Desires Die Hard Chapter 7 Novels & Stories

“It grounds me. It is like your heat drives the cold out of me. Do not stop.” Jake’s hand slid up to her breasts. Her nipples were hard, and when he brushed them with his fingertips, Sadira’s hips lifted instinctively from the bed. The vibrating energy around her shifted. The crackling softened, replaced by a deeper, pulsing rhythm, the rhythm of desire.

I want to see if her skin is as soft as it looks. “Desiree, free my hands,” I say, breathless. She stops dancing and stands up. Then she turns around, facing me. There's a mischievous smile on her face. “Why so impatient, Caspian? We're just getting started.” She sits right back on my erection, this time face-to-face with me. Thank goodness I’ve written a will. Because when I die tonight, I’d die knowing there won't be any disputes over my possessions, that I’d settled that aspect of my life at least. I’m convinced that Desiree’s going to kill me. If she keeps this up, I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I will die tonight.

Hold her tight. And in the darkness, surrounded by the city that's trying to destroy us, I finally stop running. Because the woman I was supposed to destroy is the only woman I want to build something with. And that's a truth worth dying for. End of Chapter 100

Chapter two He slammed into me, his hips thrusting forward with a force that made me cry out. I gripped the edge of the desk, my knuckles white as I braced myself for his onslaught. Damien's hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he pounded into me, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. "Oh god, Damien," I moaned, my body rocking with the force of his movements. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He leaned over me, his body pressing against mine as he continued to fuck me relentlessly. "You like that, don't you?" he growled in my ear. "You like it when I fuck you hard and deep."

And Liora Thorne was right in the center of the target. END OF CHAPTER 7...

Both looked into each other's eyes with undisguised burning desire while trying to catch their breath. Lucas stopped moving his waist but didn't pull out. Benard's hole, ever-naughty, still constricted around little Lucas on autopilot. "Dear, you look so...tempting right now...you know that?" the blond remarked. The darkhead nodded, letting out a resigned exhale, "Yeah... I know. Even...my hole is...irresistible to you, isn't it? Tell me, how many times have you...banged me in your dreams?"

when she was staring at me she wasn't looking at me but behind me. A world that's burning in fire and half destroyed, screams from the people running away. In the middle of all the chaos was me falling to my knees in despair as I held a fading V7 in my arms. He whispers something to me with a smile before turning into a million small golden beams of light that faded away like cinders from a fire. What have I done? " Betirck... You doomed us all." I could hear Cynthia's voice saying that line in the background.

I don’t want to be that person who uses her fists to get what she wants. Finally, I say, “Fine. Don’t tell me. But I will find out. The truth can’t stay hidden for long. And when I do, and if I find out that you have anything to do with my father’s death or my sister’s disappearance, I’m going to come for you, Dolores. And next time, I won’t be so kind.” I grab my bag and head towards the door. My hand is on the handle when she suddenly asks, “How do they treat you there?”

When I thought self-denial was maturity, when I believed love meant never asking for more. Daniel never yelled. He didn’t slam doors. He didn’t cheat in the traditional sense, but he did something worse. He made me feel small without raising his voice. Invisible without walking away. Tame without ever touching me. I remember once — maybe a year before things cracked — I asked him if he still desired me. He looked up from his emails and said, “Of course. You’re beautiful.” “That’s not what I asked.” He sighed. “Ariana, desire changes. It evolves. It’s not about fire. It’s about foundation.”

As I was enduring this dizziness inside my head, I suddenly felt shock when a warm hand touched my forehead. "Go away!" reflexes from my dream made me yell, as my head continue to endure this dizziness that made my head feels like turning. "It's me." My heart started to pump faster and louder. This feeling... Matthew? I looked to my left--- "AAAAAHHHHH!!!" "The h*ll, lower your voice down. I'm gonna be deaf," he said as he cover his ears with his own two hands. I thought it was Matthew. Matthew was always the reason why my heart pumps harder and louder out of love. I was shocked as hell when I saw Klyde Morrison sitting beside me.