Husband Wants Novels & Stories

The question landed like a spark on dry tinder. My mouth went dry even as everything else flooded with want. I swallowed hard and tried to speak. The words came out trembling, barely above a whisper. “You…” My voice cracked. “I want you.” His gaze dropped to my lips, then lower lingering on the way my chest rose and fell, on the hard peaks of my nipples, on the way my trembling thighs.. “I am your husband Sunshine.” His thumb brushed the corner of my mouth, parting my lips. "You already have me....what exactly do you want?" He whispered lips brushing mine as our breaths mingled intimately.

he remarks and I let out a smile that he can’t see. “Do you fucking want this?” Why the hell was he asking me this, does anyone of my actions tell him that I do not want to be fucked. I want to have a feel of my husband. He pulled his fingers out and I cry out in disappointment, “Please” I beg to put it back in.

"Do we really need a new hose? You said that you wanted us to hold a wedding soon, how do we hold a wedding and buy a house at the same time?" "Your husband is so rich my dear wife, he will buy you a mansion and hold a wedding at the same time. I also want to buy you a new car because you refused to drive the cars that are already here. Your car will be a surprise because you already have a problem with us buying a house. I love my wife so much and I wanna spoil her, I want your age mates to respect you and your family to bow down to you." " How will you know the car that I like when it's being a surprise?"

He yelled loudly and emphasized the word husband. “Why do you want to still stay with him after all he's put you through?” He asked me as he sat down next to me. “Because he is trying. He is trying really hard. He wants to work out things between us. He has been following my conditions. He hasn't tried to dominate me. He is being considerate and listens to what I say. For the first time in a long time, the thing between us feels like a proper marriage. He is trying his best to be the man I want him to be. He doesn't want to give up on our relationship so soon and neither do I.”

I'm just saying something to entertain hubby. "No." He said as hard as his arm charoott! "Heheh I said, no." "What do you want for your birthday, hubby?" "Nothing." Why aren't you there? We all probably have a favorite gift on our birthday. "What? Tell me?" I insisted while shaking his shoulder. "I don't want a present like things, okay. I want a present for my birthday..." "Hey, what?" hubby really likes to hang around, he can just say it right away.

"Clean this mess up and throw it in the trash. The sight of this domestic performance nauseates me when you know the only thing that would make me feel better is your inheritance.” I stifled a sob at his harsh words. "Please, Cassian, I just wanted a nice dinner..." "I don't want dinner. I want a sign of appreciation for marrying you and being your shield for all these years while you’re like a vegetable," he interrupted, his voice thick. He never missed an opportunity to tell me how lucky I was to have him as a husband but I didn’t really mind. “Cassian—” “You know what I want already. Get it done so we can be one happy family like we used to be but until then, stay out of my hair."

“When I want something—really want it—I don’t give a fuck about the obstacles. I don’t stop until I get it. You should know that by now.” Her breath stutters. “And right now?” he murmurs. “I have you. All of you. You can’t deny that.” She blushes fiercely, turning her face away. “God… you’re insane.” “I have a request,” he says suddenly, and her gaze snaps back to his. “What is it?” “I want you to leave your husband. For me.” Her heart skips. Her breath catches. “I can’t take it anymore, Amanda. Watching you walk around the house like nothing’s wrong, lying in bed with him, pretending…” His voice breaks. “It’s driving me insane. I want you. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”

"I wish I could have been there, watching it all happen again. I really like the idea of watching you fuck and not being a part of it. I want to watch my naughty slut of a wife take another cock." She moaned at his words, feeling her orgasm build. The thought of her husband getting excited at her infidelity was driving her crazy with excitement. "You're going to make me cum so fucking hard baby," she groaned. "I want you to cum with me. Fill my pussy up with your cum baby. I want it so bad."

Something uneasy. Lucien quickly shook his head. “I don’t want to.” He held her gaze, his voice steady but soft. “I don’t want a divorce. But I know what we decided before. And I know… I wasn’t a good husband.” He paused, choosing his words carefully. “I embarrassed you. I acted without thinking. I made things worse between us. I understand why you wanted to leave.” His fingers tightened slightly against the bedsheet. “But I am not the same anymore.” His voice dropped.

Your husband does everything but love you," he said and I nodded in agreement. “Of course. I'm very aware what kind of husband wishes for the wife not to remember anything. Why would he wish such downpour on me? It is terrible, honestly. And I feel really terrible watching him act like he loved me. How long am I going to have to keep this up?” I asked, feeling fed up already. I worried about my future. “For as long as possible,” he said, trying to convince me to keep going but I didn’t know how long I would last.