Sinful Temptations Mga Nobela at Kwento

she murmured, her voice thick with seductive pleading, craving more as I still kept my pace slow. I turned my gaze to her, a playful smile curling on my lips. “Call me, sexy,” I commanded softly. Olivia’s eyes flashed open wide, but she shook her head stubbornly, refusing to say the words I wanted. “Looks like you want me to tease you even more,” I purred, enjoying the control. Olivia let out a sharp breath and swallowed hard. “Please, sexy… go harder… fuck me faster…” she begged, finally unable to resist the need any longer

She said and I sighed. How am I supposed to tell her that I want to taste a forbidden fruit? How do I tell her that I want my ex-boyfriend's father in every sinful dirty way possible? Nah, I can't, she'll probably think I'm insane, not everyone can stomach such thoughts. Maybe I would not have been able to stomach it too but here I am... Craving sin like a woman in heat. Gosh! I'm gonna run mad if this continues. "Cathy..." Natasha called and nudged my shoulder with hers playfully, I gave her a depleted smile and reciprocated the playful act. Natasha and I were acting like teenagers and I can't explain how comfortable that made me feel.

Even if I have to stay far away from him. He is dangerous as Bernie had earlier said. The more closer I get to him, the more fire consumes me. The fire from Romania, isn't a normal one. It's a fire of temptation and destruction, once I get closer, I would be consumed by it and there won't be an escape route for me. I will lose Bernie and the love he has for me because of a mere temptation. “Are you okay, Octavia? You've been staring into space.” Bernie kissed my exposed cleavage, his eyes filled with lust and a little part was consumed with worry.

She took a step back, panic prickling at her skin. “Don’t be afraid, princess,” the second one said quickly, holding up his hands as though to calm her. “We’re not like the others. We won’t hurt you.” But then the first leaned closer, his grin spreading. “All I’m begging for,” he murmured, his voice thick with hunger, “is just one taste. Just let those pretty lips of yours suck me off, and I’ll let you go.” The second smirked, his gaze trailing over her trembling form. “I don’t even need that much. I’ll be happy with just your hands. Just… touch me. That’s all.”

She looked so fucking sexy and I couldn't help but let the beast that was trapped in-side of me, escape. "Fuck me harder!" she begged, and I felt as if everything I'd done up to now was a tease. She kept re-peating it over and over again. I kept tugging her head back and slamming harder inside her. I felt as if it was getting out of control, but there was a fire burning inside me the more she yelled.

“I can give you a new world, Ruby. I can help you get everything you want. Reputation, power, revenge … whatever. You just have to say yes.” I closed my eyes, swallowing hard the words almost slipping out. That offer … sounded tempting. Too tempting. And he knew it. I knew I shouldn’t even consider it. I knew I should say no, fight, run as far as I could. But a part of me that was quiet, broken, and furious whispered, “How bad could it really be?” “Not bad at all,” he breathed. “Not if you enjoy it. Not if you’re mine completely.” In the end, I gave in. Not out of weakness, but exhaustion. Because that part of me wanted him. Wanted something more than just a reputation or power. And Ash, tha

I was indoors with her so she couldn’t. “Fuck off and stop this whole self righteous facade you have going on because it’s not working with me.! It cannot work and won’t work. I know the real you, Penelope. I know the devil that lives inside of you. I know you and I don’t care. What are you going to do about it? Huh? Run off to your dad or to my dad? Cry about it or fucking call off this whole bullshit? Why are you acting like you mean something to me? You mean nothing to me! I ignored you yesterday and believe you, me. I will gladly ignore you for the rest of my life. In case you still haven’t gotten the memo. I despise you! I hate the fact that I have to get married to a person as maliciou

He’d corner me against the wall, those dark eyes burning into mine. “You’ve been teasing me,” he’d growl in my imagination. “Walking around my father’s house in those tight little dresses, bending over, making me hard at family dinners.” I bit my lip to stifle a moan, my hips involuntarily rolling against my hand. “I see the way you look at me, baby girl. Like you’re hungry for something my father can’t give you.”

There was no way I would wake up a weary man without sleep to…get me satisfied. The thought itself was humiliating! M-maybe… a thought came to me. Should I…touch myself? I groaned and hid myself under the duvet and started chanting in my thoughts. 'Hati, forgive my sins. For the carnal desires that I yearned to be released. I need your strength to help me from this temptation. I have already sinned for allowing lust during this marriage and I wouldn't do any more misdeeds after this!' There! I prayed to him wholeheartedly! Surely, I would be released from the chain of this pleasure.

With the way my body reacts to her presence. “I’ve felt things… things I shouldn’t feel.” she begins, the room getting smaller with her every word. “I can’t pray them away, Father” she takes another sip and places the cup carefully on my desk. “I’ve been celibate for two years, and I've made a vow to remain that way until I get married” I shift on my chair, trying to focus more on her words rather than the way the words come out of her mouth. “But these past months have really been tempting for me. I mean how is it possible to keep that vow when I'm insanely attracted to a man. A man I shouldn't be attracted to” her face saddens and she looks away from me “A priest” Looking back at me she sa