The Enigma Of Desire Novels & Stories

Without realizing, she squeezed her thighs together around his head and reached down to grab his hair, keeping him close to her. Renz paused to look up at her quizzically, and Lena feared her impulses had gone too far. But she found that she could no longer control them. It was then, she realized, that desire was not controlled by the mind, as Renz had said. Desire was pure madness. Lena slowly opened her mouth, lips trembling and breathing uneven. "What you were doing...just then...don't you dare stop," Lena said breathlessly. Renz smiled slowly, a curl of his lips that made her squirm in uncomfortable arousal. She found him...attractive.

What the fuck am I doing? I release her and step back. I need to get away from her before I do something I’ll regret. Under King’s own fucking roof. ** Desire is a delicate flame that ignites between two souls, flickering softly before gradually growing into a blazing fire of passion. When a couple first embarks on the journey of love, the initial stirrings of desire often begin with stolen glances and electrifying touches. It's a mesmerizing dance where hearts and bodies respond to the enchantment of newfound attraction.

Damon Westwood Seeing her so impatient inflates my ego disproportionately. She irresistibly want me. Maybe almost as much as I want her. She trembles with desire. I love seeing her so vulnerable. At first my only desire was to leave her in a state of frustration immeasurable. But I couldn't resist. Especially not when she gives me those little dog eyes. “I want it now please.” Not additional foreplay I'm already on the verge of tearing my hair out. »

She tried to eat a scallop, but her hand shook so badly she set the fork down. “Tell me more about yourself, Ariana,” I said softly, adding a third finger. She was stretched around me, dripping down my palm. “What do you want out of life? What makes you… come alive?” Her breath came out in a shaky exhale. “I want stability. Loyalty. Someone who… who sees me.” I curled my fingers again, pressing hard against her G-spot while my thumb flicked her clit rapidly. “And what if someone sees you better than anyone else ever has? What if they know exactly how to touch you, how to make you lose control even in the most inappropriate places?”

I didn’t want her like the others did—not for a cheap thrill or a moment of power. I wanted more. I wanted to own every second of her life the way she unknowingly owned every second of mine. I wanted her laughter. Her fear. Her bad habits. Her silence. And it scared the hell out of me. Because for a man who had everything, I shouldn’t want anything this badly. Especially not someone I’ve never touched. I closed the laptop and stood, walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the city. The skyline glittered like it always did—cold, perfect, untouchable.

She’s self centered like that. I notice that it takes mystery woman a moment before she says, “I can’t say that I’m sure. Can you tell?” I study the piece for a few moments again and say the first thing that comes out of my mouth “Longing. There’s a peacefulness that transcends the piece.”

This time he even explained what he meant. "What? Is he asking me if I want to get laid? Is he out of his mind?" I thought. I nodded to say no. But deep down I wanted to do it. A carnal desire which only few could resist. He ordered one of his men. "Untie him."

A girl in a white shirt and a pair of red trousers walked to the table with a rack of drinks and a bucket of ice. I turned my attention to the stripper whose shape was like an hour glass, though slender like a domestic cat, and her skin was glossy like polished glass. She had bouncy, apple shaped breasts with a tattoo in the space between them. There was fluidity in her movement as she swirled around the pole mounted inside the cage. She put her head down and raised her legs up. She slowly parted her legs. With one hand, she balanced herself at a spot and the other hand somehow found its way to her groin area. The index finger of her free hand got lost inside her panties and when it came out

It was a struggle he couldn't easily resolve, a battle waged between the demands of his rationality and the thoughts of his forbidden desires. In the silence of his bedroom, Nathaniel wrestled with the thought of intimacy to get his fortune, the prospect of experiencing a love that transcended the confines of his contract marriage. He knew that the path forward was uncertain, filled with challenges and complexities, but the forbidden desire that had awakened within him could not be easily conquered.