Raw Cravings [ Crave Me Deeply] Novels & Stories

something is finally right, in the worst possible way. I toss the sheets off me, panting. The air in the room is cool, but it does nothing to ease the tension winding through me. Every inch of me feels sensitive, raw, and... needy. It’s a kind of hunger I’ve never known before. Not food, not thirst, but craving. Craving their touch. Craving them. Jon and Arc. I sit up too fast, my vision spinning. My body is vibrating with something primal, something wild. My instincts scream for one thing: go to them. Be near them. Let them fix this.

Crystal “Wake up, Crystal! ” I nearly jumped out of my skin—I’d been fast asleep. I immediately opened my eyes, and there he was, sitting on my bed with a huge smile plastered across his face. “What the—” He quickly placed his hand over my lips to shut me up. “You looked so peaceful while sleeping, dear.” “Get out! ” I said, kicking him off my bed. “Draven isn’t here, so leave.” “I know that. How are you doing? ” “Not good—now that you’re here.” “Do you have any extra food? I’m starving.” “What do I look like to you? ” “Why do you hate me? ” “Because you make me sick.” “Well, you’re clearly not sick right now,” he said, winking. “Can’t you leave? I already told you—Draven isn’t here.” “I thi

“Claim me, make me yours. Do anything you want with my body. I would risk my own life just to call you mine. And for you to call me yours. Take my life away.“ He grabbed my hands and caressed his cheeks using it. He closed his eyes as he felt the warmth of it. “Own me. Own me, Crimson.” ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

I love him, I love him so fucking much. After licking the chocolate from my twins and tummy. He stood straight, gazing at me passionately with a sexy smile on his face. He leaned down, touching his face with mine. I closed my eyes in response, feeling his touch. "You drive me crazy, Princess. You're irresistible." As he whispered, his breath caressed my face and electricity ran down my spine. "I need you now." He suddenly whispered and I opened my eyes. I need him too. I'm feeling like I've been craving for him for ages. We made love last night, but now I'm craving like this. This is seriously insane.

I wanted more, sucking and swirling on the digits, drinking in her juices until nothing was left. “I want more.” I breathed heavily, buzzing with elation while the craving turned into an abyss. “Let me have a taste of that gorgeous pussy.” A taste isn’t enough; I wanted a feast.

Crystal asked when Liam chuckled, "Wasn't it you who was drooling yesterday after seeing the guests eating the blueberry cheesecake? As well as making a sad face after seeing the empty cart and getting none?" Hearing Liam, Crystal turned red in embarr*ssment as she really wanted to have it yesterday but she was so busy greeting everyone with Ramos that in the end she didn't get one and since then she has been craving it. Now when her babies are turning bigger, her cravings are also getting higher, making it hard for her to control her emotions. Seeing her red cheeks, Liam kept the packet in her lap and said, "Have it, I had to drive two hours to get the best one for you."

"I am. Always. I'm hungry for you. I crave you all the time." "I crave you, too, Daddy." "Tell Daddy what you want him to do. I want to hear you use your words."

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

she whispered, a mix of fear and hunger in her voice. Ryder stroked himself slowly, watching her. “You still want this, Grace? Want me to take your purity right here on the altar?” “Yes,” she breathed, lying back and spreading her legs wider in offering. “Fuck me, Ryder. Please. I need you inside me.” He positioned the thick head at her entrance and pushed in slowly, inch by inch. Grace gasped at the stretch, a burning fullness that bordered on pain but quickly melted into pleasure. Ryder groaned deeply, fighting for control as her virgin walls clenched around him.

Again. "I– Uh... I..." Thankfully, Alexander saves me from the embarrassment and grabs the back of my head as he closes his lips over mine, giving me something else for my heart to skip over. I hum to the familiar sweet taste of him and open my mouth for him to slide his tongue in as his leg brushes against mine, asking for permission. I immediately take the hint and spread my legs, letting him sip his through. I lift my hands to his shoulders, slowly sneaking my way to the end of his curls as his tongue wrestles with me, lips softening against mine and every contact sends sparks of pleasure through me. Not enough. It's never enough. I just want more. Crave more. Need more.