His Desire Novels & Stories

he told me as his fingers tightened on my waist, pulling me flush against his body and my half naked body shivered. I wore nothing except a revealing silk gown, "you seem to speak so much on sexual desires, Master Abigor, do you not wish to have some romance between us?" "There is much romance in sexual desires. Nonetheless, I do find myself to be quite the romantic gentleman. If you must know I will spend all waking moments with you. I wish to listen to you sing for me as I play the piano. I wish to watch you dance in the privacy of our bedroom and I wish to dance with you, swaying to the music played by an orchestra at a Ball where all eyes will be on us. I wish to kiss you as though my li

Pulling apart . I waved my hand . Door closed . I have got some talent . We giggled against each other . Stupid things we do . He placed me on the bed so carefully . As if I was made of some glass . He unbuttoned his shirt . Throwing it on the floor . I licked my lips in Desire . Watching his perfect abs . "Like what you see ?" He asked, smirking down . I nodded, smirking back . He leaned on the top of me "too bold , aren't we ?" He said s8cking my chin .

I ask a look of confusion on my face. “is that all women want? Smarts and money? I must be doing something wrong. Is that all you want?” he asks turning the question on me. “I want… Kindness, respect, consistency and patience.” I say looking back up at the roof. “That doesn’t sound like much to me” he says looking up at the roof too. I look back at him and he’s smiling softly. “No?” I ask still looking at him. “No.” he says looking back at me.

(Hum hass nahi rahe, kuch or baat hai) He said and entangled our fingers a little roughly. I felt my heart beating wildly when he kissed my nape but it calms down as he drifted into a sound sleep. The next few days of mine passed in taking care of him. I used to spend my time helping him with almost everything. I help him in bathing, eating, and roaming around a little. My whole day passes in his chamber talking to him and laughing at a lot of things. He also shared his perspective towards life as he thought that Life was something that should be lived on our wants and desire but it somehow hit me hard as I questioned him back 'on what cost we should fulfill our want and desires'.

"who are you and what do you want?!" Amber commanded even though though fear could clearly be heard in her voice. She tried to look tough even though she was a wreck deep inside her. "Oh you are a tough one hmm, I love tough ones especially when I crack them. Don't you just love that?" The second man spoke looking at her from head to toe then looking at the third man like seeking for approval from him. "Yes I love that very much, and this one will be very fun am sure" he responded while licking his lips and walking towards her, he squatted to her lever then started brushing his finger against her face like rubbing dew from a leaf.

tingles and sparks start going up my hand. "ren i hope you can hear me....you have to wake up i cant live without you this week has been so hard with you gone....you need to come back to me" jack says. i try to tighten my hand around his. he gasps which tells me i was able to grab his hand back. "o thank the goddess...ren open your eyes please i need to see your gorgous firey eyes." he says with so much need in his voice. i try to open my eyes but `fail.

A strange feeling ran through my body, I looked at that man's mouth and I couldn't resist, I kissed him. "Aisha, if you don't stop now, I won't be able to stop and I will do what I always wanted to do" "And what is your desire, Hassan?" "To take you for myself."

He couldn't accept my rejection, couldn't comprehend the depth of my disappointment. "Whether right or wrong, I don't care anymore, what matters now is you, us," he said, his voice a low rumble, his words a desperate plea for connection. I stood there, caught between the intensity of his desire and the clarity of my own heart. The night was filled with unspoken words, with the echoes of a love that was both beautiful and dangerous.

My heart starts beating faster and faster as I become aware of something I have never seen before. It's desire. He wants me so much that he doesn't even need to express it. His eyes perform all the work for him; they evaluate me and pierce my flesh with his hunger until his gaze heats my entire body. He is skilled at what he does. I can tell by the arrogant smirk on his face that this is the one he used to reserve for the other girls—the one that was never meant for me. And yet he still manages to pull me in.

No, his desires ran deeper than that. He wanted to find that one woman that he could truly connect with. Like his father had connected with his mother. His parents had been in love, right up until the end. That’s what he wanted. And that’s where he could see himself heading with Cassie. Except she couldn’t see him as anything more than a poor substitute for his cock-sucking stepbrother. Fuck. “Get it to-fucking-gether,” he growled at his reflection. “Stop being a pansy-ass pussy bitch.”