The Lust System Novels & Stories

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

So even if they repeat it over and over again or if they reach for heaven every day, there is no malice in them because they are legally married. However, as it pressed and deepened, it seemed that the young woman was becoming more and more obsessed and intoxicated with passion. His mind was blank and he didn't care where the young man's hands landed on his body. Adante is the same to him. It seems that he is just taking the pain from the scratches on his body, he can't blame the girl either because he shocked her and didn't even ask for permission. That's why he just gets weak and clings tightly to his arms every time he squirms. Adante also left marks on other parts of his body. There was

Roaming down past my belly button to my damp mound. With a hiss, I snap my eyes open to find the cause of this feeling. There he sat, I know he was Lust, by the way his eyes locked on mine even when everyone else's was dead set on Wrath and the growing tension between him and Mystery Man. His purple eyes glinted as he cocked his head to the side, eyeing me like a predator does his prey, like a greedy king to a mountain of gold. With curiosity and something hot. I look away, but the feeling didn't stray. The invisible fingers continued to play me like a strung guitar, slipping over my nipples, caressing my collarbone, and even playing with my hair. His energy was relentless and I had enough.

She should forget about her embarrassment. She lifted one leg and slung it over his shoulder as she clung even harder to his neck so that she would not fall. She saw the sudden change in his expression. His eyes seemed to be on fire as he stared at her. Does the man still feel lust even if he is no longer erected? She inadvertently moaned when his hand caressed her raised thigh. The warmth of his palms on her skin was making her feel hot. She didn't expect him to kiss her thigh.

He forget everything around him, if there was the only thing in his mind, it was LUST. He slipped it out and in a moment, He turned her around and lifted her onto the kitchen counter, spreading her legs wide he rammed inside her like a hungry wolf. Her weak hand trying to bear her weight, but failed where without caring anymore Rayn continue to fuck her and claim her like he owned her.

When his hands hooked on my panties the third time, I closed my legs on his hands, not that I had the strength to stop him, but just to show him what I wanted. “You’ll have to tell me with that beautiful mouth, those pink lips” Desire drowned shyness and shame. I had become a ball of lust. “Fuck me with your fingers Carlos” And he obeyed. I was his painkillers. One finger slipped inside of me. I felt the invasion, but I needed more. More of Carlos. Precisely more of his finger. “More, Carlos, more” Then he added another finger, slowly easing them in and out, fuck, he was going too slow, teasing my brains out.

He said weakly, trying to hold onto her feets as the blows continued coming in. "Stop!!" Ms. Rose said to the young men who were throwing punches and held out her cane. "I take it you know why you're being punished, Dom?" Dom nodded, spitting out blood. "It. It. It was a mistake." He said in a shaky and unstable voice, "I won't ever repeat it." "Good." Ms. Rose smirked, uncorking the tips of the cane she held in her hands to reveal a sharp wooden stake. "You molested my employee. In my own club."

a moment later, she began to get used to it. "Aakh...." The girl couldn't move when Leon pinned her forcefully. She just surrendered to every rough touch of his hardened muscles. "It hurts, Master," Arren exclaimed but couldn't hide the pleasure she also received. "Hm? AH...." Leon continued to shake his body, creating every hot ripple that filled her chest to her head. Arren enjoyed it. However, at the same time, Arren also felt she shouldn't get lost in this forbidden lust. "Call my name, Darling," Leon said while continuing to pump his body.

Beyond the storm in his eyes, I saw it—lust. Lust for me. I was the center of his mad game. His prize. The one he wanted to conquer. “Oh, fuck. Not only are you dependent on me,” he growled, “you’re just one lust-struck motherfucker.” No. No. No. He felt it. His hips rolled, his hardness brushing mine, sealing his words as fact. Maybe he should just squeeze harder and finish me off. Send me to the Lord—or the devil. His laugh was low, dark, vibrating through the chest crushing mine.

As Max sat down beside her on the bed, Mira felt her senses come alive, aware of the proximity and the unspoken tension between them. "Was this lust or love she taught?" Mira's mind was a jumble of emotions as she thought about her friends' warnings and her own feelings for the twins. She couldn't deny the strong attraction she felt towards Max, but was it love or lust? She thought back to the way her heart skipped a beat when Max appeared in her window, the way her skin tingled when he smiled at her.