Midnight Pleasure Novels & Stories

Little flame of lust began burning my skin as raw pleasure attacked my drenched folds. The night is long at the same time short. The clothes I have packed and the supposedly flight by midnight was long forgotten. As we immersed ourselves in the worldly pleasure. We spend the night tossing and turning the sheet until the new morning sun was peeking out from the horizon. I haven't gotten sleep yet. However, Martin had his eyes tightly shut. His breathing was even. I smiled at his sight. He look so peaceful, tranquil and tired. Martin has a strong and clean jaw line, as he always maintain a clear appearance in his line of work. He never kept beard nor mustache even though he wants to. His hair

The Midnight Limited was one of the last grand historic trains still running overnight routes through the American Midwest. Leo Bennett, 28, had booked a private sleeper cabin for the sheer nostalgia of it. He loved old things , jazz records, vintage watches, and the quiet romance of trains that smelled of polished wood and coal smoke. He had no idea the train came with its own legend.

A mischievous smirk dances across my lips, as I surrender to the intoxicating pleasure of our forbidden desires. “I love you Sage were almost there,” I whisper breathlessly as she expertly navigates the winding roads, sending shivers down my spine. The taste of desire lingers on my lips as my body yearns for release. “I love you too Cole now make me yours I love when you climax inside of me,” she purrs, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. The scent of passion hangs in the air as my hands firmly grasp her supple curves, guiding our bodies together in a rhythm as old as time. The anticipation of claiming Midnight’s pack fuels my every move, a surge of adrenaline rushing through my veins.

Adora helplessly argued. "Is that so? Then she is welcome to do her worst!" Further attempts to convince Edwardo to release the siren were futile. The man was too blinded by greed to see the impending doom. And it came. The quiet waters of the golden seas suddenly became turbulent as several groups of sirens in their hundreds swam towards the surface. At exactly midnight, the scaly-tailed creatures crawled out of the water, shifting immediately to dazzling beauties. They ventured into the city and the once quiet night was disturbed with screams and cries of agony.

/səˈlāSHəs/ arousing or appealing to sexual desire or imagination. Saints and Sinners may be separated by their actions, but they are united by their reaction to passion. - Gaiven Clairmont Laila Beg for him? Men are the ones who beg not me. But fuck! He makes my core ache. We entered the double doors of the club. The amusement sparkled within me because of the different strings of neon lights surrounding the club or how the placement of the dim lights with red and blue hints under every table.

Jettison POV The air was stale in the shadowed corner of the Midnight Club—one of the most flourishing spots for sin in the whole of Black moore pack. It was an empire I’d built with blood, sweat, and racing engines years ago. Neon lights flickered across the floor where bodies moved and twisted to the music thundering from the loudspeakers. Laughter, shouts, and the stink of alcohol filled the air, everything reeking of sin and danger—but heck, none of it reached me tonight.

Forbidden Pleasures 60 Days With My Stepfather’s Brother 15 Caught in the Act The world outside the master bedroom had completely ceased to exist for the two of us. We were entirely, utterly lost in each other, drowning in a thick, suffocating ocean of pure, forbidden pleasure. The painful doubts of the previous day, the lingering fear of the future, and the heavy burden of Michael’s dark mafia lifestyle had all melted away into nothingness, replaced by the white-hot intensity of our sweating skin and the rhythmic, desperate movements of our bodies.

Elektra hugged Avyanna fiercely and sobbed into her hair. “ That was a terrible one”. “Elektra, I'm fine. Those demons will never mess with me again. They have tasted a few of my flames and I don't think coming back will be in their dictionary.” Time flew, and it was already 7. p.m. The girls began to do their make-up. Avyanna decided that tonight Midnight would shimmer like stars in the sky. She applied delicately mild makeup on her face. Avyanna decorated her eyelids with silver and glossed up her lips. It gave her an angelic look. Her gray eyes stood out and plump pink lips bubbled and shimmered.

[face-palm] Midnight's friend: Make her yours! Midnight: And how do I do that? Midnight's friend: ........ Midnight's friend: I don't know, I'm single ╮(╯▽╰)╭