The Time He Desires Novels & Stories

He didn’t say a word, but his neutral expression confirmed it as his stare looked away and trailed the wild horizon. “And I’m guessing you don’t want to wait, maybe you should find another wan who would want you, the way you deserve." I realized I shouldn’t have said it as I was saying it. His heavy gaze reached mine, burning me. I could feel the scorching effect all through my soul as He gave his head a slow shake. "You don't realize it right?" He asked. "I want you, you are the one I desire, and I don't know how long it is going to take, I don't care either. All I know is you are going to be mine at the end of all of this."

Was he even normal at all? He was crazy, he knew. Yes, he was crazy, he just needed her, needed to ravish her body, explore under her skin, and take her right there, but one thing, he couldn't take her when she was weak, how then would both their desires be met? He froze in the spot, he was thinking about their desires? Not just his? The word sounded obsecure, Theirs. Their desire. Theirs. It was the first time he was thinking about a women's desires, his desires were only spread to himself only, but today, he had thought about hers? And not his? THEIRS?

Does he see a whole life with me? “I knew from jump that I want more than a night’s tumble with you. Even now sitting next to you I want a lifetime with you. I know that you can rip my heart out in a heartbeat but I still want you. Somewhere in my stupid heart, I know you want the same things I do. I’m hoping you figure it out yourself. Or else you wouldn’t be here.” He says looking deep into my eyes. “How long we’ve known each other means nothing to me, every second I spend with you feels like it’s not enough I want more, every time we’re together. “ he says touching my face softly.

Leonel queried, thinking Ismael was talking of himself. “Ooh you could never imagine Leo, what had grown for ten years” Ismael said “you should never had dine that” he suggested. His heart at that moment had grown heavily, never had a day passed where Ismael never wished things had turned out the other way, giving them the happiness the soo wished for but he had accepted yet still questioned constantly. “Ish” Leonel called out as both stared at one another, there eyes locked, the could feel there hidden desires, pains and love erupting but yet inside there hearts.

I can no longer control all this accumulated desire, I want him to satisfy our desires immediately, and by the look he gives me back, he already understood the message! — Andrew, I need you!

The feeling of spending a night all alone with his lover in a beautiful nice place could not be overemphasized. It was all he ever wished. He doesn't know if he’d control his urge tonight with her all by his side. His body is so desirous of her yet he promised never to disrespect her. At exactly 6: 23 pm when he got to Simon’s place, he honked and in no time, Joana came out looking extremely beautiful. It almost seemed Shawn had never seen her before. While still in the car, he looked at her adoringly, his eyes glittering with deep genuine love, and devotion as if he would be consumed in her warmth forever.

He couldn't accept my rejection, couldn't comprehend the depth of my disappointment. "Whether right or wrong, I don't care anymore, what matters now is you, us," he said, his voice a low rumble, his words a desperate plea for connection. I stood there, caught between the intensity of his desire and the clarity of my own heart. The night was filled with unspoken words, with the echoes of a love that was both beautiful and dangerous.

Hearing her words, Shrey hurriedly woke up, smiling brightly with no trace of sleep, which was only a few seconds ago, residing stubbornly in her eyes. "Ahh, you should have told me this sooner," she said, hurriedly waking up, leaving her bed undone, and looking at the wall clock, which indicated she only had 15 minutes to get ready for college.

“Your scornful words only make me hunger for you.” “God, you’re fucking psychotic.” I huffed out wearily with a sigh and began tugging hard against his iron grip. “Let go of me! I have to go to class!” “Not until you give me what I want.” He muttered stubbornly. “And what exactly do you want from me that you haven’t managed to steal away?” I retorted hotly. “Your surrender.” “Burn in hell!” I hissed savagely. “Let me go!”

His need is palpable. "What do you want?" I ask. "Everything. I want everything with you. I want to wake up next to you every morning. I want to fall asleep with you every night. I want to build a life with you. I want to grow old with you. I want to hold your hand when we're old and gray. I want to be with you until the end of time. I want to give you everything I have. I want to give you everything I am. I want to be the man you deserve. I want to be the man you need. I want to be the man you love."