Texts That Make Him Want You Novels & Stories

“Fuck you.” “Mmm.” He gives my clit a casual slap. “Hit too close to home?” “Why are you doing this?” I whisper. “I meant what I said last night.” He slowly drags his fingers over my clit. “You make me want to keep you.” He makes me want to be kept. I shake my head. “It will never work.”

But his voice stopped my in my tracks, as it always seemed to do. "I know you don't want me, Ally, and I don't know what to do about it." He was defeated, a feeling so foreign to the powerful CEO. "Make me," I replied before my brain could process what was coming out of my mouth. "What?" He hesitantly met my gaze, seemingly just as confused as I was. "Make me want you, Tyler," I continued. "Make me need you."

Scarlett pleaded. “Please, what baby? I don’t believe I offered to do anything more than tie you up.” Maverick said in her ear, “This is for my own enjoyment. I want to see you arch your back to get me to touch you. I want to tease you until you can’t take it, and then I want to tease you more until your pussy is dripping down your leg with anticipation.”

"The smallest things and words make you so wet. You look like you want to get fucked." His bad language makes me want him so badly that I can't hold it in. Just thinking about him fucking me makes my body feel butterflies. "I am," I say, letting his touch melt me. I really want him to stop teasing me and start fucking me already. Either that or finally getting fucked well sounds good. "Of course, you are," he says right before he digs his fingers deep into me. He groans and says, "Fuck." He takes over my mouth, making it hard for me not to moan in response to everything.

"You want to come?" “You know what I want,” he says, tight-voiced. “You’re just enjoying making me say it.” "Hmm," I murmur. “Do you want me to go down on you?” His jaw tightens first. Then his pride breaks. "Yes." God, I could take a photo of him like this and have it framed on my wall. "Well, you won’t be getting that, Max.” “What?”

He wanted more. So, he teased her instead. He made her want him without saying it directly. “You miss me yet?” he texted. Sophia stared at the message for a long time before replying. Maybe. Dante smirked when he saw the reply, just maybe Fine yes, Sophia replied. I knew it. You should come over, princess. Dante said to her Sophia’s heart pounded. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She wanted to say yes, but fear made her hesitate.

“You want me to believe that?" Alex's smile was a gentle, seductive thing. He didn't look like he was teasing me, even though there was no way to know what was going on in his mind as he looked at me. “I'm saying it because it's true,” he whispered, his eyes locked on mine. “I want to learn what makes you tick, what makes you moan. I want to be the one who gets to see you lose control.” His voice was like a caress, sending shivers down my spine. "I might not be your first, but I want to be your first man." I felt my resolve weakening, my body responding to his words. I tried to push him away, but my arms felt heavy, my fists unclenching as if of their accord.

*"Fuck baby girl stop teasing - can't type one-handed when you're making me this hard already. Those curves got me stroking slow imagining your tight heat clenching around me. Keep talking dirty and I'll show up tonight to shut that smart mouth with my cock." I choked on air popcorn flying everywhere across the couch as heat flooded straight between my thighs damn this stranger knew exactly how to flip the game his raw hunger hitting harder than I ever imagined possible three dots dancing already on the screen promising even more filth while my pulse hammered completely wild in my ears unable to look away from those words searing into my brain. His raw hunger played dirty perfect matching ev

“Come and tell your landlord how much you want this.” “Yes,” I repeat, almost beginning to shake from need. My head is spinning, and my stomach is clenching with need. “Please, inside. I...I want you inside of me. Please, rip me apart, so everyone will know that I belong to you. Mark me up. Use me...”

“Just a little teasing” I trace slow circles on his tip. He lets out a low, groan at my touch—his body tensing against the ropes as i tease him mercilessly. His fingers clench and unclench— “Fuck…” “How bad do you want me to suck it?” I smirk. I can see his entire body tense—every muscle straining against the ropes as i trace those slow circles. “I want you to suck it so bad I can barely think straight… And if you don’t?I’ll make sure you regret teasing me.“