His Forbidden DesireUpdated at Feb 26, 2026, 04:55
"Careful what you ask for, little kitten," he warned, his voice low, dark, almost a groan."I want you to ruin me, dominate me, and make me your personal slut," I whispered, drawing closer to him. His eyes darkened, his breath heavy and hot. I could see the bulge in his trousers, feel his cock pressing against my stomach, and I wanted nothing else but for him to pin me against the wall and claim me.For five years, I’ve carried this secret craving, this burning obsession. I fantasize about him, imagine taking him, touching him, losing myself in him. I’ve tried to resist, tried to bury it, but the seed was planted long ago—and it grows stronger every day.And then… he knocks on my door. The sound makes my breath catch. Everything I’ve tried to hide, everything I’ve denied, threatens to spill out. I know this is dangerous. I know it’s wrong. But I can’t stop thinking about him.Alpha Kingsley is everything I shouldn’t want—controlled, composed, untouchable. To the world, he is a perfect man of discipline. To me, he is temptation itself. Every look, every word, every touch is a spark, a fire I can’t put out. And as the days pass, as our paths cross in ways I can’t avoid, I’m forced to confront a truth I’ve been hiding from myself: desire doesn’t care about rules, loyalty, or age.Forbidden, reckless, and dangerous—that was it. And how am I going to survive being in the same house with him all holiday?