Novel & Cerita Forbidden Desire

The cool night air hit my skin, replaced instantly by the scorching heat of his palm. My mind was a riot, filled with fear, anger, and that traitorous, undeniable pull. Skylar purred inside me, urging me to give in. His low, hungry moans filled the space between us. “Say it,” he breathed, pulling back just enough to look at me. His lips were slick, his eyes dark with desire. “Say you feel it.” I shook my head, panting. “I don’t… I can’t…”

I shot Jenkins a look. “Noted,” he muttered, quickly gathering his files before leaving. She placed the coffee on my desk. “Your coffee, sir,” she emphasized the last word. “Are you trying to make me jealous?” She met my gaze without hesitation. “Are you?” “Leave.” I picked up the coffee, watching her walk out. What the hell was wrong with me? This was what happened when a man let desire cloud his judgment. And desire and revenge were never meant to mix. Aisha’s POV

To how fragile self-definition became when love, guilt, and confusion collided. I didn’t need to expose her. I didn’t need to threaten her. Not yet. All I needed was proximity and timing. I poured myself a drink and let my thoughts wander freely. no restraint, no excuses. I didn’t want to own Iris. I wanted her to choose me. I wanted the moment where her defiance faltered,not because I forced it, but because her body betrayed her first. Because desire always speaks louder than morals. The next time I saw her, it was in the corridor near the archives. She was alone this time, distracted, fingers scrolling through her phone as she walked.

She crossed her arms, her posture rigid, as if she were holding back a storm. I couldn't breathe. My hands trembled in my lap, memories of that forbidden night flooding back, Mr. Alfred's strong hands gripping my hips, his thick cock thrusting deep into my wet pussy, our bodies slick with sweat as we fucked wildly on his bed. It had been pure ecstasy, raw and unfiltered, but now it twisted into terror. Had that one reckless moment doomed me? “I... I need to get tested,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Tears welled up, blurring the faces of the two people who'd become the center of my chaotic world.

She wanted Adriano's mouth on her breasts, his tongue on her aching peaks. But how could she? They had just been discussing the mistake they made last night. How could they possibly repeat it, escalate it, sink even deeper into this forbidden abyss? And yet she knew with devastating certainty that this was exactly what she and her boy craved. The mistake was exactly what her body screamed for, what her heart pounded for and what her dripping pussy throbbed for. She couldn't deny that the so-called mistake was the only thing she truly desired. Maybe she could run away later.

My thighs were already shaking and my head was thrown back in ecstasy. I vowed to myself that this was the last time I would let them touch me inappropriately. Having an affair with my stepbrothers was like breaking an unspoken house rule and my mom would be so disappointed. “Arrrggghhh…” Fuck, Maxwell just added a third finger and my virgin pussy hasn’t adjusted yet. The pain from my pussy and the pleasure from my nipple sent me to great heights. I was shivering uncontrollably when they suddenly stopped. The empty feeling made me whimper and I looked at them in confusion.

“I’m sorry; there’s nothing between us.” “Liar! I saw you two kissing. Who are you trying to fool?” “I’m sorry, I truly am. I deserve whatever punishment you wish to impose.” “I just wish you could vanish. How shameless of you to pursue a teenager! So, this was your plan all along—to claim that no man takes you seriously, not realizing that it’s your own despicable actions that drive them away. They see how shameless you are, chasing after boys to satisfy your selfish desires, and that’s why they left you.” Mirabel’s words pierced Susan deeply, leaving her wounded.

She had spent months watching him from her desk, wanting him in every sinful way she refused to admit out loud, always trying to convince herself she was just here to work and achieve her ambition, not to desire her cold hearted CEO. Accepting meant crossing a line, and there's no turning if she did. And refusing meant remaining painfully invisible in the company, which she really dreads because everyone knows Mr. Adrian Hill doesn't bluff especially if he threatens to do something or deal with a person. Nora swallowed once, tore in between the lion and the deep blue sea. "I accept." She finally muttered, but audible for Adrian to hear. Something dark and satisfying flickered through Adrian’

My body broke from his touch, and I let out a shameless cry. “You're so wet for Daddy's cock”. His voice was husky. Then he plunged two fingers in and curved them. They slid in without resistance. “Please, Daddy”, I cried. “Oh baby, I will fuck you…, he paused, his gaze landing on my face. I was a mess, and I knew it. “... but I don't fuck naughty girls like you in missionary” “Girls like you deserve something hard. Something real” Then, both his hands gripped my thighs and with one flip, I landed on my stomach.

“Look… you have to stay away from me, Archie. Please.” “Elena, listen to me—” Archie started, stepping around the table, his eyes burning with determination. “No, you listen!” I cried out, my voice rising in the quiet room. “This thing we are doing… it is a sin. It is formidable, and I cannot continue it. The guilt… it is killing me inside every single day. Every time I look at you, every time you touch me, I feel like I am rotting from the inside out. So please… let’s stay away from each other.”