Forbidden Desire Novels & Stories

And it was proving right to some extent. Because I had never faced a problem getting off on my own. But these last few nights when I tried to get off, it proved to be difficult because even though I knew my thing, I still couldn't reach my peak until I imagined him fucking me. I said I wasn't a desperate whore or something but with him, it was like I was willing to be a slut just so he would fuck me. And it irritated me. Because he didn't want that. Deep down, I knew it was wrong.

And that is why tonight I decided to do something that I've never done before, something that would give me a closure that I'm not unwanted, I just want to feel wanted for once in my life, I just want to be touched by the only man my body has ever wanted, I want Killian Romero to look me in the eyes and choke me in the best possible way, I want him to mark me and claim me as his property, to do with me as he pleases, I want his touch, his kisses, his commands, I want to be his dirty little secret, everything forbidden. I want to become that for him, because this body of mine is burning for my mother's husband and I'm going to take him in this best possible way. I'm tired of screaming his nam

Then I rode him. Hard and fast with no hands. I lifted my hips high and dropped, the wet slap of skin on skin loud in the small room. Every time he slipped free I simply rose and took him back in, using only the movement of my body. The sensation was overwhelming and relentless. Roman’s head tipped back. “Fuck…”

"Website? What website?" "It's a website where we post things about gossip and stuff it's kinda like that show I watch called Gossip Girl." She sat at the edge of my desk, typing on her phone. "Anyway, Seth has commitment issues, but he was in an interview yesterday, and he said he might try to find a woman at the ice ball that catches his eyes. And hopefully, that's me," she stated confidently. "Well good luck with that. There thousands of other girls out there just saying," I told her as she leaved.

What the fuck am I doing? I release her and step back. I need to get away from her before I do something I’ll regret. Under King’s own fucking roof. ** Desire is a delicate flame that ignites between two souls, flickering softly before gradually growing into a blazing fire of passion. When a couple first embarks on the journey of love, the initial stirrings of desire often begin with stolen glances and electrifying touches. It's a mesmerizing dance where hearts and bodies respond to the enchantment of newfound attraction.

I speak, sounding like a real whore, which I don’t give a fuck about, especially when I get the reaction I need. A very devious plan is cooking up in my head, which I need to spice up a little before putting it into action, and I will sample all the glee brought about by this rapture if I can. I believe this forbidden lust will help me a great deal in carrying out my plan. “What do you care, Irma? I wronged you. I hurt you so much. If this will give you any satisfaction, if knowing that I have been in a dry spell for as far as I can recall will satisfy you even just a little, then here.”

He closed the distance between us, wrapping his arms around me in an embrace. A smile formed on my lips as I wrapped my arms around him. “It’s good to see you again too.” “Think carefully about what you are doing.” He whispered into my ears before pulling away from me. I knew my forbidden desires for Antonio were dangerous, but I couldn’t help it. I was already involved with him, and I had no control over it anymore. “I’ll see you ladies later.” He muttered before turning around and starting to walk away from us. “Gio.” I quickly called, and he stopped in his tracks, then half turned to look at me.

Their bodies convulsed in ecstasy as they reached the pinnacle of pleasure, each one experiencing a release that left them breathless and yearning for more. “I love you, Jade! I love you so much. Let’s be together forever! I won’t hold back from making you happy, baby. You belong to me, my love. You are my forbidden desire that I won’t regret!” Ceynol shouted as he reached his own zenith inside her.

Maggie licked my chest, then down my stomach, collecting some on her tongue and swallowing it. “I love how you taste, Johnny. All of you. And I love pleasing you.” “I love pleasing you too, Mags.” “What else can I do for you, though, Johnny? Don’t you have some deep desire? Some dark secret? Ask me! Maybe I’ll say yes.” “It’s, uh, it’s kind of perverted.” “Out with it.” “Hmmm. Okay. I’ve always wanted to fuck my wife’s ass. But she won’t hear of it. ‘Said sodomy is against God.”

Unconsciously, I licked my dry lips, a reflexive response to the overwhelming sensations that coursed through my body. Zander's eyes darkened further, mirroring the depths of his desire. It was a moment charged with longing, our bodies and souls yearning for something forbidden. The heavy air crackled with anticipation, and I couldn't deny the magnetic pull drawing us toward the sinful path. The desires and the unspoken words hung in the air, creating an undeniable tension that I couldn't resist.