Sinful Obsession Jk Ff Novels & Stories

Will I continue to pine for her pussy? I plan to see Jade tonight and try to have a good time. I desperately need to let Tonya go, but the thought of another man touching her drives me insane. All I wanted to do last night was fuck her until I knew she would be too sore to even think about another cock. What the hell is wrong with me? I am not going to think about her or text her for at least a week. After that, I will see how I feel about her. Is this love or obsession or lust or something else? I do not know how I feel.

Every man would want to steal what’s mine. Just another reason I must put my child in her womb. Now. I need it to be known by all that the angel is claimed. Provided for. That another man owns the place between her thighs. When she appeared on the staircase in that tease of white fabric, my pulse began rapping against the inside of my skull. Fuck her. Breed her. The impulse only grows louder, more persistent, every second she’s mine. It will never end. Never. My obsession is permanent.

'''' '''Answer me please. ''''I told you I hated him and I wanted to take my revenge on my own...''' '''So, You are using me????''' '''In a way yes... you wanted to hurt him and to let him go and in a way I wanted the same. i wanted to hurt him too. I wanted to hit him on his weak point and you are just perfect for this...'''' ''''oh really?????''''' ''''and one more thing... I didn't have any proof..''''

her voice shivered as that night ran in her mind. "What he did to you?" "He-he-he. All I know is that he is crazy. Wild. Violent. An obsessive enthusiast. He can kill with a flick of his finger, with a flutter of his lash," she kept on saying as if in a trance, "if you g-go against him, he won't kill you but extract your soul. When you are u-under him, around him, you have got no other option but to obey because at the end only that would happen what he had mentioned in the very start. I'm scared of challenging him,"

The kind that could make any woman feel something sinful stir deep inside her. But the man speaking wasn’t a mafia boss. He was hot, tall—yes. But he was also a priest. A fucking hot priest. One I lusted for. Obsessed over. The one who made me touch myself at night, desperate and aching in ways I never thought I could. Enzo Romano. A walking sin wrapped in holiness. Long black hair he tied back into a ponytail, piercing gray eyes that looked right into your soul, and features so divine they made you believe God really did have favorites.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 68: Drenched in Obsession She continues to move against him, her body completely overtaken by the madness of the moment. Everything is heightened. Every single sensation, raw and intense. Desire—pleasure—each feeling swells to an unbearable edge, heightened to its most punishing extreme. Her thoughts are no longer coherent. Her mind is spinning in wild, uncontrollable circles, caught between the chaos of her need and the ruin it’s leaving behind.

The moment he touched me through my underwear, that electric current jolted through my body, and my sanity just… vanished. The feeling was intoxicating, a horrifying, exhilarating rush that I’ve secretly replayed in my head a thousand times. It’s a sick, shameful obsession, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. That's why I became so curious, so addicted to the idea of what else he could make me do. So when he kissed my neck this afternoon, it was like a dam broke inside me. All hell broke loose. The thrill of being taken to the edge and thrown over, the way my body reacts to him—nothing could ever come close. In that moment, I finally understood why my sisters let themselves go. They say s

The other two girls glared with obvious jealousy. "What about us?" pouted the brunette, pressing herself closer. Joshua chuckled, his eyes glazed with alcohol and lust. "Plenty to go around, baby." He slid his other hand into the panties of the second woman, making her gasp and arch against him. "Right there," she whispered, grinding against his fingers. "Don't stop." The third woman, not wanting to be outdone, positioned herself directly in front of him. She blocked the view from the rest of the club as she knelt down, her intentions clear.

She inquired, “I see you’re jealous… what if she’s there? What if she’s the one making me happy? What if she’s the one willing to do anything just to lay beside me and watch me ram my cock deep into her cunt? You know it’s hard to say this but she’s obsessed with me and you know a thing or two about obsession. It takes a lot to help yourself out of that mindset” Jogging my hands through her hair, “You turn her obsession into torment, make her scared of you just like everyone. Are you that weak because of a lady who’s now part of your past?” Kora had her way with her choice of words.

I state, because I will never stop loving him. “I love you too, pretty boy. I always will.” His voice is filled with so much love and there is no denying that Nikolai and I were meant for each other. He's my love, my peace, my husband. Always and Forever. ……. I can literally feel my eyes water as I come to the end of the book. It has been a roller coaster of emotions. I wouldn’t have done this without my readers' support. Thank you all for giving me this chance and I’m so glad that you guys liked my book. It is my first time trying to write a MM book and I ended up getting your love. Mind you, this is not goodbye. Book two of the series will be released soon and the couples there will be Iri