Husband Wants Novels & Stories

“It is what I want, my wife. Understand, a man needs variety. A man needs to expand his horizons and spread his seed into the wind.” I clutched it my stomach. “Do you think maybe you've spread your seed to me?” “I guess.” He ran his tongue across his teeth, not losing that wicked smile. “If I haven't already, we'll keep trying until I do. That is one video that I wouldn't want Justin to miss out on. We want him to share in our wonderful news, don't we?” I pressed my palms to the heat on my cheeks. “I want that more than anything, as long as it's what you want, my love.”

My hands curled into fists, wanting to grab something, or even someone. My feet were already moving of their own accord, ready to put distance away from them. I tried my best; lord knew that I did, but there was something about this moment that had me all claws and teeth. I had never had issues with Izaak; he was one of the newest additions to the department and a very important one. He was pretty much chill, but right now, seeing him so close to my wife, all of his niceness dissolved. However, for my wife, I tried. Tried to be a perfect husband even though my hands remained possessively fixed on her waist.

"What? Reluctant to kill your husband?" Bradley pinched Esther's chin, his cool fingers caressing the blood on Esther's lips. In anguish, Esther asked, "Bradley, what... What do you want?" "Guess!" Bradley smirked and kissed her. He had become the master of Esther's life. He wanted her to live. He wanted her to die. He wanted her to be his captive forever. - It wasn't clear how much time had passed when Bradley reluctantly released Esther. He seemed addicted to her.

He hates Rita to the core and would always make it shown by his words and actions. "I know I made a mistake and I want to rectify it" Nathan spoke out. "Now that it's late already? Now that you already have a daughter from your Mistress?" Mr. Hawthorne fired. Nathan got to his feet immediately. He was already getting irritated with his Father's words. Stacy is his wife and he'd get her back to him without any hindrance. He had waited a long time for five years and he didn't think he could anymore, his patience was running out.

“You think you’ve got everything figured out, don’t you? But let me ask you something. Where’s your wife, Lucas? She left you, didn't she? You're so good at getting everything to work out in your favor, everything falling down before your feet… except your marriage.” The jab hits harder than I expect, but I don’t let it show. I just sit there, listening as he takes his shots. “Unlike you,” he continues, “some of us actually value the sacred bond of marriage. I don’t intend to fail. Julie and I? We’re going to stay married. Right up until death do us part.” I smile. “Let’s hope you live long, then, Mr. O’Brien.” “Are you threatening me?”

Alice’s POV How about I give you a baby?” I turned my head to look at my husband beside me and tried to cl“imb onto his chest with my hands to caress it. “Alice, how many times have I told you,” he drawled while getting out of the bed, his voice clipped and irritated. “It was my grandfather’s wish that I marry you. Don’t try to tie me down with a child” I sat up, clutching the sheets, trying not to let the sting show on my face. “I didn’t mean it like that,” I murmured, biting my lip to keep the tremor in my voice from escaping. “I wasn’t trying to trap you.”

In reply she said " obviously, she'll. She must be with her husband now who love her with all of his." Jackson just hummed with her reply but deep down he also thinking because her husband didn't give nice impression to him at first when they met at party since his aggressive behavior towards his wife, the way he was talking to him or even with Emily, it's just beyond frustrating but he doesn't want to disturb her moments as they drifted into sleep with holding each other.

“It’s been a rough day. Work stuff.” Andrea’s heart sank. She wanted to believe him, but everything inside screamed otherwise. “You can tell me.” He sighed, his shoulders slumping. “I don’t want to drag you into this.” “Gabriel, I’m your wife!” she said, voice steady but hurt. “You don’t get to shut me out.” He hesitated, then said, “I’m sorry, Andrea. I just need some time, okay?!" “Where are you going?” she asked as he grabbed his coat by the door.

He whispered. "I don't want to" she whispered back. "But you are in good mood today. I'll be gentle so we can't make noise. Please I need to..." He slowly moves his arms around her for a hug. But she slapped his arm "I'm not in the mood" "This is the first time you rejected me..." He took a deep breath. He is actually so frustrated because he can't remove Sarah's moaning earlier and the fact it actually makes him hard... but his wife should not know about this.

"Yeah, okay, I just wanted to tell you the news, but if you take a shower first, I'll wait at the dining table." "Can we take a shower together," he whispered and I immediately hooked my arm around his arm. The husband's wishes should not be rejected because then he will seek satisfaction with another woman. "Oh yes, your son wants to come home," he said and I frowned, "Gree want to go home too?" "Why, too?" He repeated what I said. We were both surprised, I slipped straight in and pushed my lips in.