Romans & histoires Flaming Hot Desire

In my dreams, heat washed over me, an intense desire building within. Zavier was there, his eyes dark with longing. We kissed passionately, our hands roaming, exploring each other’s bodies with fervour. His touch ignited a fire in me, a need so profound it felt like I would shatter without it. His hands traced lines of fire down my skin, and I responded eagerly, pulling him closer, needing more.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains mature content including: Graphic M/M intimate scenes, dominant/submissive dynamics, dubious consent, power exchange, rough encounters, possessive/dominant behavior, and strong language. Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some a

The air, thick with the scent of desire, seemed to ignite the flames within her. Even though the air conditioner was on, she still felt so hot, a feverish heat that spread through her veins, leaving her breathless and wanting more. For a while, Vincent continued to caress her femininity in a maddening way. It was as if he was painting her with a hot, special kind of paint, his tongue the brush, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Each stroke, each lick, was a masterpiece, a symphony of sensations that left her breathless and begging for more.

**LIA** The movie, started off all nice and romantic and suddenly heated scenes starts to show and I was suddenly feeling hot, I didn't know the movie would show all these. I guess that's why the name is hence 'Burning desires,' I turn to my side only to find Drex already staring at me. "Yes...hmm," the female lead began moaning. Not the right time for this TV. "Harder baby!" She yells. This is so embarrassing.

The hot water hits my tense back, the steam rising from the enclosure quickly filling the room. I sigh shakily, placing my head under the shower. Exhaling one shaky breath I replay yesterday's events in my mind Her hazel eyes flash before me, alluring, soft. My hands trail my navel, wandering down as I remember yesterday morning. My breathing shallows as I remember her jabbing her index into my chest, her hazel eyes darkening with an unreadable emotion. I imagined her pink lips wrapping around my fat cock. I flick myself, wrapping my arm around my length.

she orders with a whisper and moves even closer. Why is it so hot in here? I should shut up but…Kandy says I should speak…I will speak. “Everytime when I get hard…a-and when I touch myself, I say your name and I can’t stop” I say with a broken moan before I can stop myself and Kandy looks pleased as she leans into my space. She smells like sex and sin. “Kandy, baby…” I say her name, with my voice straining and we move closer, breathing hard and heavy, fueled by our dark confessions of lust.

His hand slid around the back of my neck, fingers tangling in my hair, holding me in a passionate grip that sent shivers down my spine. I could taste the intensity of his emotions in that kiss, a heady mix of longing and pent-up passion that had been building between us for far too long. His lips traced a fiery path from my mouth to my jawline, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Every touch, every press of his lips against my skin, ignited a blaze that consumed all reason.

Flames of desire He cupped her breast with his hands as he aggressively devoured her nipples with his mouth, one after another. "Oh fuck," she moaned and slid her hands down his chest to the taut line of his abdomen, and made every muscle that made him manly ache for her even more, he rolled his tongue in circular motion around her nipples and sent more shivers down her spine.

Her sounds were muffled, and her lips were wet as I moved, each motion sending a shiver through both of us. Damn, the feeling was overwhelming. Desire built inside me like a fueled fire, the urge to release rippling through every nerve. Finally I pulled away, a glistening strand of saliva clinging from her lips. With a broken moan, my body tensed and shook, the sensation spilling through me in waves as the liquid pumped out from the tip of my length, trailing down my cock. She gauged with her mouth, letting it fall in, and finally swallowed, as if it were a delicious morsel.

“I want you desperate.” He went back in, devouring me again. This time he added a third finger, stretching me open while his tongue worked my clit relentlessly. I was moaning loudly, my hips grinding desperately against his face, completely lost in the sensation. He brought me right to the edge again… then stopped. I whimpered pathetically. “Damien… please…” He stood up, his mouth and chin shiny with my juices, and kissed me so deeply I could taste myself on his tongue. “You taste so fucking sweet,” he growled against my lips. “I could eat you for hours.”