Novel & Cerita Forbidden Desire

“Of how much I want this. Of what happens after.” Dominic’s thumb brushed my lower lip. “You can be scared, and it's so normal, just don’t be a coward, and come to me, Noa, like a good girl. Let me give you what he’s been too busy to give.” he whispered. I never imagined he'd be like this, isn’t he supposed to be encouraging me not to cheat on his son. But No, he wants to feed my desires. He took a step back, turned, and walked away without another word. And I stood there, my lips still tingle from his kiss and my thighs are slick. I still want him!

At forty five, he was the definition of forbidden temptation. “I’ve craved so many things in my life,” I continued, my voice low and intimate, “but I was never sure if wanting a priest this badly was one of them. I touch myself thinking about you, Father. Every night. I imagine your hands on me instead of the Bible. Your mouth saying my name instead of prayers.” A heavy silence filled the confessional. I could hear his breathing change, deeper, rougher. “Sophia…” His voice was strained. “This is not appropriate. You should not speak to me this way. I am a man of God.”

I became completely still as he embraced me tightly, pressed me against the wall, and passionately kissed me, transporting me back to the first ardent kiss I had shared with him. With determined passion, his lips met mine in a fierce embrace. Our kisses were an enchanting dance, teasing and exploring with tantalizing flicks of our tongues. His motions were both short and deep, stealing my very breath away. As desire coursed through me, his finger traced seductive circles on my breast, the silk adding to the heightened sensations. A sense of delicious anticipation washed over me, recognizing the inevitable regret that would follow tomorrow. He continued to caress my nipple, causing it to stan

"You’re so fucked, Mateo. Completely and irreversibly fucked." He whispered to himself again. Yet, he stayed there on his knees in the dark, staring at the girl who would soon be his little sister, letting the sick wrongness of it burn through his veins. His entire body trembled from the raw, desperate want of his forbidden desire. His hand moved before his brain could stop it. His fingertips brushed the silky inside of her thigh first. So soft and warm. Laila trembled faintly under his touch. A sleepy sigh slipped from her again, and her hips rocked back the tiniest bit, as if chasing the contact even in her dreams.

I had lost count of how many times I had her last night, but every time I saw her splayed on the bed exhausted and panting, desire would slash hard inside me and I would throb again, needing to bury myself inside her once more. The night we had shared, cloaked in shadows and secrecy, defied all rationality. It was a transgression against my own rules, a maddening dance with temptation. I had tasted the forbidden fruit, and now, its sweetness lingered on my lips, a tormenting reminder of what I could never truly possess.

" I try to object, but the words get stuck in my throat preventing me from pronouncing them. I don't have another excuse to say. I don't know what to say to convince him to leave me alone, to get someone else to give him and do what he wants. . . , to understand that I want. . . , that I don't want this, I mean. I don't even know what I want anymore. I'm so confused, because I know this is wrong, but I still want to repeat it. Why is this happening? I never did or wanted anything wrong, why now? They say the forbidden is what you enjoy the most, and I really enjoyed yesterday. They also say that for love there is no age, but this is not love, this is only desire. Isn't there an age to want s

The forbidden want. I tried to pull away, but his arm pinned me. "Shh. Don't cry." Tears spilled faster, a conflicted mess. I wanted to confess it all. How long I'd craved him. How seeing him shirtless by the truck every morning started my desires for the utmost forbidden. My voice descended into a tiny whisper as I cooed. "Dad, I... I'm sorry. I can't help it. I want you so bad. Every day. It's wrong, but..."

A single word. Hotter than fire, heavier than sin. Mara’s lips parted. “Me?” “I desired you,” he confessed softly. “Far too deeply. Far too humanly.” A flicker of guilt passed over his features. “Desire is forbidden for us. The moment I felt it I fell.” She swallowed hard, heat curling low in her belly. No one had ever looked at her like that like she was something holy and ruinous all at once. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, as though he feared she would break.

My voice was hitched, all of my body a total mess as I ached for flesh, the need to be free from the hardened force in my trouser confused me, and slowly my eyes moved around the room. “What are those”? I asked helplessly, the cameras staring at me mockingly, I hate myself but I couldn't scream out my frustration, there's a force in my throat too. “F…fucking scent” I cursed, but here comes another wonder, a young sumptuous flesh, in his absolute natural form, his dick hard enough, I could see all its veins. “Devour, Devour “ The words filled my ears, I wanted to say no and go back to sleep, but none of my body wanted that, and so I surrendered and saw the triumph smile the cameras throw at m

He still had his regrets that he hadn’t lost his virginity back then, to the boy he’d been in love with. Arousal of any kind was strictly forbidden. Any sign of such a thing was strictly punished. Cory could vouch that a cane over an aroused member was the worst kind of pain. “You are nothing but a convenience, an utility, molded to serve. Such lewd desires will be quashed.” Those were just some of the words the trainers at the institution kept on telling them. And many of them were transformed into senseless dummies. Cory was not, unfortunately for him, one of them. He hadn’t dared to stimulate himself in a long time, but that didn’t mean they could enter his thoughts, deny him the desire h