Possesive Sex Novels & Stories

I teased. “I’m serious, Eloise,” he said flatly. I let out a sigh. “You know I’m not a fan of possessive behavior. It’s a red flag.” “I’m possessive of everything. It’s a part of who I am.” “Define everything,” I challenged. “Everything includes how much of my cock you can take in your mouth.” My throat went dry, and I immediately wondered about it. “We just talked about…” “About what?” “About Kyle, Zoey...” I bit my bottom lip. “Just that.”

The silence he craved is finally here, replaced by the white-hot noise of sensation. I start to move. It isn't the gentle lovemaking of our reunion. It isn't the frantic claiming of the ceremony. This is ownership. This is heavy, grinding, possessive sex. I withdraw almost completely, then slam back in. Kieran cries out, trashing against the bindings. The ropes hold him fast, keeping him exactly where I want him. "Mine," I snarl, biting the curve of his shoulder. "You are mine." "Yours," he babbles. "I'm yours. Only yours."

"I live in your house; I don't know if that counts. Besides, how can that hurt you? I'm a free girl." "In that you are mine alone! From this moment on, I forbid you to be seen with this man or anyone else. Do you understand?" he asked in a domineering tone, and she opened her eyes wide in the face of this attack of possessiveness. To have been not to possess. You can have what you don't want. Possession is having and enjoying what you have. José Saramago.

And then he smirked and looked back up at me. "You'd be bruised from my grip. Your thighs would tremble for days. And that little ache between your thighs? I'll ruin it until it's raw from how many times you cum. I don't fuck to please, Eve. I fuck to possess." Oh, God. My heart broke into a marathon. "And when I possess you, you won't belong to yourself anymore. You'll breathe for me. You'll come for me. You'll live for me. And only me."

"Then I'm going to fill you up. I'm going to mark you as mine." The words, combined with the skilled stroking and the relentless pounding, were enough to send Eli over the edge. He came with a loud cry, his body convulsing, his hole clamping down hard on Grayson's shaft. Grayson followed him over a moment later with a loud, guttural groan, his hot seed pulsing deep inside Eli, a final, possessive claim. They stayed like that for a long time, their bodies joined, their breathing slowly returning to normal. Then, Grayson slowly pulled out. He turned Eli around and kissed him, a deep, possessive kiss that tasted of sweat and sex and submission.

“You want to come to work with me today, and then stay out until two in the morning listening to me talk about business, all so you can keep an eye on me?” “I’m not keeping an eye on you,” I snapped. “I just want to keep those gold-digging skanks off my man.” The second I used the possessive phrase, his eyes narrowed farther and his eyebrows rose. He held my gaze for a long time, still digesting the statement. A second later, approval entered his gaze. “Your man?” “Yes.” He was the man I slept with every night and the father of my child. To say I was possessive of him was an understatement. Even if Cato turned down all their offers, I didn’t want them to have the opportunity to make a pass t

I told her dangerously low, before shoving past her and walking out the door. I headed to my room with a smirk on my face, something tells me I'm going to enjoy my stay at home. First chapter done Please I'll like to let us know that a lot of chapters will be with explicit sexual content This book won't be like the others, it's mainly about the sexual attraction between two people.

I asked raising my hand. "You've been answering every question already." Thuso said as she ran her fingers through Zo's locks. "But anyways my perfect sex would be, wait are we talking about sex sex or sex?" I was confused because sex sex and sex are two different things. "Sex sex Foxie." K sighed and I smiled happy to explain what I would like someday. "Oh okay, I believe it would be slow sex, with you and your beloved partner obviously just talking you know? Simple yet very intense."

He sighed, “baby I don’t want to talk about this tonight.” Looking up at him, “I thought that’s why you wanted me to come over?” Lucas looked over at me before shaking his head, “no when I first asked you it was because I wanted to fuck you and make you remember who you belong to.” I swallowed, “and now?” He shrugged, “I told you we didn’t have to have sex, but you and I both know it will happen.”

I moan, which causes him to cover my mouth. This time I can call this sex. It is much better than before. Not like in the bathroom at the beach, where he fucked me as if he was angry or hated me. I can't help my moans, neither can he. Soon he removes his hand from my mouth to brush the hair from my face. "You can't offer me anything, Miss Smith, unless it is a child. The only thing my wife can't give me." Mr Cross mumbles as he kisses me softly.