Pure Desire Book Novels & Stories

Wet And Ready For My Stepdaddy 2 Oh my god… I can’t believe this is really happening. My body is still trembling from the most intense orgasm of my life. Dean’s mouth my stepfather’s mouth just made me come so hard I saw stars. My pussy is still pulsing, dripping wetter than ever, and instead of feeling guilty, all I feel is desperate need for more. I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long, touching myself in secret while imagining his hands, his tongue, his cock… and now he’s here, looking at me like he wants to devour me completely.

But deep in my chest, beneath the burning hatred, a tiny seed of unease had taken root. Why did his touch feel both repulsive and… familiar? Why did those emerald eyes make something ancient stir inside my sealed powers? I shoved the thought away violently. This was only the beginning. I would escape this place. I would regain my divinity. And when I did, Caelum Nikolaus would be the first to fall. As they pulled me down the corridor, I caught a snippet of nervous whispering between two maids watching from a doorway. “…east wing again. The master said no one is allowed near that room…”

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

No matter how much he stared, he could never get enough of her. His girl moved with such quiet purpose, so ordinary and entirely captivating. He barely glanced at the rest of the flat. It was cozy, simple and perfect for one person. Killian stepped closer. His gaze roamed the small living room, imagining her living so simply. When he reached the television stand, his cold eyes fell on a white book resting neatly in front of it. He picked it up and scanned the title: ‘How to Get Rid of Depression.’ Curiosity piqued. Killian flipped it open and noticed lines carefully highlighted.

Taking my clothes off, I kneel on the floor, waiting for him to start, my mind slowly closing off, all the thoughts flying away. If you could see my thoughts now, they would be like a thousand butterflies flying high, escaping my body, being free and beautiful. Leaving nothing but silence behind, a beautiful empty space. I hear his footsteps coming towards me. His hand grasps mine to pull me up. Turning to look at him, I can feel myself melt. He is standing there in leather trousers.

not images, videos or screen shots are to be taken out of this book unless authorised otherwise. Its atotal Lgbt relation and if you find yourself uncomfortable reading it. Then please just dismiss. Little erotic and little romance to it.

He almost felt warm all over, and for the first time he noticed just how breathtakingly beautiful she was. Christian Ayettey groaned inwardly. What the fuck was happening to him?

"No, it can't happen. I can't destroy what I've built for my future," I said, touching the edges of my beautiful glass cup. "I suppose I am just feeling overpowered." His fingers swept over my body as his hand reached for mine. "We have been through a lot to get here," he said quietly. "But going forward, it is just us." In the hopes that it was true, I nodded. I could not shake the feeling, though, that my past was not finished with me. I whispered, "We have finally arrived at the place." For the first time in my life, I saw a place this beautiful and sophisticated.

I shot Jenkins a look. “Noted,” he muttered, quickly gathering his files before leaving. She placed the coffee on my desk. “Your coffee, sir,” she emphasized the last word. “Are you trying to make me jealous?” She met my gaze without hesitation. “Are you?” “Leave.” I picked up the coffee, watching her walk out. What the hell was wrong with me? This was what happened when a man let desire cloud his judgment. And desire and revenge were never meant to mix. Aisha’s POV

She picked a few out and moved to another section. She began to search through sections, checking the books, when her eyes caught a book in the corner of the shelf. The title of the book caught her attention as she pulled it out. Selene covered her mouth with her hand when she saw the cover of the book. Her eyes are wide with shock. It was a picture of a handsome young man, his chest bare, and a lady standing by his back. Her lips were kissing his nape. “Desires and Pleasure"; she read the title aloud and took the book.