You Are My Desire Drama Novels & Stories

The moonlight was silver and cool, but against my bare skin, it felt as delicate as frost. I tilted my face upward, clearly seeing the dark, intense desire clouding his eyes. Then, still pressing his hand against me, I tightened my grip slightly. "Dr. Clayton, can we start now?" Jonathan's palm was burning hot. It felt like his heat might scorch right through my skin. His Adam's apple bobbed again violently. Beneath the overwhelming desire in his gaze, there was something even more terrifying—an intense, all-consuming possessiveness that seemed ready to devour me whole.

His hands trembled as he tried but couldn't put it out, his heart pounding in his chest. "Nate, stay back!" Her voice was the last clear thing he heard before the fire roared to life. His mind raced through every possible escape, but all he could hear was the relentless crackling of the flames, closing in, wrapping around him like a living, breathing thing. The heat blistered his skin, the air too thick to breathe. He could barely see through the haze, barely think past the panic. She was inside, inside that fire. He had to save her. He tried. He called her name, over and over, his tiny voice raw with desperation.

“Tell me what you want.” Her heart thundered. “I want…” The words caught in her throat. Freedom. Power. Love. Could she have it all? Could she have him? Isla clenched her fists, memories flashing through her mind. The pain. The loss. The revenge. And Dante. Always Dante. She looked up at him, and for the first time, she let go of the past. “I want you,” she whispered. Dante’s eyes darkened with triumph, and before she could take another breath, his lips crashed against hers.

“So ask yourself if that’s what you really want. Because I’m done pretending I don’t feel this. I’m done being the one who watches while you choose someone else.” River exhaled sharply through his nose, shoulders rising and falling as he tried to steady himself. The red mark on his cheek still throbbed from her slap, but the pain in his eyes was deeper—anger, guilt, and something dangerously close to defiance. He fixed his gaze on her, jaw tight. “I love Scarlett,” he said, the words coming out rough, almost angry. “Okay? She’s the one I want to be with.” The corridor seemed to shrink around them. Jada’s breath caught, a small, broken sound escaping her throat. For a heartbeat, the world nar

It was supposed to rile me up, fuel me to claim her and make her say the golden word, but it only made me curious to know her. And you see that curiosity? To me, it’s dangerous. Why do I want to know the little dove? Why do I play images of that night on a constant loop in my head? Why does my cock harden at the thought of her voice? It’s why I didn’t fucking bother to find her. But now, she’s standing in front of me like a prize. Her teary blue eyes are blown wide, her breath bursting in and out as she stares at me. “Mr….Mr…”

“Because I didn’t think you were joking when you said you liked me.” Ethan looked down at the table, trying to steady his hands. The memory of the backyard, the confession, the first real moment they’d shared—it all made his chest tighten. “Still a dare?” Noah teased lightly. “Or was that just the first step toward admitting you’ve wanted this too?” Ethan’s throat went dry. “I’ve wanted it,” he whispered. “For a long time.” Noah’s grin widened, dangerous and warm at the same time. “Finally,” he said. “Finally, you admit it.”

He got curious. "Because I'm confused as to what to call how I feel about you. I tried to ask g****e and g****e's answer to me was, 'I'm desiring someone'. I still don't know that words exist. But because of g****e I found out. I was desiring my professor, I was desiring you." His throat went dry and his knees turn to jelly he even swayed a little. What he heard rendered his capability to speak. His Hera is so innocent, He can't imagined that Hera could feel desire towards him.

His eyes are filled with lust as he push and pull his fingers inside me. "This is what I want, Tia. Give it to me and your secret is safe with me." "No, stop it, Elijah! Ahh Ohh!" I don't know what to do. The fire in his eyes was ignited more. The way he moves his fingers are getting rougher as if he's giving me no choice but to obey. "You enjoyed me last night, Tiara. What is the difference if I get to fuck you anytime I want?" He asked. He pulled his fingers off me and showed how soaked it was with my juices.

The desire between us is so intense that I admire her breasts with rigid nipples, caught in the act, nearly drooling as I look at my cock submerged in the water, completely hard. Lyana feels the electricity and the insane way it’s deadly, surrounded by water, with her hair standing on end as she tries to squeeze her thighs together to ease the ache. I rise from the bathtub, standing next to her, blowing against her bare shoulder, making her let out a moan. Our gazes exchange complicity. It’s pure desire, and for the first time since I laid eyes on this woman in that hospital, I’m in fucking paradise. “After dinner, I’ll satisfy all those dirty desires written in your gaze,” I murmur against