He Craved My Love When I Stopped Serving Him Novel Novels & Stories

Rubbing his hands together, he leans forward with a heavy sigh and rests his elbows on his knees. "I am doing as fine as I can. There's just... Have you ever just craved someone? Craved their company, or to hear the sound of their laughter? To feel the warmth that is shared when your bodies are entangled?" I still, knowing full well he is referring to Cassandra as being the one he craves. And that same pain hits my side again because I crave the same person. "I love her, Crayvin, and I want her back. I want Cassandra back."

Then he broke. "I can't stop thinking about you." His voice cracked. "Every night. Every morning. Every time I close my eyes, I see you on your knees, looking up at me. And I…." He pressed his palm against his forehead, like he was trying to press the thoughts out. "I've never wanted anyone like this. I've never needed anyone like this. And it terrifies me." I closed the distance between us. I reached up and touched his face, tracing the line of his jaw. He closed his eyes, leaning into my touch like a starving man.

She slowly began to read the poem aloud, her voice trembling slightly as she did, [In yon chamber, by passion's sweetest grace, Where love's birds upon quilts find their rightful place, A tale of ardent longing doth now unfold, In poses of desire, their story's told. Her skin doth glow with allure's gentle grace, While his manhood doth share secrets, none can trace. In stolen moments of fervent, fervid delight, Her tongue, like a parrot, seeks desire's height...] Madelyn's voice created a soft melody that reached deep into Zach's heart. As she read, she couldn't help but be embarrassed at the sound of Zach's heavy breathing on the other end of the line. She wished she could cover her ears an

Anklets (on my feet), kohl (in my eyes), Bracelets (on my hand), everything is calling out to you Come my beloved come, Your close ones are calling out to you Come, my beloved O my lover, O my partner You do not know about this I am indebted to you for so many things The amount of trust that I have in God, I have that same amount of trust in you Come ... He drank the whole bottle of whisky finding her face everywhere. His throat burn still he did not stop just started to drink heavily forgetting that his Jaan never like that smell. “JAAN. Forgive me... I have given you only pain, nothing else. Doesn't it JAAN?” He asked question from her reflection in the bottle. “But jaan, I really loved yo

My chest tightened, and heat pooled between my thighs. "You’re a naughty little servant," he said. "Tell me, why are you so wet?" "Because…" I hesitated, shivering under his touch. My body felt on fire, every nerve alive. "Because of what?" he demanded, striking the outer part of my thigh with the red whip. "Because of you, Master," I said, hips lifting slightly. "I’ve been imagining your cock inside me. I’ve been craving it." "You are my servant. You are not worthy of my cock," he said.

I put my head on the crook of Chad's neck and nuzzled him. He was still bristling with anger, but I could feel it dissipating with my touch. He tightened his hold on me, and his heart's rhythm became much more steady. I never thought I could love a man more than I ever loved Jasper, but I have fallen head over heels for the Lycan King. My heart skipped... I love Chad. I just hope he never resents my child after the horrible things Jasper said.

The powerful older man stood with his muscular arms crossed over his broad chest, dark hair catching the light, sharp green eyes devouring every curve beneath my thin summer dress. Heat flooded between my thighs instantly. I was already wet, just from the way he stared. After my grandmother’s death left me drowning in medical bills, this job was supposed to be my salvation. But the second I saw Sebastian, all I could think about was how badly I wanted him to ruin me. I wasn’t some shy, innocent girl, I was a wild thing who craved cock like air, always aching for the next dirty thrill. I gripped the handle of my old suitcase tighter, biting my lip as a fresh pulse of arousal throbbed through

"I left my world, my family, my kind to be with the love of my life, I thought all I needed was love, I never knew love is not enough. Betrayal is real in the journey of love. I love dan, I gave him my heart, but he betrayed me, he chose his kind over me, he believed in their words over me. It hurts, seeing who I abandoned my kind for, couldn't abandon his for me. It felt like a dagger was struck into my heart when he looked into my eyes and called me evil, just like her kind. I have nothing left for me in the human world again, I'm going back to my world. My love failed," Tears pricked up from Jeanne's eyes as she read the epilogue of the novel in her hands, she just finished reading ''MY L

He had learned to control himself. To function despite the absence. To continue moving forward even when part of him remained trapped in the past. But the truth remained unchanged. He had loved her. And he still did. Six years had not been enough to erase her. Perhaps nothing ever would be. Outside, the city continued its endless movement. Inside, Ricardo remained still. A man who had everything. And yet, nothing. Amelia was gone. And he was the one who had let her go.

Her life is very difficult. She no longer cares about his self-respect. With Fero wanting to come back to him he was already happy. "If you really love me the way I am and not for any reason Cassandra. You won't come back to me when I'm rich again like now. Meanwhile, when I was poor, you threw me away. If you really love me the way I am. You should stay away from me now! Because I'm already happy!" shouted Fero loudly. "Seeing me happy also makes you happy right? Then what's your excuse now?" said Fero with a mocking smile.