Drunk Desires Novels & Stories

With closed eyes and heavy breaths, she eagerly awaited that first kiss, parting her lips to invite him in. Frustration consumed her as she still didn't feel his lips. She furrowed her brows in confusion and opened her eyes to an empty space . Disappointment flooding over her. It was just another hallucination, leaving her burning with unfulfilled desire. Slamming her hand onto the basin platform, she closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. Anger surged within as she blamed herself for again thinking of him. Determined to break free from his hold, she glared at herself in the mirror. desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and stormed out of the washroom, ready

I tilted my head sucking her. I was so indulged, so driven to the edge, out of control. Something I never was. My mind swirled with dark thoughts, fantasies of breaking her completely, of making her mine in every twisted sense. I wanted to consume her, body and soul, to make her understand the depth of my obsession. Obsession?

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

I said, my jaw clenching as I fought the poison consuming me. "Have you fantasized about me?" My stomach churned viciously. "What?" "You try so hard to be normal but you and I know just how poisonous the blood pumping through your veins can be. You say you don't want me, but deep down, in the deepest darkest part of you, you wonder what it would be like if you gave in to your desires and let me do whatever I want with you." A pressure built in my skull, threatening to explode. "I've never—"

I clutched his wrist gently while staring seductively at him. Lucan leaned in further his heavy breath burning my cheeks. “You don’t get to want me when you are drunk, little human. Bring all these desires to me when you are fucking sane, and I will make sure you have no mouth left to plead.” My pussy squeaked at the rawness of his words, and juice splashed unexpectedly out of my cunt. I stared at him with hazy eyes, my toes curling just from having him this close.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

Begging him to touch her. He’d wake up in the oppressive darkness, sweat slicking his body. Sometimes, he’d be hard, the physical manifestation of his unfulfilled desire. Sometimes, a furious, burning anger would consume him. Always, without fail, he woke up profoundly, achingly unsatisfied. The dreams fed the obsession, intensifying the hunger for something far beyond carnal pleasure.

The memory consumed him, turning what could have been desire into deep and unbearable pain. His tear-filled eyes glistened under the soft light of the room as he downed the amber liquid in one gulp, feeling the whiskey burn down his throat. Maybe that was what he needed: to let himself go. To go out more often with Francisco, meet other women, get involved in something without commitment, without promises or ties. Just enough to quiet the desire consuming him and, perhaps, finally drive away the ghosts of Jussara that insisted on haunting him.

I mean what kind of douchebag is this guy. I bet he looks hot. Brain! Down girl! That little voice in my head is so naughty... My loans are so bad. I even thought about joining the army just to pay it off. I still wanna join for fun though, but I realized I'm 20 I got time to get a good job. Since I'm young and smart I landed that job. "Yeah, I need a cup of coffee."

The morning light filtered through the penthouse windows, soft and golden, turning the Thames into a ribbon of liquid gold far below. Luca sat at the kitchen island, nursing a cappuccino, his body still humming from the night before. The rug in the living room bore the faint imprint of where they’d collapsed together with their clothes scattered around, bodies tangled, tears dried on his cheeks after the raw, desperate sex that had sealed their promises. Alexander stood at the stove in low-slung sweatpants, flipping eggs with the same calm precision he brought to boardroom negotiations. Julian leaned against the counter beside Luca, shirtless, tracing idle circles on Luca’s bare thigh beneat