They Want Her So Bad Novels & Stories

She wanted him, wholly and dangerously. The question was—would wanting him burn them both alive?

"Do you have any idea what you're doing? If it's just a body you want, there are countless women out there. Women your own age. Why are you forcing yourself on me?" "Because I want you," he countered instantly, his gaze locking onto mine. "My only regret is finding out who you were in the worst possible way. And the fact that I met you so late." He stepped closer, his pupils dilating until his eyes were dark pools of intensity. Everything about this was wrong. "Yes, you're right. I could sleep with anyone else," he said, his voice dropping to a low, serious rumble. "But even if I did, which will never happened, I’d still be thinking of you. I want you so badly, Patricia."

Her soul is a beautiful balance—peace laced with fury, overflowing with a love so deep it could drown you. We want to be the ones she drowns. How could anyone ever think to hurt her? How could that bastard bear to touch her with hands only fit to touch the dirty whores he disrespects her with? If she were ours, we would never let her forget what it feels like to be wanted…truly wanted. Not owned. Not tolerated. Desired, utterly and completely. By the heavens. We want her. We want her more than We’ve ever wanted anything. So I do not understand why my brothers are so reluctant to do what needs to be done.

He seriously want years to even pass by so he would be able to know if she would truly be coming back. He wants to fast forward all this waiting and just see her again already, why do the moon goddess let him have a taste of love with her? If she knows Selena will still have to leave him so soon he shouldn’t have just meet yet, all this is driving him crazy and he badly wants her. He badly wants to hold her and feel her touch all over his body. Everything seems like hell and the more he thinks about it the crazier he thinks he’s becoming. He raise up on from the jacuzzi and drain the water, picking one of the towels hing perfectly on the rack.

I'm so screwed. And not in the way I fucking want. I shouldn't want her this bad. Hell, I'm not supposed to want her at all. But here I am, sitting in a damn meeting, with a hard-on and a head full of her. I can't find peace. Not at the packhouse, not in meetings, not in this damn office. All I want is her. Bound to my bed. Writhing under my touch. Her wrists tied apart with silk rope, her legs spread for me, not as my enemy, not as the girl I swore to hate, but as the woman I crave more than my next breath.

She wanted some time to ‘think’. I don’t want to think. I want her. I want to win this stupid election, and I want my Luna. And with the full moon looming close, I’m on the verge of just taking what I want… within reason, of course. But lately, I’m at the end of my rope. I know she wants me; I can see the way she blushes and squirms when she looks at me. She wants me badly. She just doesn’t want to admit it, and she’s got this idea in her head that it’s wrong for us to sleep together.

Adam growls down at her angrily. "I want you so fucking bad that you will never understand it. I can barely stand upright when I am around you, I ache so badly for you. There is nothing more I want in this life than to bury myself so deeply inside of you until you forget where you begin and I end. I want to make love to you until we both forget our names. I want to satisfy you so thoroughly that the thought of anyone ever touching you again leaves your mind. I want to-"

she continued. “That bad huh?” I asked. “It’s just not working out. I want a guy that’s gonna throw me over his shoulder and use me like a ragdoll” she expressed. Emma and I laughed. “I’m serious you guys, I want to feel wanted in bed. I want a good, aggressive, wild fuck. I’m tired of ‘making love’. It’s so overrated” she expressed annoyedly. “Well luckily I don’t have that problem” I winked at her playfully, to which she rolled her eyes at me. We both then looked towards Emma who started blushing.

If so, then I see no problem with that" "Truth is, she had a crush on me in high school and I walked out when she told me but now it's been years and after bumping into her of recent, I have been feeling all kinds of affection and it's certain I want her to love me back because I can't get her out of my head, I'm not sure what it is but I know I want her to feel the same way for me again"

She wanted to end it all, she wanted him out of her life. His hot breath was hitting her bare skin. He stared down at those rosy lips and then back to her hazel eyes. He's aroused. Kevin had met a lot of girls, but none had piqued his interest as she did. Her mesmerizing innocence and heavenly body captivated his heart. He had craved her, deeply, insatiably. He didn't know why, but for the past month, he had envisioned her every time he had fuck someone. He's avoiding all other girls for a girl that rejected him. It was downright comical. She was the only thing he ever craved for. He had yearned for her at times so strange that it amazed him. He wasn't familiar with this feeling of wanting s