for someone like me, Jessy. Who else could try to understand a weird wage earner like me?” I laughed loudly, holding his biceps, bringing him closer. I knew that if we started that we couldn't finish. I knew we would still need to have a more serious conversation, without that sexual desire making us so lascivious. But I think that would never pass. That feeling of torpor, that anxiety that gave me goosebumps from the soles of my feet, that tasty cold passing through the spine. Nothing in the world would bring me that feeling. I had already been lying down with men enough to know the difference. It wasn't just his way of maki

why does my flame keep getting higher and it feels like I'm burning within dangerous desire? T O B E C O N T I N U E D...

He leaned forward, genuine curiosity lighting up his eyes as he asked while driving, "So, tell me about your latest venture." She leaned back, taking a moment to gather her thoughts before delving into the details of her ambitious project. With every word, her excitement grew palpable, her gestures animated as she described the innovative tech startup she was spearheading. The vision, the goals, and the cutting-edge software they were developing spilled from her lips, painting a picture of boundless potential.

Desire, deep and insatiable, coursed through me, focusing my entire being on the man before me. At that moment, I realized the depth of my feelings for Ky. It wasn't just want or need but something far more profound. I loved him with an intensity that defied words, a love that had woven itself into the very fabric of my soul. And as he stood there, a silhouette of strength and desire, all I could think about was how much I wanted him, in every way possible.

Desire. Six letters that describe the magnitude of sexual attraction between two people currently engaged in an activity filled with passion. Byan, on one hand, was someone who had never truly felt satisfied when doing it with Kia. Oh, he reached his climax, of course. And very pleasurably so. But when the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed, his desire would rise to the surface once again. He couldn’t control the explosive lust he felt for Kia, the only woman who had reignited his desire for intimacy after three bitter years spent trying to forget Alana and Aksa, his deceased wife and son.

Sweet and addicting and now I couldn't close my eyes without the memory playing on repeat. The intense desire to kiss her again burned in my heart. It wasn’t just the thought of kissing her lips again- I wanted to know how her skin felt under my hands, to trace every curve of her body with my lips, to see if she tasted as sweet everywhere else as she did that night. And with each passing day, the intensity of this desire grew, consuming me like a fire that refused to be extinguished. It wasn’t just a fleeting want; it was an ache, a need that buried deeper into my chest with every second that ticked by.

My chest tightened, my breathing uneven as I stared at him, trying to make sense of the emotions swirling inside me. Desire is a strange, intoxicating thing—a concept I had never fully understood, let alone experienced in its truest form. Sure, there were days when my body craved warmth, moments when I’d clench my thighs together at the faintest spark of arousal. But I had never felt desire so fierce, so consuming, that it threatened to take control of me completely. Until now. For the first time, I wanted to give in—to let temptation sink its claws into me and pull me under, the way Eve gave in to the forbidden fruit. It was ri

"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.

His hands trembled as he tried but couldn't put it out, his heart pounding in his chest. "Nate, stay back!" Her voice was the last clear thing he heard before the fire roared to life. His mind raced through every possible escape, but all he could hear was the relentless crackling of the flames, closing in, wrapping around him like a living, breathing thing. The heat blistered his skin, the air too thick to breathe. He could barely see through the haze, barely think past the panic. She was inside, inside that fire. He had to save her. He tried. He called her name, over and over, his tiny voice raw with desperation.

"The view is exquisite, isn't it? All those ants scurrying about, utterly oblivious to the true architects of their lives." "Indeed," I murmured, a faint smile touching my lips. Desiree often indulged in our shared fantasy of playing as gods. "Ignorance truly is bliss, isn't it? Besides, it makes our work all the more…efficient." I turned from the window, meeting her gaze. "You never did explain why I should steer clear of Kade Everhart." Desiree didn't turn or even glance my way, but I saw the subtle stiffening of her shoulders. Hmm... Interesting. Did she have a history with him? "You looked into him? Wasn't my word enough?"