This Tempting Madness Novels & Stories

"Host, I'm begging you. You're the only one who can save this world now." The glowing orb trembled in front of me nervously. "Jessica has gone insane and is attempting to blow up the world's core. She said that if she doesn't see you, she'll take everyone down with her." I sat in the void as I watched the flickering lines of data on the verge of collapse.

I smile, closing my eyes and the next, I feel his warm lips being pressed against my eyelids as he kisses gently. "And I can never get enough of you," he whispers as his breath hits my lips. "Never?" I chuckle, earning his, "Hm." "There must be addiction, intoxication and madness in love." He adds—whispering, holding my waist possessively. "To what extent has this madness compelled you?" I can't help whisper on his lips and frown a bit. "The madness of this love seduced me to such an extent that I found you in my every prayer."

He teased with a smirk and dived in again. I moaned louder than usual because the tension was building up like crazy. I can't… He continued sucking on my clit and playing with my nipples. I couldn't hold it anymore. My body exploded and I let out a sharp loud cry when it felt like I just convulsed. I couldn't explain the incredible feeling. He stopped and I tried to steady my breathing. “That's it Bambi, you just came for me.” He smirked. “Whatttt… I did?” I pressed my lips innocently, knowing fully well that I wasn't innocent anymore, my head was filled with dirty thoughts of him at the moment.

If I could nail this tomorrow, at least one part of my life would still make sense. But concentration slipped. My mind wandered back to the text, to the wasted evening, to the sudden emptiness in my chest. I scrolled aimlessly, clicked away from the slides, opened a private browser window out of habit more than intention. Before I could stop myself, I typed the name I had bookmarked months ago but never dared visit when Caleb was home. Her videos loaded instantly. My favorite p**n performer. She had long dark hair, full breasts, confident gaze,filled the screen. The thumbnail alone made my breath catch: her legs spread wide on a velvet chair, fingers already buried deep inside her shaved pus

Guess I was back again, unemployed and searching. Get your shut together Amelia, you got this. But the only thing was that I didn't. "Sit." He commanded and I did, taking one big gulp. I offered him a smile which he didn't return. "Is this your sorry excuse of seduction?" He asked me to raise my eyebrows. "Excuse you?" "It would take more than your little clumsy tricks to make me even want to look in your direction" Who was he kidding? I saw his ogling at my breast, yes this wasn't planned, but for about five minutes his eyes were glued there.

I could feel the surge of anticipation, causing my body to instinctively tense up. “I want you so badly, Rus...” He whispered into my ear and kissed me on the neck. “Do you like it?” “Uh, yeah...” There is something incredibly captivating about the way Daniel’s finger glides, evoking a profound sense of euphoria that transports me to a realm above the earthly plane. As I become entranced, a powerful sense of tension wells up inside me, ready to explode at any given instant. “Daniel? Russel?”

Addictions fed and souls sold. I don't need the quiet life. Don't care for peace. Give me the storm. The destruction. Because while Silas handles the kingdom... I rule the dark. I slip past the trees that shroud our condo. Within five minutes, I'm walking among the sheep—calm, casual, and unreadable. The air here is thick with the scent of salt, sex, drugs, and cash. Lust and desperation hang like humidity. It clings to your skin, gets under your nails. I breathe it in like it's oxygen. No wonder people keep coming back. You don't get this kind of high anywhere else.

I beg, my hands gripping the edge of the island for dear life. He obliges, his palm cracking hard against my skin, leaving searing brands of heat while his hand locks around my neck, controlling my breathing. He reaches around, his fingers twisting my nipples through the unbuttoned shirt, manipulating my body like an instrument. I am completely undone, the friction of the latex inside my tight, drenched walls driving me to absolute madness. "That's it, arch that back for me," Jaxon growls, his pace becoming a frantic, blurred piston motion. "Cum again, baby. Let me feel how tight you get for me."

“I don’t get it. I have a high level of alcohol tolerance.” “Oh, I have zero tolerance. I’m uncontrollable and talk non-stop when I’m drunk.” Matteo watched her with an amused look on his face. Her voice sounded like music to his ears. The way she licked the cheese off her soft pink lips it stirred him deeply. With the pale peach top clinging to her perky breasts, he craved to hold her in his arms. Seeing her return to him last night, had made him restless the entire night. The desire to hold her close to him, to kiss her, drove him crazy. He couldn’t stop hoping that maybe she wanted him too just as he did. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he whispered, making her stop her rambling. Maybe getting