Violet Haze

Hungry Heart

I've been in an open relationship with Nathan, my long-term boyfriend, who already has another girlfriend. So far, no one has sparked my interest until Benedict Grant, a charismatic local businessman, catches my attention at my favorite cafe and discreetly slips his card into my pocket.

What starts as a chance encounter quickly blossoms into a passionate whirlwind romance. As our connection deepens, secrets we've held close transform into mutual desires, and everything feels right—until a devastating murder of someone close to me turns my world upside down, leaving me reeling and heartbroken.

Now, with my life irrevocably altered and doubts creeping in about the power of love alone to sustain us, I'm left wondering… will Benedict prove he’s the one who can truly soothe my hungry heart?
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  • christajohnnissenshared an impression10 months ago
    👍Worth reading
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  • Adawwiyah Harun (justloveme)has quoted5 months ago
    He moves and readjusts as we continue kissing, and then his hand is on my thigh and moving up under my skirt. Already riding up due to our position, it’s not long until he’s cupping my ass in his hands and making appreciative sounds into my mouth as he gives the cheek a squeeze.

    Sliding my hands up in his hair, I grab some as I rock my body up into his, which has him rocking into me in return. Our mouths alternate between tongues tangling and simple kissing, and his hand doesn’t move from my ass. We just lie here, kissing, and it’s the first time in a long while I’ve done nothing else but kiss.
  • Adawwiyah Harun (justloveme)has quoted5 months ago
    Instead, I place my hands on his shoulders, lifting my head off the couch until our lips press against one another as I make a decision for both of us. And it’s such a sweet, gentle, closed-mouth kiss; the kind where you both want it, and you’re not sure how far you can go, or how fast. His lips are soft yet firm, the taste of the scotch he drank on them, and with our mouths simply pressed together, I’m the first to give in. I open mine a little and he groans, his weight coming down on me more, pressing me into the sofa as his tongue invades my mouth with no sign of his earlier hesitation in sight.
  • Adawwiyah Harun (justloveme)has quoted5 months ago
    His eyes drop to my lips as I lick them, then back up to my eyes where the fire in them has relit.

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