This Tempting Madness Novels & Stories

My body was just moving on its own, rocking steadily, trying to ease the ache between my legs, trying to rub against the firm thickness anchored beneath me. I twisted and circled my hips. I writhed. I let go of his shoulder and grabbed my breast with one hand, brushing across my nipple with my thumb. Everything I did only made the buzz louder, the hum in my veins more intense. I'd forgotten about the glass windows and the people around us. "Tell me what you're doing to me," I begged. "Tell me what you would be doing to me right now."

She picked up the call, wondering why she called earlier than she was supposed to. "Hello Amanda, I haven't gotten any…" Prisca said but was cut off by the alarming tone of Amanda's voice. "Hello Babe, where are you?" Amanda asked, her voice resonating loudly in Prisca's car. "I'm stuck in this traffic here. What's the problem? Why are you sounding like this?" Prisca asked. "It's this video" "What video?" "Of you and Clem in bed?" "What? How? I don't understand"

Marcus Hale’s name attached like an underline. Something hot and unfamiliar twisted in his chest. Jealousy. He hated it. Hated that he had no claim. Hated that wanting her felt like trespassing. He called her. It went unanswered. Clara returned home later than she intended, mind buzzing with possibilities. Marcus’s offer wasn’t just tempting—it was clean. No shadows. No history weaponized against her. Her phone buzzed again. Adrian. This time, she answered. “Where are you?” he asked, too quickly.

Yet he knew with chilling certainty: if he dared to breathe in the full, intoxicating scent of his wife, he would lose control. Completely. Dark thoughts crept in.Wild, feral temptations. The notion of ravaging her, of sinking his teeth into her neck until the taste of blood flooded his mouth. It was a fantasy so dangerous, so forbidden… and yet so seductively real. It was madness. And yet it was so, so tempting. “Fuck…” he growled under his breath, his jaw tight with restraint.

she said…her voice coming out softer than expected. Malachi tapped on something on his laptop and got up from his chair. “Then don’t” he said still staring at his laptop. “ we’re acting out this non-insulting scene I wrote” he said sarcastically Sierra was still looking at him confused. “Come on…get up” he said reaching out for her hand. At this point Sierra couldn’t tell if she was dreaming or not. The Malachi she was used to was the ‘very non chalant annoying British guy’

Wet hair framed his allure, awakening a stirring feeling within her. In that captivating moment, Cassie felt a mix of emotions. How could a regular guy look so stunning? But his icy eyes had a mysterious depth that fascinated and unsettled her. The temptation was real, challenging her determination. Almost succumbing to the allure, Cassie found solace in a whispered prayer—' Holy Ghost fire' repeated three times, a plea to restore composure. Frustration colored her thoughts; this man, an irresistible temptation, seemed to defy restraint. The realization lingered—She wouldn't face judgment if she gave in to the temptation and let herself be wrapped in his hug.

“Because temptation… is inevitable. And some desires… are meant to consume.” His fingers brushed my cheek, tracing a line down to my jaw, sending sparks racing through me. My heartbeat thundered, my thoughts scattered, yet I wanted it. I wanted him. I craved the danger, the forbidden thrill that wrapped around us, intoxicating and inescapable. “You’re… reckless,” I whispered, chest heaving, breath uneven, trembling under the heat of him. “And you’re irresistible,” he countered, eyes dark, smoldering, commanding. “And that’s why none of this matters. The pull… the fire… it’s inevitable. And you’re already lost.”

It seemed as though a certain big devil hadn't received an haircut in the last six months. He simply looked like a beautiful little girl with the colourful ribbons bonding his hair together in a man bun. Cinderella's throat ran dry. What kind of wicked temptation was this? She was here to kill him then why was he seducing her? This mad man! She was so distracted, She even collided with a table filled with drinks. " I'm sorry! " " Watch the hell where you go, Motherfvcker! " The sound seemed to attract the big devil. He raised his head, looked in her direction and met eyes with her.

Katarina’s POV: Back at Velmorra "You're staring again," I muttered. Vittorio didn’t answer. Because, of course, he was. We stepped through the threshold into madness. And I do mean madness. It wasn’t just an orgy—it was art. Chaos wrapped in silk and sweat. Velvet curtains. Red haze. Bodies writhing to slow music that pulsed like sex. Skin on skin, hips grinding, tongues everywhere. The air smelled like jasmine and sin, and moaned like it had a pulse of its own.

Teyana sucks his dick, as he was about to cum in her mouth. Noticing his absentmindedness, Teyana seductively rubbed her chest region pulling the hair behind her ear while she faked a cough. “Mmm ... .mmm” Neil was brought out of his lost state. A bit embarrassed by the situation,his manager asked if he was alright,he nodded his head like a lizard trying to keep his cool. “Am good with the terms you’ve stated” Cee blurted. Other business associates were a bit stunned by his quick agreement to the proposal,it was so unlike him that would usually request for weeks or even months before accepting a contract.