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“I love this…” His hand snaked over my ass and to the curve in my back. His fingers felt the top of my ass to the middle of my spine. My fingers dug into his shoulders. “I love this.” How could I say anything like that to a man like him? How could I feel this burning chemistry between us? I shouldn’t desire him. I shouldn’t feel myself get wet when I sat on his dick. I should be demanding to be set free.

Standing a few cm from him, she could clearly see the desire in the man. He was taller than her but shorter than Christian. He was clean shaven, spotting a mixture of silver and black on his head. In all honesty, the man didn't look a day older than 40. He was lean, with no belly fat like one would expect. "I have always desired to feel you bend over this desk and fuck you like you've never been fucked before." Isabelle's jaw gaped. She pushed the chair behind her and sidestepped him when he moved closer. Her palms had begun to sweat, and her shoulders were rising up quickly. Blood boiled beneath her skin. "How fucking dare you? What is wrong with you?"

My fingers clutch his shoulders, and his strong hands catch my hips as my body goes weak, hanging onto his as he deepens the kiss, his touch, his scent, everything about him is creating a fire inside of me that I desperately need him to quench. Tate lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist, pushing my back against the wall, his manhood poking my thigh. I know I shouldn’t…I know it…but there is no rational thought in my head right now. Just mad, uncontrollable desire. Reaching down, I wrap my hand around his thick rod, letting out a moan against his lips as I stroke it’s very impressive girth. “Kit…” Gasping, I pull back, meeting his gaze as I line him up between my legs, giving my hips a

While the song Desire by Meg Myers is playing in the background. With a shaky breath, Destiny says, “As you wish, my love.” And begins to undress while keeping her gaze on me the entire time. All I can do is stare at her beautiful body as I strip myself bare, letting her gawk at my body with those beautiful electric blues that show me the desire this woman has for me. She lays there in all her nakedness, arms above her head, legs spread wide open for me to come invade what is mine. Her hair cascaded all over the pillow, looking like the goddess she was. She was stunning, and she was mine. A growl leaves my mouth, and I inhale her scent. A mixture of Jasmine and Lavender with her arousal. Ta

Even if I wanted to do it, he never let me. Sometimes I think about it. Why do these girls sleep with him? He was not good looking, was a chauvinist kind of guy and had nothing which a girl would like. Even I could be more desirable than him. But why do these girls go for him instead of me? Is it money? His humongous d...? I didn't know. Oh, I was so frustrated right now. I didn't know why but I was feeling so jealous of him. I mean, look at that girl, how hot she was. Her body was in perfect shape. She had a thin waist, large breasts, pale skin, long black hair and a small face. She was clearly the best one out of all those women he had slept with over all these years. And I watched him cum

DARK DESIRES EPISODE SEVEN **** ALESSIA POV "You're awake"He says as he walked closer to me on the bed, It's not a question, But I need to answer him, Right? But, what do I say? "Where am I?"I finally gathered few words together, He dropped the tray on the table beside me and chuckled. "You slumped in the restroom,I brought you here"He answered simply and pushed back his hair, This is a pure torture, How will someone be this sinfully beautiful?

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The orgasm was close. Both hers and me. I felt my whole body shuddering, becoming that sôfrega mass of conflicting sensations. I closed my eyes by ecstasy, still moving against Jessy, going in and out, pushing and banging our hips. The desire went up, but when he was about to be released, I changed my movements. I wanted to prolong that feeling. I wanted the desperation to free us to be so much that when it happened, we would have already reached the peak of our souls.

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She froze in fear as he got closer to her, the scent of smoke hit her nostrils as he got too close to her. They were inches apart and she could feel his breathe on her face, his eyes were red and his pupils were dilated. “Are you okay?” He whispered and she nodded in response, she stared at his lips and felt the urge to take it into hers. Somehow the fear she felt was gone and replaced with lust. Draven suddenly buried his face in her neck and inhaled her scent, she felt his tongue on her skin and she shivered. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to himself, he held onto her tightly.