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Every forbidden thought. “I… I…” My voice faltered, weak against the storm building between us. “Say it,” he commanded, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me dizzy. “Say it, Jade. Admit that you want this as much as I do. Admit it before I decide I’m taking what I want anyway.” I wanted to. God, I wanted to. But fear—stupid, rational, humiliating fear, clamped down on my chest. And yet even as I tried to pull away, the ache in my body betrayed me. The craving was too real, too raw, too damn human.

She was an embodiment of captivating sensuality, a magnet for desire that stirred a primal longing within him. Caught in the grips of an intoxicating mixture of curiosity and arousal, Aiden found himself unable to look away. His own desires ignited, his body responding to the alluring spectacle before him. This unexpected encounter had awakened a side of him that he never knew existed, fueling his darkest fantasies and leaving him yearning for more.

She froze in fear as he got closer to her, the scent of smoke hit her nostrils as he got too close to her. They were inches apart and she could feel his breathe on her face, his eyes were red and his pupils were dilated. “Are you okay?” He whispered and she nodded in response, she stared at his lips and felt the urge to take it into hers. Somehow the fear she felt was gone and replaced with lust. Draven suddenly buried his face in her neck and inhaled her scent, she felt his tongue on her skin and she shivered. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to himself, he held onto her tightly.

Linda did hook up with guys here and there, but she never settled down. "Having a boyfriend is the least of my worries right now. Right now, I'm striving to pass this internship and maybe making my own clothing line, and I don't have to worry about stupid Andrei barking orders at me like I'm his slave. Like what the hell is wrong with that guy? Is he on his period or something I swear—" "Deep breath Linds," I instruct her. She inhaled then exhaled. "Sorry it's just... Andrei drives me nuts." She tucked her hair behind her ears. "I'm thinking of dying my hair blonde. I've been a brunette for a long time."

After staring at it for a while I pulled my hair in frustration. I am losing myself day by day. I couldn't think straight. The more our relationship is getting better, the more I am losing myself in the pool of desires. My urges, My wants, My desires, All of them are increasing day by day. I won't be able to hold myself any longer. I am losing to my needs. I don't know when I'll lose myself but I know that it won't be any longer. My need to crave her. She is arousing me. My Lust is getting stronger. My obsession with her is making me insane. My urge to claim her as mine is intense. I want her.

Lust is sad to be passionate, strong desire characterized mostly by some sexual craving. Now, one may argue that this shows agreed, while others defend themselves by saying that it is purely a feeling of yearning that we all go through at some point in our lives. The second explanation will lead to people believing that this feeling is normal and not something to be ashamed of. However, the first explanation may direct people to think that what they are feeling is an abomination, especially from a religious stand point.

My body is on fire and exploding with my desires. "This was really a bad move, Princess, now I can't control myself. You aroused me." He breathed against my lips and kissed me deeply and passionately, holding my hair back and clutching my waist from his other hand, yanking me closer to himself. This is intense and the sweetest kiss because we're tasting the chocolate from each other mouths through our tongues. Wow, this is so damn amazing. I want him to keep kissing me till infinity. My whole body is burning with profound and wild desires.

His fingers brushed there, and I moaned softly, pushing them against my heat. "Feel how wet I am for you," I whispered intimately. "I've been waiting for this all day long, touching myself thinking of your cock stretching me." His hand trembled slightly and his fingertips grazed my clit through the lace, sending sparks up my spine. It was so fucking intimate, his hand there, feeling my heat pulse, my juices coating his skin even through the fabric. I ground against him slowly, showing him exactly what he did to me, how my pussy wept for his cock.

I lifted my hand slightly, calming him even as my own heart thundered. “You’re asking me to choose,” I said slowly. “Yes.” Mary’s voice softened. “They want to see which desire you value enough to anchor reality to.” “And the others?” I asked. “They will not be erased,” the second said. “But they will be… released.” The word felt hollow. I turned away from Elliot, forcing myself to breathe. All this time, desire had been danger because it was uncontrolled. Forbidden because it disrupted order. Now they wanted to use it.

"You feel so amazing!" "I'm not done yet, sweetheart," he growls, his eyes smoldering with lust. "There's so much more I want to show you." Her eyes are wide and filled with anticipation, her breathing ragged and uneven. Kade can smell the intoxicating scent of her arousal, and it drives him wild. "What do you want, Lily?" he asks, his voice thick with desire. "Tell me what you want. What you really want, your deepest dirty desires that you never voiced"