Leveling Through Lust Novels & Stories

I could sense his yearning too, feeling the hardness of his desire. Wayne's eyes gleamed with anticipation at my words. The subsequent events unfolded rapidly. In my pajamas, I shed them with haste, mirroring his urgency. He stood tall, while I lay at the edge of the bed, legs spread wide. "I want it rough, Leigh. Can we do that?" He inquired, his hand gliding over his arousal. The sight of his proud, throbbing length sent a surge of electricity coursing through me. I nodded. Could I deny him now, when I was aflame with the same fervor?

Sean demanded lustily. His hands tightened on the sides of my hips, his fingers digging slightly into my skin. Turned on by his dirty talk, I began moving on top of him. Just like he wanted, I began riding his cock in wild abandon as I bounced my hips up and down his love stick. His cock slid in and out of my hole as I grinded my pussy up and down this massive length. My body weight made sure that I could take him in deeply each time I sat down onto his upstanding cock.

Roaming down past my belly button to my damp mound. With a hiss, I snap my eyes open to find the cause of this feeling. There he sat, I know he was Lust, by the way his eyes locked on mine even when everyone else's was dead set on Wrath and the growing tension between him and Mystery Man. His purple eyes glinted as he cocked his head to the side, eyeing me like a predator does his prey, like a greedy king to a mountain of gold. With curiosity and something hot. I look away, but the feeling didn't stray. The invisible fingers continued to play me like a strung guitar, slipping over my nipples, caressing my collarbone, and even playing with my hair. His energy was relentless and I had enough.

The sight was overwhelming that lust Burst into my without much Ado. Before I could manage a moan, my husband lowered his head unto my pussy at once. This movement was more tender and at the same time slow. I allowed myself to be carried away by lust as Lycan pleasure me with his tongue and teeth. He thrusted into my pussy with his tongue, licking all the part that I never know could send me pleasure like this one. While he was doing this, his hands crawl up to my breasts, caressing them at the same time more softly. I thought I would went craze with lust and passion that fills and Burst up in me.

His eyes were dark, burning with a possessive lust that made my breath hitch. "This pussy is mine. You're mine." I moaned out as he reached down between us, his thumb finding my clit again. He rubbed it in tight circles as he continued to pound into me. The added stimulation pushed me toward the edge again, faster than I thought possible. "I'm gonna cum again," I gasped, my nails raking down his back, leaving red welts in his skin. "Oh god, Levi, don't stop!" "Cum for me," he urged, his thrusts becoming erratic, losing their rhythm as he approached his own peak. "Cum all over my cock."

Lev triggered her desire cunningly. Her sex-starving mind forced her to accept the deal, but as a mother, she couldn't accept and tolerate Lev's ruthlessness. "I'm free for you," he said breathlessly, purposely to trigger her hunger. Additionally, he stepped closer to her and made her hand grab his standing cock forcefully. Her fingers trembled and refused to go on his way as she desperately stared down at the showering water flowing into the hole. His hot breath kissed her ear. "You can have me, dear. Come on!"

Lust was enveloping my entire body, and my sex drive was rising with intense fervor. She spoke again, and her lines were quite longer than what she had told me a while ago, but I still could not understand her. The level of my comprehension gradually became low. I ended up moving my head lopsidedly but did not utter even a single word. I just took off her pants despite her squirm. It led her feet to hit me over the face and head. Touching her legs up to her thighs, I proved that her skin was very smooth and soft. The pleasure of holding it over and over again crept up on me. She kicked me, however, I was numb when it comes to pain... but responsive when it comes to lust.

I gasped, freezing in place. He raised his hand at me, flicking his fingers, beckoning me to come closer. My whole being lit up with heat, my body feeling much too warm for the thin clothes that I wore. I gulped, pushing the door open more and unhurriedly entering the room, closing the space between us until we were a foot apart. I peeked up into his eyes as he stared down at me, “Do you wanna know how to shift quickly?” He purred, making my body shiver. “The most intense emotion of all.” He reached up to cup my face, “Lust.”

"I want an experienced woman like you, please teach me about satisfaction, and then I will give you millions of pleasures," Oh, my goodness. I have to suppress this turbulent feeling. I don't want to be tricked by a young man who will only make me a slave to his lust. I know this is just a ploy by him to lower my self-esteem. I have to be more able to endure the turmoil of this feeling that is chasing me. The heat that quenches the thirst of lust. "You said you would take me to bed and I don't like playing in tight spaces where I can't, ah—"

He smiled and continued licking her into insanity. She moaned as his tongue worked magic on her. He noticed her breathing become quicker and increased the pressure of his tongue. She came soon after, spilling herself all over his mouth. He looked at her and swallowed it. She then stared at him, eyes filled with lust, as she pushed him down on the bed and straddled him. They both moaned, enjoying the friction between them. She guided him into her and took him in one thrust, riding him. He watched her through lidded eyes as her breasts bounced.