Intense Desires Novels & Stories

Desire ignites like magma in my body, like a volcano erupting. I'm burning with a passion... I desire her with all my passion and desire, I want to fuck her, I've lost my mind, but I can't help feeling this way about her. All I wanted at this moment was to just give her a kiss, so she knows that my body desires her, and we won't let her go so easily, not for now. I know she desires me in the same way that I desire her, we can't resist what we feel, we both want more and more.

"Do you know what you would do to me, to urge me on to fulfill your desires. I think you are very skilled at the caresses that drives a man to madness. You act like a seductress I have dreamt about for a very long time, just that I don't get to see her face, because she's always masked. Be damned to the devil in you, I know you had planned to seduce me right, until I get a hard and huge boner for you. You don't even know what you do to me. You make me so hard that I always end up jerking off thinking about you, thinking of what fulfillment and pleasures your small lips could bring to me. I want you Janelle, I really want you", he panted, as he slurred his words. He was heavy with desire for

'He was a bad boy with a rusted mind that was filled with raw passion and desires. And that— scared her.' *** Ethan grabbed her arms quite roughly that it was covered in little angry red print. He knew she didn’t love him back, but he could not resist. He leaned in a little closer, their foreheads touching each other while he pulled her by the waist kissing her roughly. Dear god, he could not fight against the thoughts that were going through him. Her very smell was flooding his senses now. All Ethan thought was about her and only her.

Putting the bud in my mouth, I inhaled and let the smoke rush through my brain and puffed out. In twenty-nine years, I've never committed a mass murder impulsively. One would think it would be satisfying, but instead, there's a hollow where my heart should be according to human anatomy. Was it normal that only a few emotions surged through me—rage, thrill—but never have I felt this out of control? For a woman on top of that. She consumed my thoughts, an obsession that burned hotter than anything I'd ever known. I wanted her. I wanted to possess her, to make her mine in every way.

"What do you want me to do to you?" "Please beat me," I whine, my voice quivering with desire. "And then. And then I would like for you to fuck the shit out of me, as hard as you can, so that I can't walk for days." Holy shit! where did reverend sister Lily go?

The harsh slapping of our skin, his seriousness in digging into me, and my moans of pleasure were the only things I desired at this moment. “Liam, can you fuck me until I have no strength left?” I whispered, putting an arm around his neck. “Sure,” he increased the speed of banging me, and I moaned in great delight. “I want to fuck you every day if possible, stepsis,” he said before kissing me deeply. We both know what we’re doing was impermissible, but we just couldn’t help it. We’d already tasted the bait and, like fish, we’d been hooked. We couldn’t stop now. Even if this path led straight to destruction, at least it was a pleasurable path.

Maybe it was my tendency or my nature that had become like this, but the problem was that it was getting very difficult for me. I had just opened my shirt when I felt my inner wolf was struggling to come out of this intoxication. There was only and only lust in my mind now, so I pushed him back into my mind. This girl was provoking me. Maybe he likes to play hard. I removed the sheet over him. I could clearly see the form of that sleeping beauty in my sharp eyes, which now had a veil of lust. I could not see the face due to light work, but I found it to be more beautiful than before. No makeup, innocence full of innocence was tempting me. I went close to him and smelled his scent. "Wonderful

“Do you have any idea what you do to me? Hmm?” I tried to respond, but his fingers hooked under my chin, silencing me. “No, sweetheart. You don’t get to answer until I let you.” His grip tightened, possessive and unyielding. His gaze was unrelenting, locked on mine with the kind of intensity that made it hard to breathe. “You need to learn something, Bella,” he said, his voice deep and low. “I know exactly what you want, what you crave—even when you won’t admit it.”

CADEN “Yearning,” I repeated, rubbing the back of my neck as I tried to come up with something that wouldn’t sound stupid. “I know it’s longing,” I began. “Wanting something so badly you can’t stop thinking about it. But to strengthen it, we can define it as an intense desire for someone or something.”

The whole day after Mom announced her trip, I was a mess. Every time I looked at Alexander, my body reacted against my will. My pussy would throb, remembering how his fingers felt inside me the night before. I kept scolding myself in my head. *This is so wrong. He’s married to your mother. He’s your stepfather. What kind of daughter are you becoming?* But no matter how much I tried to fight it, the ache between my legs only got worse. I still really wanted to see him but I couldn't as Mom stayed over. I'm starting to crave him and he hasn't even fucked me yet. I shouldn't even be thinking about this. He's twice my age and married to my mother.... But it sure feels so fucking good. I want mor