My One Desire Novels & Stories

This was something far beyond the desire for a woman's body--if only Alethia knew what he wanted to do to her right at the moment. But she wouldn't know, at least not yet. Now he has to douse his desire lest they make headlines the next morning--"21ST CENTURY DESIRES: A stepfather and daughter's shenanigans on a hospital bed." He sighed with reason. Then he tactfully pushed his manhood in between his inner thighs and pressed his legs together in hopes of beating down the desire. But it kept jerking incessantly as if it was breathin; as if it had a mind of its own. God help him.

They were currently on top of a rock that gives them a great view of their settlement. "You are my anchor. I will tell you when you're wrong regardless. We are talking about the beta Edwards here. Do you really want to compromise your relationship with Mira? "First of all I want you to know that there is no connection or relationship between mira and I. Everything we have is forced upon me. "She is your mate, Alpha!" "I don't think I would welcome any further interuptions from you, shut the fuck up or clamp your mouth with your fingers!"

Alexander’s POV I sat in my lawyer’s office, but my mind was nowhere near the lawsuit we were about to discuss. It was on my phone. More specifically, the nude pictures sent by Desiree lighting up my screen. I sighed heavily as I stared at yet another notification then another one appeared almost immediately. Desiree: I miss you already. I want you to come for more rounds of passion with me. I promise I’m going to let you have sex with me. I rubbed my forehead in frustration. “This was a mistake,” I muttered to myself.

I asked no one in particular, but as though he could read my mind, “Do you know what you’re feeling right now, Miss Hayes?” he asked, voice low and close, so close his lips were brushing the shell of my ear. “Desire.” I stiffened. “No,” I said, though it came out breathy. Weak. “I don’t desire you. I hate you.” “Oh, I believe you” He chuckled, his grip on my foot not loosening one bit. “Newsflash, Miss Hayes: it’s entirely possible to want someone you loathe.” He said, standing up and pushing something...

Your most unconfessed desires. Sasha kneels before me. His hands brush my knees. His mouth approaches my ear. — Say yes, Eva. Not for the money. But for yourself. A shiver runs through me. I open my eyes again. They are both there, staring at me. Two burning gazes. Two promises of surrender. Of loss. Of transformation. And I feel that insane thing rising within me. Not fear. Not shame. Desire. I swallow hard. — I want to know exactly what you expect from me…

She’s self centered like that. I notice that it takes mystery woman a moment before she says, “I can’t say that I’m sure. Can you tell?” I study the piece for a few moments again and say the first thing that comes out of my mouth “Longing. There’s a peacefulness that transcends the piece.”

He said turning to the book and she sighed, She turned back to her meal and continued with it. “Ugh, why are all the things on this list all childish?” Draven asked after a while of going through and Xalia turned to him with a confused expression. “Huh? How?” “What the fuck is go hiking, driving a roller coaster, watching Barbie Premiere and many other dumb things here.” “There are not dumb, there are the things I want.” “I wasn't expecting… “ “But you said I should make a list of things I wanted.” “Don't cut me off.” Draven said and she apologized immediately.

Mandy let Bosey take her hand. "| wish | could be with you forever. | wish | didn't have to go home everytime we meet. | want to wake up on your bed. | want us to have breakfast together and then come to work together. | really fantasize about it everytime" Mandy said smiling and looking at Bosey with her face slanted to a side. "| want that too 'D’, I want that more than anything. | want that more than you can ever imagine" Bosey replied, with his eyes looking passionately into Mandy's..

"Tell me more about it. I swallowed it dry, slightly stunned. Positioning myself better, I moved the body, trying to make his hand fall away. It didn't work. "The incurable romantic is usually the one who believes in love at first sight. He faithfully believes that God has placed him in the world so that he would stay eternally with a single person, and spends half his life creating the perfect family he was destined to have. The incurable romantic thinks that his mission on earth is to shape his dreams in favor of that special person who can arise from one moment to the next. And he is always willing to throw himself headlong into lasting relationships.

“We know what tomorrow would bring and that will be a new life, new things, a new beginning and a long life filled with happiness for us. You’re mine forever, Desire” “So are you, my lord” THE END