Empire Of Desire Novels & Stories

James declared,still not believing the talkative was actually the person his brother made him promise to hire. "Oh,no! Mister,you can't do that," she replied sympathetically. He was taken aback as he narrowed his eyes to look at her. He was in need of a Personal Assistant. But how could he hire her? A talkative? That's a bad habit. Although she was qualified, based on her credentials, but he can't just hire someone who will want to take control over him. "I'm begging you. I so much need this job. My welfare and that of my family depend on it,please. You forgave me already, why are you still angry? Please, re forgive me," she begged,almost in tears.

I murmured near her ears talking to myself, I removed some strands of hair from her face and caressed her cheek. "I don't know why my heart feels soo peaceful everytime you are near me. Why it starts beating whenever I thought about you. I don't want to fall for you nor I want yoh to fall for me. But I can't let go off you fron my life....... You will always be stuck with me in this loveless marriage. Because now You become my DESIRE........ THE BILLIONAIRE'S DESIRE. and I want to claim every inch of you..... With my sinful lips. "

Regardless, I slowly back us toward the bed. "I want you to fuck me, Caspian," I murmur against his lips. "Right now?" "Yes. Push me onto the bed," I demand. This is bad. So bad, and yet I want it, having been told I'm not even allowed to touch myself. Caspian pulls away, looking down at me with wide blue eyes. "Push?" "Just do what I say, alright? Push me," I insist. Caspian laughs breathily before pushing me at my shoulders, sending me back into the sheets. He's breathing heavily, looking down at me as I pull my shirt off so I'm only in my bra and pants.

He promised himself he would take her a thousand times, in every way, ride her until she couldn't walk, yet leave her begging for more. Her touch, her taste, was all-consuming. The rhythm of her breaths and the feel of her curves cushioned him and then, through the haze of his desire, he heard Cedric's distant shout of concern. It took every ounce of willpower to release Emily. She gazed up at him with dewy-eyed desire, surely stunned by the assault on her senses. She blinked slowly, as though still lost in the wake of a fading dream. Her lashes were long, and they curved up slightly at the ends, perfectly framing the most expressive eyes he'd ever seen.

She grabbed the Chipotle bag from me eating away. "No eating on the job Ms. Yu." Snapped a man with a heavy British accent. I looked up seeing a handsome man who looked in his early twenties. He had dirty curly messy blonde hair sharp features and bright hazel eyes. "Andrei, I'm starving right now—" "I am Mr. Swansea to you, and I don't give a damn if you are hungry. The ice ball is in two days and I don't have time for this." He grabbed the Chipotle and throws it in the garbage can, then marched off.

one very big thing that makes them sleepless at night. Desire. Lust. The desire and lust between both of them was too much not to be noticed. Someone who would observe them from a close angle would notice it. How they can't keep their hands away from each other. Either his strong muscled hands is on her soft, pliant, curvaceous body, or their endless caresses, moans and groans keeps others from not knowing. Her dress was so provocative.

He had seen her once at his model Company and that first time had made him crave to have her, even if it's just one time and when he had approached her for a quickie, she had boldly told him to go to hell with the job that she would never sleep with him. He could have her to jail at one slip of a hand, he could even make her his sxx toy without any difficulty or stress, but he let her go. Reasons best known to him. Now to think that same bi*ch he wanted and craved for is under Ethan's roof made him want to go crazy. Ethan is quite smart! To always have a way to grab what's his. During those past years he wasn't on California, it has been peaceful for him. Now that he's back, Morgan won't let

"I bet your cunt is just begging for attention right now, craving my tongue to plunge into it, to give you the pleasure you have wanted since that day in your office." My body shakes and a moan escapes my mouth. I need to escape, I need to escape, I need to escape. I keep repeating the words to myself, trying to find the strength to refuse. I feel his mouth against my ear again, a low growl escaping his lips. "Your cunt would be dripping and begging to be eaten like my favourite desert." I feel his hand go to my knee, my body relaxing. "It is now, isn't it, princess?" The word princess snaps me out of it, stand I knock the items over on the table.

“Little girl, you don’t understand. Your scent is driving us insane. We’ve gone centuries without a true mate. And now You’re coming with us.” Darius’s hand already palmed the massive bulge in his pants. “We’ll be gentle… at first. But we need to fuck you. Hard until we are satiated .” Heat flooded my face. I was still so composed on the outside—legs pressed tightly together, fingers trembling only slightly. But inside, something ancient and hungry stirred. The same power the Goddess had poured into my cock was waking up, responding to their desperation. “No,” I whispered, then stronger, “Even if I wanted you… it would be on *my* terms.”