Adam Sandler Drip Novels & Stories

“Dump it out.” “Huh?” Nadine’s blood instantly boiled when she heard this. “You want me to throw away the soup my mother spent so much effort making for you? What the hell are you—” “The soup’s drugged,” Adrian interrupted.

"Put on your clothes and be damn careful, any sudden movements and you're forgotten, playboy." "I promise, no sudden movements." Adam steadied himself and got into his pants and his shirt immediately looking as good as the last time I saw him in the lobby, save for the horrified expression donning his features. "And now, that 'million dollar smile'." Sal teased and Adams let out a smile. "Ready?", Sal asked and Adam let out a breath. "Oof ready." He rubbed his hands against his pants. "Easy does it, Adam, a smile and a cool face or else you get a whole damn clip."

Love you, Adam! "I love you more Maddison! "

Something turned inside me when I saw the caller ID. Danny❤ Fuck. I looked up to Adam's eyes as his nose twitched. Oh God, what was Adam going to do? "You heart him huh?" He asked in a dangerously cool tone. Why did he lower his tone like that? "W- what do you mean?" I stuttered. "Danny heart, huh? Danny fucking heart?!" He yelled, walking slowly towards me. Oh, that's what this is about. But he broke dishes because of that? "So that's why you broke those - "

My lips were shaky as I tried to voice out a reply. "I am...." "Mmmm....I want to hear your sexy voice love. I want to hear you moan my name." Gosh! His voice was incredibly hot! It was doing a lot of things to me, my thighs were already slimy from my fluids that had dripped down and I could feel his dick throbbing to my ass.

Rain desperately hoped that Dal and the others had some way of slowing the Mothers down that wouldn’t jeopardize his people, though she couldn’t imagine that was a possibility. As the sun began to fade, and Rain’s legs began to ache, a new sensation caught her attention. At first, she thought she was perspiring enough that the sweat was actually dripping off of her head and wetting her fists as they swung next to her side. But then she realized those droplets weren’t sweat--it was sprinkling. “What in the world!” The droplets got bigger, alarming Adam who was running next to her. He stopped in his tracks as the heavens unleashed, tipping his head up to the sky. “Is that--rain?”

Chapter 4 My fingers fly over the screen before I can second-guess it, scheduling a live stream for thirty minutes from now. The title is simple: "3 BIG DICKS. 1 USED SLUT. NO LIMITS." I don’t even flinch as I drop the link into my fan group chat, watching the notifications explode instantly. $500 already. $1,000. The numbers climb before I’ve even stood up.

I sluggishly unpack my luggage and go downstairs to have dinner with everyone. After Analina and Draven finish their dinner he has her go and take a shower while he makes a few phone calls. He goes out in the backyard and sitting on one of the wood benches he pulls out his phone. (I will call the doctor first.) [Doctor Sanders speaking. How can I help you?] [Doctor Sanders, you may not know me, but I know that you work for my cousin Andre. I Will pay you triple of whatever he is paying for you to work for me instead.]

⸻ As soon as Coach stepped out, the team group chat exploded. Jesse: Yoooo new Viper drop just hit. Connor: Bro, he’s insane for this one. Tariq: He’s doing yoga now? Or is that p**n disguised as yoga? Jesse: Reed, bet you got it bookmarked already. Adrian didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. His silence was already an answer. He pulled up the video. MidnightViper in low light, spine arched in a way that made Adrian’s throat tighten. Fluid movements. Bared skin. The slow drag of fingertips across sculpted hips.

Ha, so much for me being in love, not possible babe, I am Adrian Sanders, king of the girls. He ended the caption with a winking emoticon. My fingers shook, there was an audio included in the post, I reached to play it but Christy stopped me, she shook her head but I didn’t listen to her. I played the audio and all I heard were my moans.