Novels by Favy Beeee

Pastor Hughes POVI kissed her with all my strength, shutting my eyes tightly and imagining that I was kissing Hughes.I started exploring form her bottom lips, using my tongue to bash on it, and using my teeth to grind gently on it.I blew air on her mouth, warming it up for our pleasure.She moaned into my mouth and she took care of my upper lip, doing exactly what I was doing to her but she was more aggressive.She kissed my lips like she had never kissed before.She drew my lips into her mouth, using her tongue to move all around, generating so much saliva.I have never had this much saliva on my lips before and instead of finding it appealing, I found it very nasty.“Hmm, they taste so good and they are so soft too.”She said in her squeaky voice and she moved her hands behind me, grabbing my back and digging her fingers into them.She held onto me tighter than she is probably holding onto life.I kissed her for a short time but it felt like hours because one I was not deriving a

Pastor Ken's POV“I am really sorry, ma'am.”“What are you really sorry about, pastor Ken.”She furrowed her eyebrows at me and pushed me away, slightly.“That is if you are even worthy to be called a pastor.”She spat at the floor, using her leg to step on it.“Please calm down, I promise, this is not as deep as you think it is and we can come to an understanding please.”I begged and fell to my knees,grabbing one of her cellulite filled thighs and looking straight into her eyes for mercy.She ignored me and turned her face to the side, hardening up her face.“Is that all you got? You have to beg me till I agree because you know that once that video goes viral, you are in huge trouble. The entire community would hate you for life and you would never preach on an altar again.”She was right.“And you might even be accused of rape.”My eyes widened.I hated that word.It was a trigger word for me.“Rape?”I raised my eyebrows at her.“Yes, I would tell the whole world that you started

Pastor Ken's POVWe continued watching the series naked on the couch.My hand was on his naked and flabby dick, massing his balls and just enjoying the feeling I got from it.His hands were also on my limp penis, his thumb circling around my dick, making my pre cum erupt in his hands.The blanket was tossed to the side, some parts on the ground and you can actually perceive the pungent scent of sex and male orgasm filling the air.One of the best scents in this life.I loved it so much.“Not gonna lie, pastor Ken, this series is actually very intriguing.”I side eyed him and smiled, stroking my chin.“I told you you would love it.”“Yes I do.”“Okay, so my throat is kind of dry, let me go and get a drink from the kitchen.”“Okay Pastor.”I stood up, held him by his beards and kissed him and I went into the kitchen.“Jesus!!!”My heart almost entered my body with what I saw in the kitchen.I thought that I was hallucinating at first but when the figure spoke to me, I confirmed that it

Hughes POVI felt it.I felt the edge of his teeth sliding on my dick, making me almost lose control.I felt every touch from the front and edge of his tongue sucking on my dick.I felt his saliva drooling down my hard dick, starting from the tip and ending on the shaft.I felt every emotion he told me I was going to feel when I was younger.And I loved it.Each and every one of it.“Ahhh, fuck!”I moaned loudly again as he bopped his head on my dick, and I felt my dick reach the edges of his mouth.He moved my hard dick to the side of his cheek and the skin of his cheek pressed onto my dick, moulding imprints of his mouth on my faithful dick.“Holy, fuck!!”My eyes rolled back, turning in and my hand started shivering.I felt very stuck.I felt like the world was revolving around my head.I was on cloud ten and eleven.“Aghh, Jeez!”My legs were giving up and my moans were getting heavier.He put one of his hands on my mouth, covering my screams, and turning them into mumbles.“Keep

Pastor Ken's POV“Why do you like this series so much, it is not even about Christianity."Hughes said, and grabbed a huge chunk of popcorn into his hands.“Do I have to hate it just because it is not Christian?"I looked at him with wandering eyes, expecting a very valuable reply to my question.“No, I do not mean it like that. I just thought that maybe you only watched Christian movies.”“And why would you think that?”“Because while growing up, you always taught me to do things that glorify God, and it includes watching movies.”I smiled at him, using my hand to pat on his head. I nodded, agreeing to what he just said.“Yes I did teach you that but now you are an adult, you have to understand that rules change.”“So I can watch things that do not glorify God.”“That is not my point, Hughes. My point is that you should please God but not to your displeasure. Do things for yourself too. This series is not completely bad, it just teaches about murder and some master mind plans that ca

Pastor Ken's POVI let the hot shower drool from my face to my back, splashing away and trickling down on my lower body.“Agh.”I groaned in relief from what the water was doing to me and I started washing off my body slowly.I used the soap and sponge to wash my areas, making sure to form lather and to scrub on intimate areas.I took my time washing myself up, enjoying the warm bath that I failed to notice when Hughes entered the bathroom.“Someone's dick is hard from hot water.”I shook from fear and the soap I was holding fell from my hands.I raised my head and saw that it was Hughes standing in front of me, with a smirk on his face, fully naked and his arms crossed around his chest.“Wh-what are you doing here?”I asked, taking the soap back to my body to continue the lather.“I came to shower-with you.”“What about your mom?”That was the first thing I thought about.I already broke her heart this evening by refusing to sleep with her. I did not want to make it worse by her find

Isadora“So unbelievable,” I muttered to myself as I walked into the estate’s private bar.The place was quiet and empty. Just what I needed.I reached behind the counter and pulled down the first bottle I could see. Vodka. I grabbed a glass and poured a way more than a reasonable amount, then downed it like water.My throat burned. Good. I refilled. Again, and again.I rested my head against the cool marble of the counter, eyes closed, my head spinning slightly.I should’ve known. I should’ve seen it. And Viktor.Damn Viktor.“Putting things in my head,” I whispered again.I didn’t even hear the door swing open.“Isa?”I turned. Slowly.Talk about the devil. Viktor stood in the doorway. “I figured I’d find you here.”“You followed me?”“Not exactly. Heard the voices earlier. And then the slam.”“You heard us arguing?”He stepped closer. “The whole damn house nearly heard it.”I exhaled and turned back to the counter.“You okay?”I laughed bitterly. “Do I look okay?”He came closer an

Isadora“She said I what?”“You heard me,” I snapped. “She said you invited her.”He looked stunned. “I didn’t.”I folded my arms. “You’re gonna stand there and lie to my face?”“I’m not lying.”“She said it like it was nothing.”He stepped forward. “I swear to you, I didn’t invite her.”I scoffed. “You think I’m an idiot?”“No. Isa, come on.”I moved around him, pacing. “So let me get this straight— you didn’t invite her, and yet I overheard both of you in the hallway? That was your voice, Ivan. And hers. Talking.”His jaw flexed. “Okay. Yes. I spoke to her. She showed up and pulled me aside. I was caught off guard.”“Then why the hell did you lie when I asked who you were talking to? Why act like I was imagining things?”“Because I knew exactly how this would go!”“You mean I’d be pissed? Yeah, imagine that. Imagine being mad that the man I’m with is whispering in corners with a woman he used to fuck at my goddamn birthday.”“Isa—”“No, don’t ‘Isa’ me right now.”“I was trying to pr

Isadora“I swear, it was her,” I said, sliding into the booth beside Mariana. “Same woman from the salon.”Mariana turned to face me, brow raised. “The one that gave you that weird vibe and compliment?"I nodded. “Now it all clicks.”“What happened?”“She walked straight up to our table like she belonged there. Introduced herself as Elina Petrov.”Mariana blinked. “Petrov? That name sounds familiar.”I ignored that and kept going. “She acted all calm, like she was in charge. Said it was a shame how my birthday ended, insinuating that she was there."Mariana’s head tilted. “Wait. She was at the party?”I nodded slowly. “Yes she was, and I'm realising she was the voice I heard speaking with him at the bathroom. And guess what?"“What?”“She said Ivan invited her.”Mariana’s jaw went slack. “What?”I nodded again, trying to keep my voice steady. “I asked her who brought her. She smiled and said Ivan did. Like it was nothing.”“No way.”“That’s not even the worst part.”Mariana’s brows sh

I didn’t take my eyes off her. The woman, same black hair, same unsettling calm, walking toward me confidently. Poised.“Isadora,” she said smoothly. “We meet again.”I blinked. “You were at the salon.”“Among other places,” she replied, smile faint. She turned to Viktor. “Viktor.”“You are?” he asked politely, nodding."Elina."He paused for a moment, then cocked an eyebrow. "Petrov, the Elina Petrov?"“I suppose so,” she smirked, her eyes flicking back to me.“You two know each other?” I asked carefully.“Not personally,” Viktor replied. “She’s… been around.”“A pleasure,” she said, offering her hand.I shook it briefly, not missing the cold undertone in her voice. “Likewise.”“I’ll give you two a moment,” Viktor said, already backing away. Elina slid into the booth across from me, where Viktor had been.“You’re very pretty,” she said.I tilted my head. “What is this? A game?”“No games,” she said smoothly. “I just figured it was time we officially met and had a talk. Woman to woman

"You good?” Mariana asked again.I didn’t answer. She stared at the screen a second longer. “Do you wanna get out of here? Just clear your head?”“Where?”“Club. It’s not very busy tonight, I confirmed.”I didn’t respond right away, hesitating as thoughts of the image and the mysterious woman lingered.“Come on,” she said gently. “It’ll help.”I looked at the photo one more time, then locked my phone.“Yeah. Fine.”The music played low, more for ambiance than anything else. The club was half-lit, the bar glowing a soft blue, tables empty except for us and a few other people. We slid into a booth near the corner. Mariana ordered something non-alcoholic. But I hadn't touched my drink yet.“You sure you wanna sit here and drool?” she asked, sipping hers.I nodded, eyes on the glass in front of me.“Do you want me to stay?” she asked after a few seconds.I glanced at her. “It’s fine. I know you've got work to do."She hesitated. “Okay… just holler if you change your mind.”I gave a tiny n

A knock landed on the door. I didn’t move.“Isadora?” It was Mariana.I didn’t say anything.“Can I come in?”I sighed, still sitting on the edge of the bed. “Door’s open.”She walked in slowly, glancing around like she wasn’t sure if she belonged. Her hands were tucked nervously into the pockets of her jacket.“I heard about what happened downstairs,” she said gently.“Of course you did. Probably everyone in the house did.”She closed the door behind her and stepped in further. “I just wanted to check on you. You okay?”I let out a short, humorless laugh. “Define okay.”Mariana gave a small smile and walked over. “Can I sit?”I nodded, and she dropped onto the floor in front of me, legs crossed like a kid.“I saw Ivan in the hall. He didn’t say much.”“Yeah,” I muttered. “He never does.”“You wanna talk about it?”I stayed silent for a few seconds. Then it all just… spilled out. “I’m just tired,” I said. “So damn tired.”Mariana looked up at me. “Of what?”“Of everything. The chaos.

Bonnie's POV.He wanted to kill me, I could see it in those, violent brown eyes of his. My mind told me to run but I was too stubborn.I wanted to apologize and let him know that I seriously had no hand in whatever happened, I was just as confused as he was and thought I fucked a stranger.I was horny, which was why I allowed it to happen, otherwise, I would still be a virgin now and to think I lost it to Jeremy of all people, the man I hated so much, was an irony.Now I wish I could turn back the hands of time, all these would never have happened.I was struggling to breathe, his hand was blocking my air-way as he glared at me with so much hatred that I trembled.He was hell-bent on ending it all, when he suddenly released me and I collapsed to the ground, coughing badly as I placed a hand on my chest."Get out." He said slowly, taking a step backwards. "Run, before you meet your end."I didn't dare to be stubborn this time and despite the pain in my chest, I got up and ran into my r

Jeremy's POV.Once again, this filthy bitch had ruined things for me, just like her selfish parents. I was pretty young, when I saw Bonnie's parents sabotage mine for a business deal.Then to get the media off their backs, they adopted me and pretended to be the best parents ever, meanwhile, they were just a demon within, just like their daughter."Pearl, please. Just wait up." I yelled as I chased after my fiancee, who just called things off with me.She shouldn't have done this. How do I survive without her?"Let me go, Jeremy." She struggled as I grabbed her by the arm, turning her around forcefully to face me.Her face was covered in tears and my heart tightened against my chest, knowing I had hurt her and at the same time, rage burned through my veins.It was all because of that slutty girl, called Bonnie.She hated to see me happy and I wish I could understand why."Why J-jeremy?" She sniffed as she snatched her arm from me to wipe her tears."Of all people, how dare you choose

Bonnie's POV."Bonnie?" He called out in disbelief, blinking repeatedly at me, to probably be sure I was the one.I was lost too, because how could this be happening.What was going on?Why the hell was I in bed with Jeremy, naked and why does my entire body all seem to be hurting?I saw him last night, making out with Pearl on the sofa in the living room, so how come he was now, naked beside me?"Bonnie, what have you done?" Rage flashed in Jeremy's eyes as he grabbed me, his nails digging into my flesh as his voice jolted memories that flew back into my mind.............I broke from the kiss, moving away to see a guy that looked like Jeremy as my eyes widened slightly in disbelief.This was definitely not Jeremy though, I saw him downstairs with Pearl."Who are you and what are you doi...?" I was cut off with another kiss as he continued to kiss me hard, his hand wrapping around my waist and drawing me into him."Stop talking. I want you."I tried to push him off but I was too we

Bonnie's POV.'I hate this and I hate him.' I thought as I felt rage burning through my veins.'How could he? How dare him and how dare they?' I pondered as I stood there, watching the bastard that calls himself, Jeremy, propose to that bitchy girlfriend of his.He was on a knee, a radiant smile dancing on his lips as he asked her to marry him. I gritted my teeth against one another as I watched his stupid friends, continuously cheering him up."Oh my God!" The bitch, called Pearl squealed. "Yes."I tried hard not to roll my eyes at how cringe she sounded, watching with annoyance as Jeremy slipped the ring onto her finger before getting up to embrace and kiss her deeply.They didn't mind the loud applause or cheers, they instead, kept wrestling their tongues with one another, like the world would end any minute.It was like they wanted to eat one another alive, especially since Jeremy's hands kept going downwards, to cup Pearl's ass, fondling them tightly, as she moaned into his mouth