Secret Desires Novels & Stories

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“Before I became insanely and dangerously obsessed with one woman.” He defeated my insecurity once again, and I felt foolish for letting it bother me in the first place. “Was this one of the secrets you mentioned earlier?” He cocked his head slightly when he absorbed the question. “No. The purpose of a secret is to conceal shame. I have no shame in paying for sex.”

"It's okay. It's okay. I'm sorry." I held his hand, gripping it's tightly, and sobbed quietly as he stroke my hair. "I'll let you go see them after you tell me what's wrong," he said, his voice softening, but I kept mute. I couldn't tell him. If I did, I'd be sealing my own fate and probably his too. "Selene," he pressed, "if you don't talk to me, how will I know what's wrong?" I stayed silent, stubbornly clinging to the secret that threatened to consume me.

He battled with whether it would be better for him to go back to Deagan’s house or book into a hotel and eventually resolved to book into a hotel to avoid the obvious tension that would arise with his arrival. As the taxi pulled up the hotel, Andrew noticed a group of girls getting off a bus, he recognised some of them as Victoria Secret Angels and immediately thought of Madelyn. It was her dream to be an Angel, perhaps he’d bring her to dinner to meet the ladies who seemed to be staying at the hotel. Taking his bag from the trunk of the car, he stopped short when his eyes locked with a set of familiar ones. ‘What is Madelyn doing here?’ She quickly excused herself from the group, promising

No hello no greeting or hug of any type. I only had one question for her. "Who is Adaline?" I growled. She looked so surprised. Her face broke and she started crying. She had this whole sob story of how Stephanie became pregnant after our night together in the cabin. They kept it hidden from me because they thought I deserved better. The night Stephanie was having our daughter? My parents told me she was probably cheating on me and that's why I was in pain. I had heard rumors while I was in school about her being with basically the entire pack after I left, and I believed some. I was so hurt and I blindly believed my parents.

There was an underlying message. "What do you mean?" he asked. I looked. "You know a couple of secrets?" I stared and got lost in my mind for a moment. Did I know secrets? Hell yeah I did. I knew who Amy and Mya's mother was. I knew the truth about baby Aaron's paternity test. And I knew about Chad and Amy's secret romance. So yeah...I knew some secrets. I looked over at Justin. "Did you know who Chad's first girlfriend was?" He looked at me for a moment, and then looked away.

She pulled her skirt up, rubbing her panty-clad pussy up and down his cock, using one finger to pull it to the side, causing him to slide deep inside of her. “Mmh!” Cecilia moaned into his mouth, her pussy cool and electrifying at the same time. Plugged into the Banshee Sexual Network, the world exploded in sparks, the steady glow of the sunstone punctuated by the miniature lightning bursts that jumped from Cecilia through Mike’ thighs and then into the ground.

“You’ve done that before, and I’m hoping this whiskey will keep an old anger in check.” Leaning back, she crossed her legs. “You want to know a secret?” I blinked at her aloofly, not interested in whatever it is she wants to make known. “You do not seem interested, but I’ll make it known, so you wouldn’t repeat the same mistake. That slap didn’t make me angry or push me away, if anything, it turned me on.” This bitch is crazy. “I love being submissive to a sadist, so I’m used to the pain.” She opened the file and signed on it, sealing the deal with S.H. “You want to know another secret?” She pushed the file towards me.

The portraits leaned forward from their frames, painted eyes sharp and knowing. “She has chosen,” one elderly lord whispered with scandalized delight. “The taboo is alive,” another replied, voice dripping with judgment. “Secrets cannot remain hidden forever… especially when they leave such a mess between her thighs.” Elara’s cheeks burned crimson. She quickened her pace, but the whispers followed her, relentless and cruel. Fresh slick mixed with Kaelen’s dried cum trickled down her inner thigh, a shameful secret she could still feel with every step. She wanted to scream at the portraits to be silent, to insist it had been a dream, a mistake. But her sore, well-fucked pussy knew the truth.

My head swirled with the intense need to have my pussy filled up. After fourteen long days, my hormones had finally caught up to me. And the urgent desire to let out all that pent up tension eclipsed every sense of reasoning in me. Locking the door behind me, I leaned against the wall to catch my breath. But my hand started to move before I could stop it. First under my skirt, then inside my soaked panties where my pussy was throbbing with want.