Intimate Obsessions Novels & Stories

An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

INTIMACY (Baby) Charlie's POV "Come on baby," I hushed as I slammed my lips to hers. She took two steps backwards letting her back hit the elevator. I slid my finger into her short miniskirt and started fingering her. She moaned crazily into my mouth as we kissed roughly, her hands were wrapped tightly around my neck. I slid two additional finger into her V making it three fingers, her moans became more loud. It sounded so sweet to my ears.

In my past relationships, I haven’t been able to have sex with any of them as I would begin to develop rashes when we got intimate, even with my ex-girlfriend, Annabel. I knew I was rough with her, even though it was her first time, but I couldn’t control my animalistic instinct, as I tried to get what I was deprived off, it left me baffled to how she was able to walk out of the room. My eyes moved to the rumbled sheet on the bed, and saw blood stains.

intimate. I quickly pressed my finger against the screen, trying to shut off the video, but my hands were trembling too much to make a precise move. My heart hammered in my chest, a cold sweat broke out across my palms. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. My mind reeled. What was this? Why? Why now!

He whispered my name in a velvet, intoxicating tone… full of something that ignited something in me I couldn’t extinguish… I responded physically, clenching my thighs involuntarily, struck by an overwhelming rush of desire. "Mr. Dorian…" I murmured his name, barely audible. He smiled lightly, then buried his nose in my neck, sighing deeply, as if my existence were the air he needed. "Insanity." The word left him in a lustful, dazed tone, and though it startled me… I was the most intoxicated of the two.

"I still can't believe your bother is a murder. He has been pretty quiet over the years." "Yeah until she came into his life. My brother had a sick obsession with my mother. I was fourteen and Dalton was only sixteen. My mother married his father. I was happy about having a brother, but then I started to notice things with Dalton were not right. He followed my mother around like a lost dog. I would catch him standing in her bedroom. Just watching her sleep. I tried to tell my mother the things I was witnessing, but she would just blow them off. My mother was a good woman and she was good to Dalton. I think he took it in a different way. It was almost like he was in love with her. She was sma

I felt the presence of someone by my side and I felt observed, but I was alone, it was just my fears taking strength. I had thousands of unanswered questions and little by little I was losing what little sanity I had left. I couldn't go on living like this, I was feeling stressed all the time and my body was starting to suffer, my hair was falling out in an abnormal way and my headaches and stomach aches had intensified. Not to mention that my relationship with Isaac was already quite deteriorated and that situation could end up separating us. The only ones who kept their composure were my parents because they ignored everything that was happening to me, I didn't want to worry them but they

With no space to go further back,she stopped. I moved closer to her ..Man ! The smell of her..She smelled like a fresh flower..My inner bee is so eager to devour that flower.. My breath is giving goosebumps to her entire body..She started biting her lips in nervousness..Shit Riya!! I badly wanted to do that for her.Lust is currently overtaking my mind..That lips belong to me and only i have that right.. This thought reminded me of yesterday's incident on which Riya smiled for that piece of shit...

I walked to the casket of both my mother and Caramel, letting out all the words that I needed to let out. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." Someone said, patting my back from behind. I didn't bother to further know who the person was when I looked at the person but only nodded and moved away, returning to my seat. Justin, how could you?! I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe that Justin could murder my loved ones just so he could have me. What sort of stupid obsession was this? Why couldn't he just let me be and let's go our separate ways?