Forbidden Desires นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Forbidden Fantasies

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.

Full lips that would look so good sucking my tits or my shaved crotch. And last but not least, his dark eyes that saw through the mask I tried to show others. I wanted his sexy body on me so bad. I wanted him to place me on all fours, spread my fat ass and slam his hard cock up my cunt. He would make me choke on his cock, drool on it, use my mouth for his pleasure, make me swallow his seed. "Uhh.....Professor....I....I want your cock in my pussy...." I muttered, a lone finger grazing my entrance while the other rubbed my clit raw.

“You want me to dig deeper into how it feels when a man who’s spent years maintaining perfect control finally starts to lose it?” “Precisely,” Ethan replied, voice steady and clinical. “When desire overrides reason. When every calculated move becomes instinct. Make the reader feel the war inside him.” Julian leaned forward slightly, resting his forearms on the desk so their hands were only inches apart. Eyes never leaving Ethan’s face. He smiled.“So you want the moment he pins someone down, buries himself deep, and fucks like he’s been starving for years. No holding back. . Just a raw need.”

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 an incubus. I feed on desire. Yours is the strongest this place has tasted in decades. The dreams were the only way I could reach you without consent. Now that you’re looking at me with your waking eyes, the rules change.” I should have run. I should have thrown the door open and taken my chances with the hallway and the night. Instead I stayed pinned to the wood, pulse hammering, cock throbbing against my zipper, the word straight sitting uselessly on my tongue while an impossible man looked at me like he had already mapped every place he intended to touch.

She stepped into the quiet hallway, the lock clicked shut behind her with a sound that felt final. Nora leaned against the cold wall pressing her hand on her chest, while breathing hard like she had just escaped from being eaten by a wild animal. Her legs felt weak. Between her thighs she was already soaked, the thin fabric of her underwear clinging uncomfortably to her skin. Every place he had almost touched still tingled with leftover heat. She swallowed hard, closing her eyes. Tomorrow is going to really be a rough one she taught. She was already forbidden from touching herself. And now she's left with the punishment of spending the entire night aching for the moment that door would be lo

His pulse beat against my fingers, “Mara, Look at me.” I did. That was my first mistake, the second was not stepping back when he leaned in and kissed me. For three full seconds I let it happen, my mouth opened under his. My free hand fisted in the front of his shirt. Heat flooded low and immediate, the familiar slick gather of want between my legs that had never once listened to reason. Then I turned my face away and pushed against his chest. “No.” The word came out rough. He stayed close enough that I could still feel the warmth of him, close enough that the refusal cost something visible.

“It’s been… a long time. My ex never really cared about my pleasure. He’d just push my legs open, shove his cock inside me for a few minutes, grunt a couple times, and cum. Then he’d roll over and fall asleep. I’d lie there afterwards feeling used and empty, like my body was just a hole for him to use.” Dr. Marcus’s pen had stopped moving. His intense dark eyes were locked on me, burning with a heat that made my skin tingle. He shifted in his chair, uncrossing and then re-crossing his legs. I noticed the way his jaw tightened, the subtle movement of his throat as he swallowed. “I want to feel wanted,” I continued, my voice growing breathy. “I want someone to take their time with my breasts,

“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.”