Flaming Hot Desire Novelas e Histórias

“Mm…” The room heated rapidly. Anna turned her head and met his eyes, still dark with desire, not yet cooled. He had worked up a sweat. His collar was open, skin lightly damp, sharp collarbones exposed. He had every reason to make her thirsty. Their eyes locked. Some things did not require love. Desire alone was enough to ignite a fire. Fresh from the bath, her eyes were still misty. Her pink tongue traced her lips as she whispered softly, “Do you really not want it?”

She has never felt that way in her life and as much as she wants to deny it, she knows that she wants the kiss again. Amira wasn't the only one feeling that way. Ryan is still trying to get over that night. The desire to have her increased, and it is so damn hard to control himself right now. He has been fighting the feelings he has for her for a very long time, but now that he knows she feels the same way for him, his body starts burning in the fire of want that he can no longer control. Staring into her beautiful eyes, he's finding it so difficult to hold back. The fast beating of his heart is rhyming with hers. He can see that she's also fighting the same thing as him. The desire and want

I was burning for a taste of him again, to feel him pound into me the way he did that night in Vegas. “This flaming need I have for you rip-roaring inside of me is making me crazy. I want to lick that pussy until my tongue is saturated in your honey.” I close my eyes, and my breathing quickens when I feel red-hot desire pool in my belly. Cole nips at my ear while he speaks to me in a deep husky tone. “I want to feed my cock into your hot, dripping wet, insanely tight pussy until I’m balls deep inside of you, and I lose my bearings when you grip me tightly as I stretch you out.”

Aria came hard, screaming into her pillow as her pussy clenched and gushed around the burning cock. But it didn’t stop. It flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and drove into her again. She could see the glowing phoenix on her lower back in the mirror across the room, flames flickering wildly as the entity fucked her senseless. Aria came two more times before the cock finally swelled and exploded inside her. Hot, unnatural cum flooded her womb — thick and tingling, like liquid fire. It filled her until it leaked out, dripping down her ass.

Flora hushed her reply. She felt like burning and wanting to fill a hollowness she did not know ever existed in her. "Are you sure?" Asked Damien. Flora nodded. "Can you please help me take my buddy out of my pants?" Damien requested. He was almost delirious as he could feel his whole being burning from a consuming lust like he had never ever had in all his life.

Lucifer wraps his arms around me when we enter and gives me a passionate kiss. "You need to feed," he growls aggressively at me. He twirls his finger, and I'm nude again. His pheromones start their assault on my senses. He sits in a chair and has me bend down in front of him. His large cock stands engorged. Lucifer grabs my hair and pulls me to his member. I look up at him and run my tongue along the tip. He smiles and nods. I continued to run my tongue down his length, tasting his flesh.

Desire ignites like magma in my body, like a volcano erupting. I'm burning with a passion... I desire her with all my passion and desire, I want to fuck her, I've lost my mind, but I can't help feeling this way about her. All I wanted at this moment was to just give her a kiss, so she knows that my body desires her, and we won't let her go so easily, not for now. I know she desires me in the same way that I desire her, we can't resist what we feel, we both want more and more.

Blazing desire burned through me, heating up my skin, my fingers clenching and unclenching, my entire body trembling. Skilled palms cupped my waist and caressed my arms, the rough carpet of wet pink tongue moving to the back of my neck. My back arched, and my lips trembled with need, hard nipples pushing through the material of my dress. "Ferrara..." I moaned softly when he cradled my face, his breathing so harsh and heating up my skin with its hotness. "What do you want? Tell me what you desire. What you want me to do to you."

hot, demanding, tasting like coffee and mint. His hands would slide roughly under my dress, fingers digging into my thighs as he ground his hard cock against me. I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck, hear his low, desperate groans every time he thrust deep inside me, filling me completely. My legs would shake around his waist while he fucked me hard and fast, sweat slick on our skin, my nails digging into his back as I cried out his name. Those nights left me sore, satisfied, and completely fucking his. Now we barely even touched each other except for quick kisses when we passed each other in the morning. Sometimes, he would text “I miss you” late at night from different countries