Envy And Lust Novels & Stories

Ethan's POV I sensed the longing in her gaze, pleading for more but I refused to yield so easily. I craved to hear her voice, to feel her surrender completely. Chelsea's cries of pleasure echoed in my ears, igniting a primal desire within me unlike my girlfriend who is never satisfied but sweet. I pushed myself into her, slow and deliberate, ensuring every inch penetrated her deeply, reaching depths that ignited a fire within her. She dug her nails into my back, gasping as I filled her completely, our bodies merging in a primal dance of passion and desire.

All of that started because of greed and being blinded by the value of money. It seems that we don't just need water, food or air to continue living, but also every number that equates to our future. It can change our destiny and it can also change a person's personality. In an instant, his outlook on life will suddenly disappear and change because of what we call, MONEY. Greedy, robber, deceitful, filthy, proud, oppressive, sinful and evil. How far will the equivalent of the amount you need go? To the point of bloodshed? or until you realize it?

I knew most of the gawking women wouldn't mind going a round or two with him just to feel those abs contract and swell beneath their grubby palms. The thought had a strange, potent emotion welling inside my chest. A bitter taste coated my tongue and my jaw pulsed with the amount of tension my body held. The green, ugly monster named Envy possessed any rational thought lingering in my head, turning them vile and lurid. I wanted to gorge these women's eyes out with my claws to stop them from staring. "I'm losing my mind, Lex," I complained. "I can't say I disagree with your thoughts," she growled.

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.

he growled, thumb grinding my clit, “or I fist this cunt till you pass out.” The chat exploded: $5K – FIST HER $10K – MAKE HER SQUIRT ON THE RELIC Mara straddled my face, pussy dripping, and silver rings cold against my lips. “Lick,” she hissed, grinding down. I did—tongue fucking her, tasting salt and sin, and her moans shaking through my skull. Luca added a fourth finger, stretching me wide, and knuckles dragging. I came hard, pussy clenching, and squirting over his wrist, soaking the velvet, the stone, and the fucking relic beneath the chaise.

Kwame added. “You must be high on cheap drugs, Tenison can you hear yourself?" Kwabena questioned. “Yes, I can hear myself, I think this marriage was based on lust, not love. Perhaps I saw it to be love, or lust or maybe something like that, I dunno." Kwame added. “My friend, you better sought whatever is going on in your head, rubbish," Kwabena replied. “Ad3n aa, it wasn't based on love, if you didn't love her why then did you marry her?" He inquired.

Our tongues touched and embraced each other like they were old friends. His kiss felt familiar, like it wasn’t our first time. He kissed me like he was claiming me. Shit. I wanted it to keep going. And it did. His hands found my neck and pulled me in closer. Heat and wetness pooled between my thighs. Yes, I was horny. Wishing for more. His wandering hand found its way under my crop top, lingering just below my boobs. I wanted it to move higher. I shouldn’t have but I wanted it to.

"When I use my power from the sin of sloth, I can see people's powers and predict what they'd probably do. This is one reason why I said that I know all. Now do you get an idea of how many powers could possibly exist? It may take forever before you know every single power there is to know of." "I see... But the powers of each sin do share some base characteristics?" "Yes, they do. Powers of lust centers around manipulation of the mind or emotions. Powers of greed centers around hoarding and stealing. Powers of envy centers around jinxes, hexes, and curses. Powers of gluttony centers around devouring. Powers of wrath centers around the enhancements and battle prowess. Powers of pride centers

He crossed his arms, his eyes hooded as he prepared to watch the spectacle I had practically begged for. I felt the heat of Bruce’s breath against my neck before his mouth found my skin. I tilted my head back, my gaze locking onto Ryan’s. Seeing him watch me like that and seeing the hunger in his eyes while Bruce laid claim to my body sent a jolt of pure lightning to my core. "Ryan..." I moaned, his name slipping out of my lips like a mantra. Bruce stopped abruptly, his head snapping up. He looked at me, his eyes black with a mix of jealousy and lust, then glanced back at Ryan.

Horror creeps into my mind, my heart, and my face. My smudged lipstick, completely gone. My lips red and almost swollen. His teeth marks on my lower lip. He almost drew blood. Fuck. What have I done? DANTE If someone told me I'd be in heaven today, I would have said it was a lie. Her lips are like honey and milk. She's everything I've ever wanted but never knew I needed. And fuck, her body, her skin, is fire and water and everything in between. Burning me, yet keeping me cool at the same time.