They Want Her So Bad Novels & Stories

She wanted him to do so much more but she wasn't sure what it was she actually wanted him to do. She knew if he took her back to the bedroom she would be helpless to refuse him she wanted him so much and he knew it too, he could see the flush on her skin from what he was doing. He wanted to yell at his men to get out and lay her on the table spreading her legs wide so he could lick her juices she was so wet it was dripping over his hand. 'My God, little Zaya, your pussy is so wet, so ready I want to fuck you so badly, I need to bury my cock deep in its silky warmth.'

“Aren't you her friend? Why are you doing this?” I couldn't even believe her nerve. I knew how much Bella adored her. She loved her like her own blood. She always looked out for her. “Because I want you!” She shouted. “I want you to be my boy toy. Why don't you love me? Am I not pretty enough for you?” she moved even closer to massage my shoulders. “What the fuck is this drama? Boy toy?” I thought to myself. “She tells me how much she wants Bruce and right now, she's out there, with Hardin. I don't even know who she wants at this rate.”

Nate asked, his head tilted in interest as he looked at the woman he had been enthralled with. “It’s not important,” she said with a swing of her hands. “It is important. Where is he?” Nate asked more firmly. “He is in Wistarquiem,” she said slowly, not making eye contact with Nate. “Go to him. Bring him home,” Nate said. She shook her head. “No, I do not want him. I’ve never wanted him.” “You can not say that. Not after feeling the power of the bond.” “I can. I mean it. I don’t want him. I want you. I’ve always wanted you. I will fight her for you to my dying breath, I will fight to have what should be mine.” Her eyes filled with tears and Nate watched her with a sorrowful expression.

How can someone care so dearly about that asshole? I want that. I want her. I want her to want— to need me— just as much as she needs him, even more.

I reached for her left hand to check. She yanked it back. "Stop that. I'm not an idiot." "I know you're not. I'm just trying to understand." "Then explain it to me. Why do you need Jason's ring so badly. She stood up from the bed. It caught me off guard. She moved quickly. "What's come over you, Skylar?"

doesn’t give him what he wants. ” “He said he’ll release it if she I closed my eyes. My jaw tightened. My chest burned like fire, but the coldest part was in my gut. I felt sick. My vision went dark around the edges. “And what does he want?” I asked quietly. Kira cried again. “A night with her. ” My breath stopped. If I hadn’t been holding onto the wall, I would’ve fallen. My entire body shook with anger, raw, boiling anger that made my hands tremble. I pressed my teeth together to keep myself from

Figure out what you actually want. Because I already know what I want. I want her. All of her. Body, mind, soul. I want her to look at me and see more than the monster who bought her. I want her to say my name like a prayer instead of a curse. I want her to choose me. Not because she's trapped. But because she wants to stay. And until she can do that? I'll sleep on this uncomfortable couch. I'll take cold showers. I'll ache for her every second of every day.

The voice that didn't pitch itself up or down for drama because the situation had enough without his help. "What do you want to do." Not what are we going to do. Not what should we do. What do you want to do. The specific precision of a man asking a woman a question and meaning only her answer. "I want to keep the baby." "All right." "I want my mother kept out of it." "All right." "I want the truth about my father to come out. Whatever you have been building, Harry. Whatever the cost." He looked at me. "Even if the cost is the contract."

“ Tell me how badly you want me to f*ck you?” “ Carter—” “ Just say it.” A part of her baulked, she didn’t want to admit it but when her gaze fell on his eyes that were filled with wild maniacal frenzy, she hooked her arms around him as she whispered, “ I need it bad.” She didn’t want him to think about what was eating him, he might be saying that he was alright she knew he wasn’t.

"The antagonist is so pitiful! I feel so sorry for him. If the female protagonist hadn't kept toying with his feelings, he would never have ended up like that!" "If only I could save him! I'll set him straight and bring him back on the path to righteousness!" "He's such a handsome character! I think he's even more good-looking than the male protagonist. The female protagonist must be blind!" "I'm so in love with you, Clayton Amos. Can't you like me back?" "You can't let anything bad happen to yourself, Clayton! Please…" "He vowed to marry me!" "The wedding dress is so beautiful! I wonder if Clayton is going to like it!"