Object Of My Desires Novels & Stories

His punishing grip on my arms eased slightly. “I haven’t fucked anything,” he said evenly. “Since we met, I haven't even accidentally touched another woman in a crowd. You are the only one for me, Cara Mia—my twisted desire forever. Every night in the past months, I'd lay in bed, consumed by thoughts of you. Exclusively you. You are the sole subject of every arousing thought, every imaginative scenario. I'd always crave you, regardless of your betrayals. Even when we're separated by great distances, you will remain the sole object of my desire—the only one I will ever long for.”

Jeff listened without interrupting, his expression unreadable. When she finished, he set his glass down. "I can fix all that. Pay your rent. Clear your debts. Put money in your pocket every week." Amy's heart slammed against her ribs. "What's the catch?" Jeff's lips curved into a dark smirk. He reached across the table and brushed his thumb over her knuckles. The touch sent electricity straight between her legs. "I need sugar. Someone soft and sweet to come home to. Someone who warms my bed when I want it. No questions about my business. You be mine for as long as I say, and I'll take care of everything."

Whenever I looked at her from this close, all those hankers I held inside me burst. “The fantasies, some dark, some charming…” Husky, I leaned down to latch my lips to her neck. Lust emerged from me, wanting to make my desires a reality. My gaze moved up and met hers. “Tyler..” She passed me a faint smile and put her hand over my chest. My heart skipped a beat. “Candice…” I gulped. The desires inside me burned in a fiery fire which seeks comfort. I want to take them out. I need to.

"You are crazy and madly delusional, I tell you. In a frenzy, we rolled and grappled on the floor, each one of us driven by our own strong desires; mine was the desire to attain my freedom as quickly as I possibly could no matter how much strength it would take me to achieve that goal, while Chase's desires were the selfish intentions of keeping me in his grasps for the rest of both of our lives.

"You are crazy and madly delusional, I tell you. In a frenzy, we rolled and grappled on the floor, each one of us driven by our own strong desires; mine was the desire to attain my freedom as quickly as I possibly could no matter how much strength it would take me to achieve that goal, while Chase's desires were the selfish intentions of keeping me in his grasps for the rest of both of our lives.

I whispered, my own voice filled with longing. “Why?” he asked, seeing me rub my hand over my chest, a small smile playing on my lips. “Because your seeds of desire are like a drug to me, intoxicating and addictive,” I confessed, unable to resist the temptation any longer. Henry’s eyes darkened with desire as he pulled me closer, eager to explore the depths of our shared passion.

The desire between us is so intense that I admire her breasts with rigid nipples, caught in the act, nearly drooling as I look at my cock submerged in the water, completely hard. Lyana feels the electricity and the insane way it’s deadly, surrounded by water, with her hair standing on end as she tries to squeeze her thighs together to ease the ache. I rise from the bathtub, standing next to her, blowing against her bare shoulder, making her let out a moan. Our gazes exchange complicity. It’s pure desire, and for the first time since I laid eyes on this woman in that hospital, I’m in fucking paradise. “After dinner, I’ll satisfy all those dirty desires written in your gaze,” I murmur against

With closed eyes and heavy breaths, she eagerly awaited that first kiss, parting her lips to invite him in. Frustration consumed her as she still didn't feel his lips. She furrowed her brows in confusion and opened her eyes to an empty space . Disappointment flooding over her. It was just another hallucination, leaving her burning with unfulfilled desire. Slamming her hand onto the basin platform, she closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. Anger surged within as she blamed herself for again thinking of him. Determined to break free from his hold, she glared at herself in the mirror. desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and stormed out of the washroom, ready

"Do you know what you would do to me, to urge me on to fulfill your desires. I think you are very skilled at the caresses that drives a man to madness. You act like a seductress I have dreamt about for a very long time, just that I don't get to see her face, because she's always masked. Be damned to the devil in you, I know you had planned to seduce me right, until I get a hard and huge boner for you. You don't even know what you do to me. You make me so hard that I always end up jerking off thinking about you, thinking of what fulfillment and pleasures your small lips could bring to me. I want you Janelle, I really want you", he panted, as he slurred his words. He was heavy with desire for

Rich. "Of course, he fits your type," I teased, a playful grin forming on my face. "Handsome, enigmatic, and oh-so-difficult to please. It's like he stepped right out of your romantic daydreams. I can't deny he has the looks," I said, grinning. "But boy, does he know how to push us to our limits. It's like he enjoys watching us squirm."