A Pervert Novels & Stories

He asked slowly as he came closer to me, the scent becoming strong as well,no matter how hard I tried to wave it off my mind. " I'd definitely miss you a twelve Rick,you have really helped me this few days I've known you “ " You've helped me too, I get to have a real pussy not the protected once or me jerking off “ I giggled. " You're a pervert “ " I can't possibly deny this one,of course I'm a pervert “he answered me laughing. Pervert!?? That rang a bell in my ears. It isn't what I'm thinking right?

A beautiful monster who looked as sexy and intimidating in dark blue jeans and black tank top which accentuated his wide muscular build, exposing a peek of tattoo hidden beneath the short sleeves. My fingers itched to roll them up and trace every curve of his muscular biceps, my tongue itching to... "May we come in, you can get a better look, pervert." I blinked like a complete fool at the sound of that deep baritone which had an underlying tone of mockery in his words. I swallowed hard and stiffened my shoulders, stepping aside. But wait, per...pervert? The meaning of his words slowly came to me, just like the blush which crept to my cheeks and heated my skin, my fingers itching with the n

He was shifting gears, retreating behind a wall of teasing arrogance, and it was somehow even more intimidating. “A pervert, am I?” he mused, his voice a low, velvety rumble that vibrated through me. He deliberately leaned in, his breath ghosting my cheek. “You know, if I were really the pervert you think I am,” he whispered, his tone laced with a threatening promise that sent a shiver straight down my spine, “I wouldn’t be sitting here so politely. I’d have you pinned down over that table right now. And I’d make you watch every second of that filthy video with me, forcing you to see what that dick saw, until the only thing you could remember was my voice in y

"NOT ONLY NOT A GENTLEMAN, YOU’RE ALSO PERVERT! THAT WAS MY FIRST KISS, YOU JERK!!!!!!" ***

It was like a very alluring orgy that screamed sophistication and sin instead of perversion. Oh God.

With such thoughts, he probably found his fetish… “Anna, do you know what happened to those who dared to call me a pervert?” “What? You killed them?” “I slept with them.” “...” Anna glared at him with annoyance. “You’re truly a pervert and a creep!” There must have been a truckload of women who slept with him, right? Her chest ached a bit as she felt uneasy. A faint touch of water appeared in the corner of her eye. “You’re the first woman who dared to call me a pervert.” “...” Was he trying to hint that he had not slept with other women?

That pervert He was staring at my open boobs!!! . . Gosh!!!!! . . . T.B.C What do you think?

He is a murdered who had killed a innocent family man and now showing his pervert ways on me. I feel really really disgusting. *********************

What got him? "Close your mouth, " now his voice sounds playful. "The haze of money has turned you into a pervert." Unable to find anything else I muttered. “I’m done with you.” "Come on Zara, when you want then it's equality. It's your marital right and when I want, then I'm a pervert. Why is this partiality? One should have an open mind. " His soft chuckle could be heard. My cheeks heated up with embarrassment and anger. How shamelessly he was referring to the first night. Squeezing my eyes to control my anger I grit out.