Desires Series Novels & Stories

Rich. "Of course, he fits your type," I teased, a playful grin forming on my face. "Handsome, enigmatic, and oh-so-difficult to please. It's like he stepped right out of your romantic daydreams. I can't deny he has the looks," I said, grinning. "But boy, does he know how to push us to our limits. It's like he enjoys watching us squirm."

He was around my sister in the daytime, giving her all the comfort he could while making their wedding preparations, but at night, I satisfied his darkest desires. By now, my lower abdomen no longer hurted that much when he goes wild on me, maybe because I had already experienced uncountable times with him. We had secretly met for weeks on end, and I had long lost count of how many times he took me through the night, only leaving my room at dawn. One question just concerned me: what of the day when he moved in to live with our family, where I would see him day and night? Would I be able to withstand the deepest of my desires?

"What do you want me to do to you?" "Please beat me," I whine, my voice quivering with desire. "And then. And then I would like for you to fuck the shit out of me, as hard as you can, so that I can't walk for days." Holy shit! where did reverend sister Lily go?

"Website? What website?" "It's a website where we post things about gossip and stuff it's kinda like that show I watch called Gossip Girl." She sat at the edge of my desk, typing on her phone. "Anyway, Seth has commitment issues, but he was in an interview yesterday, and he said he might try to find a woman at the ice ball that catches his eyes. And hopefully, that's me," she stated confidently. "Well good luck with that. There thousands of other girls out there just saying," I told her as she leaved.

“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.

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************

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.

I trust my charms and it won't take long to get Adrian on my bed. The plan was for him to work for me for a year, I only hired him because of his shooting skills. Now my fucking sexual desire is messing up. Just once, if I get to fuck him once, there'll be no need to get hard like a teenage boy without control each time I see him. Besides, I get bored after the first fuck.

Neither pulled away immediately. “Thanks,” she said softly. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your evening.” “You’re not.” He leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “Working on the essay?” “Trying to.” She clutched the book to her chest like a shield. “Your question today about denial… it got me thinking. Sometimes acknowledging desire is scarier than pretending it doesn’t exist.” The words hung heavy. Julian’s jaw tightened. He knew exactly what she meant. The tension that had been building for weeks was suddenly palpable in the small room.

“There’s so much I want to do right now…” Before Kain knew it, his desires had slipped through his lips and laid bare for Denise to hear. “…lewd things…to touch you all over…to feel your lips~” “I can…see that…” Denise pulled her lips between her teeth as she looked up at him awkwardly through her lashes. It was true. Desire was dancing in his eyes. These days…he had made it painfully obvious, and though those kinds of desirous looks were something she had seen from various men…Kain made it feel different. He made her feel different. She tried to avoid his gaze but even though she wasn’t looking at him, the feel of his unyielding gaze continued to waver her composure. This was the kind of th