Novel & Cerita Fascinated

She warns adorably, her eyes wide and angry while I stare down at her amused. “What is this obsession you have with my balls?” I question playfully. She glares up at me not so amused and straightens again. “I would hardly call it an obsession. Don’t flatter yourself.” “No?” I probe with a knowing smirk. “Do tell, what would you call it? Fascination? Curiosity?” Mira exhales slowly, her eyes close briefly before they open again and meet my own. “Repugnance. Revulsion. Oh, abhorrence. Shall I go on?” I catch a ghost of a smile on her lips while she stares up at me with her brows raised.

He wanted to get every inch of her, her petty little mouth and her tight pussy, everything about her was fascinating to an extent of being delusional. There's always one woman who can make you heart flutter for the the first and even thousand times more, whenever you see her. The strong attraction between them had her connected to him in a way which he quite not preferred. The day when she carved each other's name on their rings and shimmer in glee looking at him made his heart skip it's beat. How can someone be so beautiful? The question hovered his mind unknowingly and he didn't know what to respond. He just blankly looked at her, awestruck by that face.

she admitted, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of being alone with him again. Alexander smiled at her, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment longer before he turned to the elevator. "Shall we?" he asked, gesturing for her to follow him. Sarah nodded eagerly, feeling a sudden surge of happiness at the thought of spending the day with him. As they rode the elevator up to Alexander's office, Sarah couldn't help but notice the way Alexander's eyes kept darting to her, as if he couldn't get enough of her. She felt a sense of satisfaction at the thought, knowing that she had captured the attention of such a powerful and attractive man.

I whispered in her ear. That was dirty talk and women love dirty talk, it turns them on. I've lived all my life studying women so I know words to say to have them hooked and they will just have to open their f** tight walls for me. The only woman that makes it impossible for me to understand is Riley; she's just so different, no matter what I do, she just doesn't want me to come close to her, even the mere sight of me irritates her. As for Hannah, I don't even have to beg for her to open her legs like a little whore and I will have my way with her. I have fucked her to the point that I'm tired of being in an out of her loose hole.

—JASMINE. - I know that Hades often takes pleasure in the misfortunes of others, reveling in their suffering with a wicked sense of delight. But when it comes to Denzel, his fascination goes far beyond mere enjoyment. It's an all-consuming obsession that captivates him, sending his satisfaction into a frenzy of ecstasy and euphoria.

The dim light of the room seemed only to stress the electrifying sharpness of his features. "I have an idea," came his low and conspiratorial voice, drawing me in with the magnetic pull of the words; I nodded encouragingly, curiosity overwhelming me, eyes glued onto him with a sense of fascination bordering on obsession. "Go on then, I'm listening," I whispered, as though to fan the flames of anticipation into a slow inferno.

Chapter 36 ••~••°••~•• Luciano ••~••°••~•• I'm fucked. Really fucked. I had no idea that the nun I am so fucking attracted to would be the death of me. She's a real tease in every sense of the word. I noticed how she looked through the window at the woman getting fucked, noticed how she reacted to them. She's still fascinated by the whole process. And it makes me realize how much of a delight it would be to ruin her completely.

Do I look that *'I-have-no-man'? I mean I am, but it's kind of rude he just assumed it. I fiddled with my sleeves, brain blank, mouth dry. No clue how to respond. But he wasn't done. Of course he wasn't. *"We've traveled together. Shared rooms a hundred times. Worked insane hours. You're efficient. I'm stable. Neither of us has time for romantic circus nonsense."* He paused, locking eyes with me. *"So yes — you're the most convenient option for me. And realistically, I'm the most secure option for you."*

unreasonably attractive. NO. Absolutely not. Do NOT go down this path. This is exactly the kind of thought that gets a person accused of having a fetish. "Pull this end, and it's done," Grayson said, low and even. Isla, still mentally spiraling, felt the strap pressed into her hand. "Oh." She kept staring, fascinated despite herself, watching his throat move as he spoke. Distracted, she yanked hard on the strap in her hand. "COUGH cough cough cough!"