Her Sin, His Obsession Novels & Stories

She bypassed this world entirely once the cello bow was in her hands and her fingers brushed over the strings. Grace Hale transferred into some goddess mode, making it hard to look away from her peaceful face and content smile. She found herself in music, wiping out all the worries this world had offered. And that was cute. However, I didn't like it. At all. Why? The answer was simple; she found pleasure where I didn't exist, and that was the last thing I wanted. I was deep in this play. The game my heart and head were playing finally had a name. “Obsession.” Yes, I recognized my feelings for this young woman were called "obsession." The one sentiment most mature independent women found nuis

“Trust me.” His answer was a growl which vibrated in my bones. A grudging sound that told me this wasn't over but he'd try to hold himself down — for now. Still, the memory of how close I’d come to losing him in front of her made my gut twist. If I hadn’t pulled hard, he would’ve… hell, I don’t even want to think about what he would’ve done to her. Just what the hell is in her scent? Why does she smell like sin and salvation all at once?

i am crying softly now, and I still stifle out a response. "Make me cum, please. Oh, Mr. Sin, I want to cum so badly it hurts," I confess. The grin that sprowls over Sin's face makes me doubt if I am dealing correctly with a man like Sin. "Good girl. I enjoy hearing you beg for what you want," he murmurs. I notice how close he is to my pussy and his breath hitting my clit forced me to widen my thighs. *** ***SINCLAIR'S POV*** Summer is a fucking addiction. A woman like her would make me beg on my knees to worship. And when I close my mouth on her holy temple, I hear her cry out.

I gasped. “Oh, I will,” she whispered. “And you will scream, and you will cry, and you will beg. And he will hear nothing. He will see nothing. And then… he will know. You are mine. And broken.” I jerked my head back, trying to pull away. “You… you’re insane! Damien… he will stop you!” Her laugh was soft, deadly, echoing in the small room. “Stop me? Let him try. Let him come. I want him to see you like this. Helpless. Afraid. Broken. And I will enjoy every second of it.”

I shivered as cool air hit my swollen, sensitive pussy. “Jonathan…” I started, but the words died in a sharp cry when I felt his tongue on me. He licked me slowly at first, dragging his tongue along the folds of my pussy. He did it again and again, before spreading me wider with two fingers and went back in with his tongue. Pressing deeper into me. The sensation was filthy and overwhelming. He groaned deeply against me, the vibration making my hips buck. “Fuck, Elena… you taste like sin.” His tongue circled my clit then dipped lower to push inside me, scooping out more of the creamy mess and swallowing it with obvious relish.

His hideous soul had overpowered his beautiful features. His lips on her, she shuddered in revulsion. She felt filthy and used after he was done with her and the feeling continued to haunt her all day. He forced her to do a sin. An inexcusable sin. He kissed her forcefully and shattered her dream of experiencing it for the first time with her husband. He is engaged then why is he doing this? she lamented to herself. Why so brutal?

“They’re gone. Completely gone. And you, Sophia, are the reason. God only knows what kind of spell you’ve put on me, but every time I touch you I feel like a complete sinner—and I absolutely love it. I never imagined, not even in my wildest dreams, that I would enjoy committing the same sins again and again, but I do. And it feels so damn right.” His words sent a blaze of desire rushing through her entire body. She had meant to make him lose control, but now she felt herself teetering on the edge as well. He was intoxicating—like a dangerous drug she could not resist. “You know, I once heard that once you commit the greatest sin, nothing else you do afterward counts as sinful anymore,” she w

Then she dug her heels into his back and fucking sent him to hell. Their first joining was frantic, frenzied, all shades of fast and by the time she reached her peak he was following closely behind. Throwing his head back he groaned in ecstasy before collapsing on the bed and taking her with him so he won’t suffocate her by dropping his weight on her. He drew circles around her back then withdrew. “What’s your name?” Sin asked directly to her ear. The huskiness in his voice much more prominent than it was earlier on. “We really skipped the pleasantry part didn’t we?” Her voice was angelic, like music to his soul.

Her blood ran cold when she felt his touch tainting her skin. "Because a sinner is not afraid to commit any kind of sin, Miss Meier," he clarified all her doubts with his reply. Her breathing deepened by finding him so close to her. Leaning closer to her ear, he tightened his hold around her waist. "Just like I am not afraid of committing any kind of sin with you, cara mia," he whispered against her ear and then tenderly grazed his lips against her skin. Her body shuddered and filled with disgust at his touch.

Her perfect Sin Intro: He was her cousin, but she didn't care. This sinful desire, the sparks, the chemistry she could feel! Since she feels it, it's not a crime or sin Is it? Liliana's P.O.V. Lilly. I never want to hurt or deceive you,” he whispered gruffly. “You just need to trust me.” “I do trust you, with all of me.” I wrapped my arm around his neck and shoulders, shifting on his lap, teasing him relentlessly until he smiled.