Triggering Idle Desires Novels & Stories

As the tranquil beauty of lazy, languid summer evenings, dense with humid vapors, can be overtaken in an instant by raging squalls birthed in the release of powerful energies trapped in the building heat of the day, so my mesmerized awe of her feminine beauty is transformed in a furious heartbeat into something much more primal- longings deep but never before voiced, linked to senses and appetites that this lovely, wantonly seductive woman has, without effort or design, awakened and against which I know at once, neither of us has any defense. I want to kiss and lick her warm sweating thighs sensuously, worshipfully, but most of all, freely, without shame or self-consciousness – no roles, no

she started, her voice dropping into that soft, dangerous tone again. "No. Listen to me." I was backing out of the room now. I pointed a finger at her, and I absolutely that my hand was shaking. "You’re naked all the time. ALL the time, Laurel. In the kitchen, in the living room, bent over the dishwasher like you’re filming a porno. It’s impossible not to see you. That’s not attraction, that’s just basic fucking biology. A naked person walks into a room, people look. That doesn’t mean I want to eat your pussy." The word pussy tasted wrong in my mouth. Too deliberate. Too much.

No rush, no dominance; just tender connection. One such morning, sunlight slanting golden across the sheets, Alexander kissed Luca awake, slow and deep. Julian watched, eyes soft, before joining, placing his lips against Luca’s neck, hands roaming lazily. “We need this,” Alexander murmured, sliding down Luca’s body, lips brushing his hip. “To remember why we’re doing it.” Luca arched as Alexander took his cock into his mouth with a gentle suction, tongue swirling without urgency. Julian kissed Luca’s lips, swallowing his pleading moans, fingers teasing his entrance with feather-light circles.

I moaned under his touch as his hand moved down my thigh, caressing every inch of my skin as I grabbed his hair. The kiss was growing into something more aggressive in that state of act. We both couldn’t control what we were feeling. But after a lot of struggles, we pulled apart. “You’re sweet, Hailey. I’ll have to control my thirst for you.” Jace winked as he smiled. “What if I say, don’t?” “What do you mean?” “What if I say that I don’t need you to control your thirst around me? What if I say that I...I...that I want you.”

With closed eyes and heavy breaths, she eagerly awaited that first kiss, parting her lips to invite him in. Frustration consumed her as she still didn't feel his lips. She furrowed her brows in confusion and opened her eyes to an empty space . Disappointment flooding over her. It was just another hallucination, leaving her burning with unfulfilled desire. Slamming her hand onto the basin platform, she closed her eyes, attempting to regain composure. Anger surged within as she blamed herself for again thinking of him. Determined to break free from his hold, she glared at herself in the mirror. desperate to quell her insatiable desires she Fixed her hair and stormed out of the washroom, ready

His sex drive with me was pretty high and I was quite excited about that. He worked late hours right from the beginning but he always compensated me with some exciting amount of money or some awesome meals from a fancy restaurant down the street almost every night. I didn't have a job because he didn't want me to and I was very okay with that. Why did I need to suffer and embrace the hustle culture when I already had someone who gave me everything? So I didn't even have to do so much since I had everything I needed. Until that evening finally came. I had decided to check out the same restaurant where Eric usually got my food from, just to try out something new. He was running late as usual b

It was like I was walking on a cloud, and I had to focus on every step I took. As the night drew on, my behavior became increasingly reckless and impulsive. The tequila had energized me, and I felt like I could conquer the world. I laughed louder, spoke brasher, and took risks without a second thought. The excitement of the moment was addictive, and I desired more.

Chapter Twenty Two- Sins In Sinful Paradise- Asserting His Dominance Part Three As hard as I tried, I could not ignore those urges, I could not ignore my desires, I could not ignore just how horny I was, I could not ignore how much I needed to be touched- and that in no time, messed with my brain. I thought of something daring and stupid and executed that something daring and very stupid. I winced multiple times as I sat up and stared at the man, a very forbidden man, sleeping next to me.

I asked him. He shrugged his shoulder and flashed a smile before he walked off into the bathroom. I laid down on the bed and sighed. My mind kept traveling to Mr. Clark and his sexiness. The way he stared at me and the way he bit his bottom lip drove me into a lustful mood. Dang it, I thought to myself. What did he want with me? Ugh! I got off the bed and headed towards the door. "Hey, I'm leaving!" I shouted before I walked out the door.

Right then, I focused more on finding more ideas I could explore in order to get to my answer. I tapped my pencil on my chin, trying to think of other things Renald told me that could be a clue. The arousal? Urgh! I kept getting back to that primitive desire. In the end, I wrote it down too. ‘Deep, intense, unconscious desire for supernatural creatures’. I tilted my head, trying to remember what I could of the biology of arousal when suddenly, a shadow loomed over me from behind.