Lustful Synonym Novels & Stories

C H A P T E R 8 : T H E H O T , S W E A T Y S E X Lust is a pleasure bought with pains, a delight hatched with disquiet, a content passed with fear, and a sin finished with sorrow. Demonax. ~

He laughed mockingly, "Just admit it, Wayne…” "Admit what?!" Wayne snorted. "You and Ms. Devon have LQ, right? Lover’s Quarell! That’s why you're becoming a workaholic now." Wayne was stunned by what his friend said. "W-what?! What are you talking about?! LQ? The fuck! For someone who doesn't have a love life like you, you know so much!”

He’s just too damn good at making my body feel great. Lust, like, love. Three ‘L’ words and I think I have them all covered.

He liked Victoria and felt she was the one he wanted but suddenly it felt as if he was just trying to make her the person for him when she wasn't so he decided to let go. "I wasn't joking but I am not going to mop around thinking of one woman when there are plenty of fishes in the river. Like I could get anyone I want and including her but then again, I do not want to stress it. I will just go back to the old me and do my no string attached shit." He said firmly. "You are unbelievable. Earlier you were acting like a man in love and now you are just..." Mr Smith trailed off as he thought of the perfect adjective to describe his friend with.

“Suck my cock.” In his gaze, I was perceived as a privileged princess, a girl who revelled in the lavish trappings provided by her doting father. Time seemed to pause as I sensed his radiant eyes narrowing, their brilliance dimming. With delicate fluttering, his ebony lashes gracefully framed the exquisite gemstones, while his lips curled into a mysterious smile, filled with a mischievous allure.

It was cold inside the room and his two air conditioners were on, but he seemed to be sweating and feeling hot inside himself. The young woman covered his lips that were almost grinding their teeth because of the excitement and passion of both of them. Even Adante suddenly felt heat in his body. He thinks that his masculinity always lives every time he observes closely the attractive face of his wife. That's why instead of restraining himself, he seems to have been carried away again by the burning of their hearts and their teasing feelings. He pulled Hera to sit and separated her two legs which were now placed on Adante's backside.

She showed Isabelle who smiled at her, words got stuck in her throat and she didn’t find enough words to thank her, Isabelle just laughed over it and told her to keep being herself. A shout erupted from Lettice who was breathing very fast and using her hand to fan herself. They all stared at her with questioning gazes while Alessandro felt tired of being around excited ladies. He felt exhausted and sad, all he wanted to do was either sleep with Isabelle in his arms or make love to her, each glance he took at her increased his arousal and she wasn’t being nice as she would wink at him when no one was watching, sometimes biting her lips seductively.

His hand was strong, proving that he was truly a mafia as described. I don't know why, but I began to breathe heavily. His eyes suddenly monitored my breasts which were slightly exposed as I had stoop low to wipe his face. I saw him gulped gently and continued staring into my bust. I wonder why he did that? Why is he staring at me lustfully? What is in his mind? Couldn't he just let me go? I made a gentle pull to get off his grip, however he tightened it. "You---Look" he paused and relented from saying anything further.

I set the glass filled with water and look at Alex who walked in through the door. I smiled, He was the sweetest out of all four. Kaden was nice and kind. But he was known for his flirty ways of talking. "Hello, Welcome home Alex," I said looking at him as he just stared at me with a neutral face, so void of emotion that I thought I did something wrong. "Um-"I dragged my voice as Kaden walked in the kitchen to grab some things. "Hey-"He called, walking towards me and I frown. He got close, too close. As my hands rest on the table behind me.