Desires Die Hard Anya And Evan Novel Novels & Stories

She grabbed her own notepad, writing in large, clear letters: BE THERE IN 10. She held it up, watching Alex's face break into a wide, genuine smile. He nodded, pressing his palm against the glass once more before stepping away to gather his clothes. Mia let her blouse fall away, standing naked before the window one last time. Alex paused, drinking in the sight of her, the appreciation in his gaze making her feel both vulnerable and invincible. Her pussy throbbed with unfulfilled need as she headed for the shower. Tonight would be about living in the moment, consequences be damned.

They both panted heavily. Anna wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. She never wanted this moment to end. “That was...” Evan began, but words failed him. “Amazing,” Anna finished for him, pressing a kiss on his sweat-dampened forehead. They lay there in the quiet of the tent, listening to each other’s breathing and the crackle of the fire outside. Anna felt a sense of contentment she had never known before. Anna quickly fell asleep. The next morning, when the sun rose and its beams shined into the tent, Anna stirred, her eyes fluttering open to find Evan awake and staring at the ceiling of the tent. She followed his gaze, but her attention was quickly drawn to the prominent bulge i

with each question, he pressed against her more, killing the gap between them. “You think I did not see you dancing with other men? Grinding yourself on other men?” Aanya opened her mouth to answer but gasped when Evan started kissing her. His hand moved from next to her head and held the back of her head. The kiss was ferocious throwing the pain, need, and desire into the kiss. Aanya dragged her palms through his muscles and intwined her fingers into his head and moaned out, letting him slip his tongue into her mouth. Finally, after what felt like an eternity he parted their lips but didn’t move back his face, he continued trailing a kiss along her jawline and down her neck.

“You still love her. But I know that you know that she will never be yours anymore.” Evan didn't reply to him after that. My tears are slowly escaping my eyes right now. And I cannot stop it. “Then why are you planning to divorce Scarlett now?” I did not know why I was still standing there and waiting for his answer. When Evan finally spoke again, his voice sounded softer than before. “Because she looks happy.” I stopped for a second because I know that he’s talking about her. But then he continued. “Ayanna looks happy.” My chest tightened so hard it hurt knowing that he still noticed that in me.

Lorenzo Eva quietly nodded, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation. Without hesitation, I positioned myself and dove my cock inside her, eliciting a loud gasp from her. "Shit!" she screamed, tightening her legs around me, her fingers digging into my sweaty back. Despite the pain, the pleasure I derived from her core was enough to replenish any discomfort. As we found our rhythm, the sound of my phone ringing interrupted our passionate encounter. Ignoring it, I focused on the connection between us, our eyes locked intently with lust... More like desires. Something more. Something we couldn't even explain.

Kaira said. Eve put her head back down. Honestly, she still wanted to cry. Yesterday was the most exhausting long day of her life, and this morning, she had already gotten another surprise she had never thought she would get. She needed her notebook and started writing things down there to make a new plan after her old plan fell apart with Andres' affair and the night she lost her first experience with a strange man. "Should I open the door and kick Daxton's ass to make him stop knocking?" Kaira muttered under her breath.

Fuck, I am having a cold shower again. Eva moves to the edge of the stool until her bare pussy is in contact with my hardening dick and I groan clenching my jaw. Her body shivers when she slightly rubs herself on my hardness and it amazes me how shameless she has become. Does this mean she wants me as bad? "You know the answer to that" My hands itch to caress her thighs. I want to pound into her so hard until she can't remember her name. Until the smirk on her face disappears

But the urge to see her again, to see her even if it were only in my fantasies were strong. Anabelle should never have called her name. It had taken everything in me to not think about Eve anymore. And yet just the mention of her name and I unraveled like sand in the damned desert. I allowed my eyes to close again. Wanting to see her, aching so fucking hard to hear her voice again. It felt like she was here. In the shower, looking up at me with those innocent wide eyes. Her lovely body, pressed against mine. "Eve," I growled, wrapping a hand around my turgid member, hissing with pleasure. This was wrong. This was madness. Yet my hands moved, slowly at first, until desire slammed right in my

“But where is Allison and why am I in your… “ She trailed off as she recalled their moments in the bathroom. She felt heat rush up to her cheeks and they became red. She recalled giving him a blow job and they ended up having sex in the shower. All this while, Draven paid attention to his laptop. “Draven.” She called and he turned to her. “Yeah?” “Aren't you going to give me an explanation on why you killed people? Aren't you and Henry supposed to be in jail by now? Why the hell are you so relaxed and why do you have a gun?” She asked with her heart racing and Draven breathed out. “Your questions sound so serious but your face is saying otherwise.” “Oh.” She muttered and placed her hands on