Ebony Lust Novels & Stories

"But pride is a human error. And the First Luna is tired of errors" Beside me, in his own block of Black Ice, Eryx was a statue of unrefined fury. I could see the iridescent "Grey" starlight beneath his skin struggling to ignite, but the ice was a perfect insulator. It absorbed his carnal heat and turned it into more obsidian crystal. His crimson eyes were fixed on the scythe, his jaw locked in a silent roar that would never reach the air.

Something that made my chest tighten with both lust and dangerous affection. “This is our last night,” she whispered, climbing onto the bed and straddling me. “I want you to ruin me, Ethan. I want you to fuck me so hard I feel you for weeks after you leave.” I grabbed her hips and pulled her down for a deep, possessive kiss. Our tongues fought for dominance. She moaned into my mouth as she ground her bare pussy against my rapidly hardening cock. “You are such a filthy little slut,” I growled against her lips. “Sneaking into your stepson’s room every night to get fucked while your husband sleeps downstairs.”

"Okay for years now I've not had anyone in my life. It's because of my past but I really want nothing to do with people. I've done everything on my own, even pleased myself when I had an erection but then you did what you did yesterday and I realized how much I'd forgotten the taste of someone. It's not the same as using my own hands." "What are you driving at?" I was bitterly confused. "I'll pay you to be my exclusive sex partner." He said. His blank face didn't help me understand what he was thinking or what on earth was going on through his head as he spoke. "I thought you said you didn't do love." I reminded him, still not understanding his concept. "And this doesn't require love. I want

That night in the main room—bare walls, dirty mattress—Dax and Lula took me apart like a win. Dax fucked my throat. Lula ate my pussy. Then both holes full till I screamed. Saint watched from the corner, cage wet. I came so hard I blacked out for seconds, woke with Dax’s cum on my tits and Lula saying, “You’re a fucking goddess.” Later I stood on the roof, wind cutting, new tattoo fresh on my side: QUEEN OF THE BLACKTOP, still bleeding. The drive had one last file. “JAX – FINAL MESSAGE”

I was stunned when she opens up her legs to revealed the pretty hole that makes me gulped down. She is about to masturbate before her cellphone which she had gotten ready for video. Without any effort I know at once the caller must be Ebony. Keach began earnestly. Her fingers crawl into her pussy but she wander around her clit first. Her fingers expertly crawling into her hole and withdrawing. This got me so much in Lust. I have been masturbating too. Yeah, when my love life has been a barren wasteland. This time I get up from where I sat. I needed a distraction. I have been heartbroken and sulking for JL's departure.

One of the men nodded his head, and by his smile, Tayson could tell he was impressed. "Me too." "Count me in." And the room soon chorused in a charter setting the grey eyes man in a truce. Even a single veto would have served as a hindrance to his proposal. Personally, Tayson highly admired the artist Ebony, and the fact that his mother was a fan of that secret covet artist made him want to discover her. He was sure that it was a woman. Because Ebony expressed a kind of pain that could pull the strings of hearts, a kind of darkness that could lure you into the endless night, a kind of sensualism that could tingle your bone.

Those words sent a mix of excitement and trepidation coursing through me, leaving me utterly breathless. Don't give in, I desperately reminded myself, reminding my racing thoughts of his notorious womanizing ways. Yet, in the same breath, Eve's advice echoed in my mind—maybe getting under him would be the best way to finally rid myself of this overwhelming lust that had consumed me ever since that dream. Conflicting emotions swirled within me, lust battling against reason, and no matter how hard I tried to wrestle with the logic, nothing seemed to make sense anymore. Giovanni Haynes

Leo was the type of person it was hard to just cut out of your life. Ebony rushed her through dressing and attempting to making herself look presentable, before she ushered Amber of the club and to the awaiting taxi. Amber didn’t say shit on the ride to the clinic while Ebony chatted up the driver. The driver was an older gentleman with most of his teeth but no hair on his head. But Ebony liked older men and in her words “They can just take their teeth out and eat your fucking pussy with nothing getting in the way.”

I said to myself OMG I am now in trouble how am I supposed keep my lust in check. Damn it now trying to resist the lust and fire within me. please come in i said as he walk in pass me his cologne and his body was so mesmerizing that I stand their by the door for a good three minutes before coming back to my senses and closing the door. I said to myself why did this man had to be so handsome why did I had to have this intense attraction for him.

Stepping inside the gazebo, my feet sank into the plush white carpet that stretched before me, seemingly endless. There, at the other end of this makeshift aisle, stood Eddie. My breath hitched in my throat. He was breathtaking, even more handsome than usual. A radiant smile split his face, crinkling the corners of his eyes. He wore a classic black tuxedo, his dark hair perfectly styled, the very picture of a fairytale prince.