Peerless Lust Novels & Stories

I wrapped my legs around his waist while he supported me so we wouldn't fall. His kisses went down to my neck. I look up to catch my breath. He touched his lips to my neck as only moans came out of my mouth. We started because of lust. We all know that I'm not his first love. But I am the present and I intend to be his last. His last love. If I'm going to give a title to our story, I think I know what it is. I'm going to name it The Lust Love.

I could hear the lust that coated every sound I made. “You know what you’re doing, don’t you?” He asked, catching up with my naughty intentions. I couldn’t move my hips again, instead, my fingers got to work on his chest, scraping my nails all over his skin and teasing where hair gathered in his chest. His hair was as curly there as it was on his head, looking at him from up close made him look younger and more handsome. His eyes had a fire, need, want, and a bit of vulnerability. My nails scraped over one nipple by accident, but when I felt his abs tighten beneath me in response, I wanted to do it again.

Their room is sound proof so no one can hear them from outside even if they growl at the top of their lungs. Hera accelerated the rise and fall of Adante's manhood with one of her hands. Until the juice came out of him from the top, so the young man could breathe a sigh of relief. The girl stopped when she heard his deep sigh. It was almost erect and alive with what he did, which made Adante's body even hotter. The next thing he did was he pointed it at his moist cave and then he slowly continued inside.

Hе wаѕ mу every wаkіng dеѕіrе, mу fаntаѕу, аnd my body burned only for hіm. He mоvеd аwау, muсh tо mу displeasure. Mу еуеѕ аnxіоuѕlу scanned hіѕ fасе fоr ѕоmе іndісаtіоn to whу. He wаѕ brеаthіng hеаvу, struggling tо pull аіr bасk іntо his bоdу. Hіѕ рuріlѕ wеrе dіlаtеd, and hіѕ еуеѕ burned darker. I ѕаw the unmіѕtаkаblе look of luѕt еvіdеnt whеn his еуеѕ locked wіth mіnе.

I trailed my hands across his chest… going deliberately low… I heard him suck in a breath and looked up at him to see him staring at me with lust filled eyes… His hands slipped to the small of my back and guided my top over my head and looked at her waiting to see if she’ll tell him to stop… when she didn’t he took off her top and stared at the black lace bra which really did a bad job at covering her breasts. He then pulls off the bra and watched with lust filled eyes as my breasts bounced as he took off the bra… he licked his lips as his eyes looked at my full breast rounded with cherry pink tips… “You’re so beautiful” he whispers as he pulled her closer and kissed her, his hands moulding

"Not us. You. Only you." Her eyes—already big—went wider. "Just me? Why?" I swallow hard. The words tasted like rust. "They're called Lustfangs. They look almost vampire-like—pale, fast, flawless if you don't know what's behind the smile. But they're not. They run on one instinct." I force myself to meet her gaze. "They smell a woman's desire or her scent from miles away. They track it. They...take her. Over and over until she's carrying what they put inside her."

I just banged my fucking Boss! ******* "wtf!!! just happened?" Mira asked everyone was in shock. "damn I knew I should have brought a condom " max cursed "ewww baby" Lisa says and push him "that was sooooo peak " Mira added smiling. " I fucking want to experience that ,baby would you mind becoming a CEO asap?" Lisa joked pushing max to miras bed. "I could be one now and we can fuck till you run away " he licks his lips. "you guys should get a room " George said

Love was not part of their vocabulary, but lust was their mother tongue, fluent and unforgiving. As his pace quickened, so did her heartbeat, a symphony of carnal anticipation building to a crescendo that promised nothing but destruction in its wake. They were fire and gasoline, drawn together only to burn. And in that moment, Cathleen understood that there was no recovery from this—only the relentless pursuit of pleasure at the hands of her greatest adversary.

Perfection along with other things that were absolute, never truly existed in the realms of reality. Leonard was many things, most related to the benign and wretched, but his friends and closed ones would describe him with only two words. Arrogant and lustful. Currently, in the shades of his room, he was pressing a woman down onto a chiffon-veiled bed. He grabbed her fair white neck from behind and pulled it up, enjoying the grimace of pain flashing on her beautiful face. His grunts and her moans intertwined together in a harsh melody as he lost himself in the bliss her lithful body enacted on his senses.

His lips curved as he set the glass down. “Took you long enough,” Lust said softly. “I was starting to think you’d forgotten me, Celeste.” Greed smirked faintly, the name sounding foreign now. “Mortals adore masks. I only gave them what they wanted.” Lust rose slowly, the motion deliberate, predatory. “And what do you want, my Celes, my Greed?” The air shimmered as Greed stepped closer. His mortal form peeled away completely, revealing the sin beneath. The glow of wealth incarnate, veins glinting faintly with gold, every movement dripping with allure and danger.