Game Of Lust Novels & Stories

Sean demanded lustily. His hands tightened on the sides of my hips, his fingers digging slightly into my skin. Turned on by his dirty talk, I began moving on top of him. Just like he wanted, I began riding his cock in wild abandon as I bounced my hips up and down his love stick. His cock slid in and out of my hole as I grinded my pussy up and down this massive length. My body weight made sure that I could take him in deeply each time I sat down onto his upstanding cock.

Lisa's cheeks flushed crimson at his playful remark, her gaze darting nervously around the bustling lobby. “Lovebirds, it's not your room,” Sage teased, his voice filled with amusement as he watched the couple's interaction. The comment drew laughter from the group, easing the tension and paving the way for a moment of lighthearted camaraderie amidst the uncertainty that lay ahead.

That's probably the reason why he no longer felt any lust for Charm. 'Fuck! I want to see Leigh now,' Wayne exclaimed in his mind. 'She's driving me crazy. Damn! I only can think of her. Leigh is the only woman I want to make me horny in bed. And later, I will make sure I can claim her again.' he remarked.

The storm in his eyes grew darker with lust and desire, there was something about that storm that made her want him even more then she already did and made her wetter then she already was. He smirked at her reaction and then moved in and started planting kisses on the inside of her legs starting from the top of her foot trailing all the way down to inside of her thigh. She squirmed a bit but he tighten his grip on her thighs stopping her from moving any more and continued the assault on her legs. He bit and nipped on her inner thighs so hard that she knew that it would leave marks. Higher and higher he moved not yet touching her cunt but coming so very close to it and she moaned out loudly i

It was a dark, calm, and silent night. The air has a familiar blue breeze coming from the aroma of lavender and jasmine mixed with fresh flowers and scented candles. There was no one in sight in the Ortega mansion. Everyone is asleep except for the two souls who are still wide awake and making the most of the golden hour. Inside one of the rooms in the mansion, the air is filled with the vapor of lust from two heated bodies fused into one. The room's four walls resonated with the rhapsody of the wet sound of their bodies slamming together, while she groaned louder with every thrust.

She guess she had been drawn by the comfort of the room Mimie composed herself immediately as she saw the anger and loathe in Rio's expression,he looked as though he couldn't wait to strangle her. Immediately, Mimie tried to speak but Rio beat her to it. "What game do you think you are playing? What's the meaning of this nonsense you wench! Rio roared and he shifted close to her. It took high level of self control not to hit her

My head went blank. “Fuck, Maddie…” He muttered, clenching his teeth. I felt him hit the one spot I could swear hadn’t been touched in ages. My dildos never did it. Every time I tried to give myself the pleasure I wanted, digging and searching for the right place, it was never satisfying. My chest rose and fell rapidly. My mind went in circles—shame, lust, desperation, and delight all tangled together. Every nerve in my body, every hair standing on my skin, screamed for more, and I didn’t want to resist.

The glow of wealth incarnate, veins glinting faintly with gold, every movement dripping with allure and danger. Lust’s smile deepened. “Much better.” Greed reached for him, fingers tracing his jaw, his thumb brushing across those too-soft lips. “You missed me.” “Always,” Lust murmured, leaning in. The space between them vanished. Their lips met, a collision of hunger and memory, of two ancient sins devouring the distance between them. Power rippled through the room, setting every candle ablaze, painting the walls in gold and crimson light. Their kiss was not gentle, it was claiming, a vow renewed in sin. Greed’s hands sank into Lust’s hair, and Lust’s laughter, low and sinful, vibrated again

Roaming down past my belly button to my damp mound. With a hiss, I snap my eyes open to find the cause of this feeling. There he sat, I know he was Lust, by the way his eyes locked on mine even when everyone else's was dead set on Wrath and the growing tension between him and Mystery Man. His purple eyes glinted as he cocked his head to the side, eyeing me like a predator does his prey, like a greedy king to a mountain of gold. With curiosity and something hot. I look away, but the feeling didn't stray. The invisible fingers continued to play me like a strung guitar, slipping over my nipples, caressing my collarbone, and even playing with my hair. His energy was relentless and I had enough.

I walked around the house but couldn't find her. I had rushed down here after having sex with a total stranger. This was the second time I was doing such. I wondered what was going over me. My mind was filled with lust. The singer on that occasion, Mrs. Piatek, was good in bed. It looked like she was into me. Too bad I wasn't the type of person that believed in love. She was just a distraction for me.