Envy And Lust Novels & Stories

But the memory of her thighs trembling around me, the memory of her pussy walls clenching around my fingers… it was very fresh in my mind, so NO! I couldn’t be calm. Hearing her confess to Mila about how she had always wanted me and how she had deliberately planned our escapades, it triggered my own buried lust, I have never been more turned on in my life. I squeezed my eyes shut. I know I shouldn’t have touched her– shouldn’t have given in. I shouldn’t have let my anger turn into lust. I shouldn’t have… “Dian!” Her voice. Sharp and desperate. Then footsteps followed, it sounded fast and determined.

She saw a frame faced down and her curiosity got the best of her, she opened it and saw that it was a picture of Gavin and Adele on the beach, smiling like they did not give a care about the whole world and were simply just existing. Leila felt jealous. After returning the picture frame to how she met it, She snapped herself out of it and carried the files to her desk but she could not keep it out of her mind. Her mind was everywhere. How could he be smiling with another woman and still smile and compliment her at any chance. Maybe Frank was right and Gavin Hasters was a playboy but she did not want to quickly write him off as the rich boss that spends lavishly and woes girls for a living. G

“Yes, it is. It's why I never wanted to feel this way. I don't want to be him. I don't want to drop you off somewhere and go fucking around in the world. I'll never do that to you-” “Cyrus-” “I want to try and I'm going to try. It's just that… lust and loyalty are two opposite sides of a coin. What if I fail?” “What if you don't?” I groaned loud, “You're doing it again. You're making it all sound so easy and doable.”

Need of his tongue somewhere between her thighs. Her legs were spread out before him and she felt a duvet of shyness crawling on her as the man's eyes met with hers. His gray eyes had darkened with lust and she couldn't help but succumb to it. She wanted him to release her from this tension as it was becoming painful with each passing second.

She turned her back to me and talked. "You know what made it worse for me to get so insecure of you? It's that there were more than two people that were crazy about you. It's like you have your harem. If it is only possible to marry all four then you could have done it. I hated your lust because whenever you show a little interest any man would kneel in front of you as if you are a goddess. But no! You are just an old hag who's hungry for attention! You are whore! And right now, I can't wait to see you dead!"

"You were together. Intimate. I felt it. Through my abilities." Trina went pale. "Hope, sweetheart..." "The Architects felt it too. They're watching everything. They say desire without commitment shows human weakness. That lust without love proves we're base creatures." "It wasn't just lust," Nickey said. "Then what was it? Love? Because the Architects want to know. They're asking me directly. Is what you have love or obsession? Connection or addiction? Your answer affects their judgment." Nickey and Trina looked at each other. The question neither wanted to face.

C H A P T E R 8 : T H E H O T , S W E A T Y S E X Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow. Demonax. ~

Even though a part of me knew to feel shame, the other part, the one that had snuck glances at him and masturbated to the thought of him fucking me raw, that part was enjoying every humiliating moment. It became difficult to focus on any more chores and the difficulty became impossible when I turned to see Luther spread out on the bed, his dick out, jerking off to the sight of my body. "Mr. Aster!" "Fuck, I need you to suck my cock, darling." His voice sounded smoky and dry like he was racing to the edge. The sight made my cunt drip even more, demanding attention. Or more specifically, demanding the massive cock in front of me to fuck my cunt.

All I had to do was to find out what she was feeling when she was aiming at my bloody fingers. "Everything will be alright, Hope," I assured. She nodded her head still on my chest. I raised her head and planted a kiss on her forehead. I looked into her eyes afterward. They were glittering. She was a vampire now, and these new effects were expected. Her eyelashes and cheeks were wet with tears. This made her look extravagantly beautiful. "Solomon and I did not learn to control our bloodlust in one day," I explained. "It took us over a century. Maybe even two. We had slaughtered villages and innocent lives during that period, but luckily, we could finally tame it. "

I heard her yell out. "Good morning Mr. Hyland, your party hasn't arrived yet, I'll send them up to the suite whenever you're ready." Adrianna softly spoke to me as she brushed her hand up and down the buttons of her white blouse. "Thank you, Adrianna." I dismissed her before she could follow me like she usually does. She was beautiful that was certain, her raven hair had streaks of blonde and her olive complexion complemented her bright green eyes. But, she was known around my entire building as anything but virtuous, not that there's anything wrong with a little promiscuity, but I don't trust her to be faithful. And trust is big in my career, can't risk anything.