Object Of My Desires Novels & Stories

How I miss my old self. "Eat. You'll get prettier," said Klyde when the waiter walks away. I rolled my eyeballs again and started eating. I was in the midst of appreciating the taste of the dish when a thought popped up to my mind. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait!!! Is this--- perhaps... a date?!?! I swallowed hard and looked up to him. He paused eating and stared at me too. "What?" he asked. No doubt that Klyde Aero Morrison has this unbeatable charm and charisma. The way he stands, the way he talks, the way he eats, the way he stares, the way he looks--- everything on him is just so perfect. The real ideal man of every woman in the world.

he look at his friend who looks back to him, he sighed. "Well, you should understand me. You know, maybe it's normal because I love you." "Oh please, you are so full of yourself and you know it. You have nothing to worry about, trust me. And I hope the next time I come back here your feelings for me is already gone." "Why? Until when you'll going to stay on the Moon Desire Kingdom? I'm afraid that I'm going to die because of longing for you." Cassandra rolled her eyes before stopping in front of Desa and Rosco.

Grandma made a suggestion, to which I immediately agreed. "We need you too, Grandma. We brought the perfume with us, right? We need to smell good. That is the only way we can redeem ourselves. Their beauty is on the next level." I responded. We heard them laugh in the living room, which made me panic again. I feel dizzy just thinking about being with them later. I will look like a small potato later. Why am I surrounded by gorgeous people? I want to cry.

Pure, unfiltered desire. Lucian’s eyes flicked up to meet mine, and the raw intensity there made my breath catch. “I’m going to make you feel everything, Chloe,” he growled, his voice low and rough, filled with promise. “I’m going to make sure you know exactly what it means to be mine.”

But he took hold of each of her hands and removed them from the covering of her chest. “My God, you’re beautiful!” he uttered as its eyes trailed over her body. “K-Kenneth, don’t…” she croaked as she tried to hold on to sanity. Seeing the raw desire on his face, Candy knew he was unstoppable. His head descended and his mouth found her nipple. He touched it with the tip of his tongue, withdrew, did it again. Candy trembled as the blissful ache of desire kindled low in her abdomen. Its burning lips engulfed his whole being. He suckled her, nibbled her, teased the sensitive nubs with his tongue.

Maybe it was my tendency or my nature that had become like this, but the problem was that it was getting very difficult for me. I had just opened my shirt when I felt my inner wolf was struggling to come out of this intoxication. There was only and only lust in my mind now, so I pushed him back into my mind. This girl was provoking me. Maybe he likes to play hard. I removed the sheet over him. I could clearly see the form of that sleeping beauty in my sharp eyes, which now had a veil of lust. I could not see the face due to light work, but I found it to be more beautiful than before. No makeup, innocence full of innocence was tempting me. I went close to him and smelled his scent. "Wonderful

“Is this part of the experiment?” “Desire works both ways.” He said as he moved his waist a little closer to her mouth. “Now you are slick and really nicely wet, but I want you to get my cock wet as well.” “Suck you off?” she asked as she met his eyes. “At least put it in your mouth and get it slick.” He said. “You see, there are some patients I would never touch them on their breasts or even their pussy’s if I didn’t have to. But their mouths are a different story. They look like they could give the best head.”

The hot water hits my tense back, the steam rising from the enclosure quickly filling the room. I sigh shakily, placing my head under the shower. Exhaling one shaky breath I replay yesterday's events in my mind Her hazel eyes flash before me, alluring, soft. My hands trail my navel, wandering down as I remember yesterday morning. My breathing shallows as I remember her jabbing her index into my chest, her hazel eyes darkening with an unreadable emotion. I imagined her pink lips wrapping around my fat cock. I flick myself, wrapping my arm around my length.

I moaned under his touch as his hand moved down my thigh, caressing every inch of my skin as I grabbed his hair. The kiss was growing into something more aggressive in that state of act. We both couldn’t control what we were feeling. But after a lot of struggles, we pulled apart. “You’re sweet, Hailey. I’ll have to control my thirst for you.” Jace winked as he smiled. “What if I say, don’t?” “What do you mean?” “What if I say that I don’t need you to control your thirst around me? What if I say that I...I...that I want you.”

I observed the rise and fall of her chest, witnessing the aftermath of her intense desire. "I'll make you weak with pleasure," I playfully remarked. She chuckled, her eyes wandering down my body, fixating on my arousal. There was something familiar about her eyes as if I had seen them before at the bar. In my mind, I pictured the image of her eyes, filled with unbridled desire. I can't help but want you all to myself. It may sound selfish, but I can't deny that I feel possessive over you. I truly believe that I am the only one who can truly understand and fulfill your needs.