Adn Perfecto Novels & Stories

His hips moved instinctively against Adrian’s thigh, seeking friction. “I need… I need to feel that I’m yours… that she was wrong…” Adrian froze for a second. Lívia’s name wasn’t spoken, but it hung in the air like poison. He turned Ethan gently to face him. Faces inches apart. Dark gray eyes meeting tear-filled brown ones. “She was wrong,” Adrian said, voice low and firm. “You are not a freak. You are rare. You are perfect. You are mine. And I’m going to show you that. Now.”

“Hahaha, look everyone! Doesn’t this bitch look just like a dog?” “A minute ago she was acting so high and mighty. Now she’s on her knees licking the floor at my feet!” The clients in the spa burst out laughing, too. “Chloe is going to make the perfect Mrs. Vance. She really knows how to put trash in its place.” I ignored their insults. I fought back the urge to vomit and licked up every last drop of the serum. I looked up at Chloe, my voice desperate. “I did what you asked. Now can you give me the medicine?”

Even though the 3310 is as indestructible as Mjölnir, this particular gadget didn’t come in a box with a charger that he could’ve used behind Miss Perfect’s back. Miss Perfect. Trini Blanca. Vice-President and prefect of Camp Unplugged. Warden and psycho psychologist. She wouldn’t be too happy tomorrow to discover that Nate had left behind the oldest trick in the book: pillows mimicking the contours of a human body and covered with his blanket. Unfortunately, he still had to take his QD dose of Vortioxetine at the 9-pm flashlight check because Miss Perfect always checks in case he just tucked the tablet under his tongue. End result: he’s now feeling a bit woozy.

He keeps all of his staff in line it seems. 'He looks so powerful and handsome. Mr. Adams did a good job of finding a perfect pair for his daughter' These were some of the conversations about that mysterious man I heard from the people standing near to me. So that girl is Adam's daughter, I should have guessed it with how much attention she was receiving from all the guests. And that must be her boyfriend or her husband. Well, who cares. But, I have no idea what was special with this man except that he looked like a freaking Greek god. He must be a high paid model or some sort considering the fact that the pair looked like they were walking on the ramp of Saint Laurent. I shrugged off the th

I must make sure I seduce Jayden in anyway I can and make him fall in love with me. I stood up from my bed as removed my cloth as I walked into the bathroom, I was immediately struck by how well designed it was. The tiles were a beautiful shade of blue, and they were arranged in a way that created a mesmerizing pattern on the floor. The walls were painted a calming white, and there were several framed art pieces hanging on them, adding a touch of sophistication to the room.

(Tara’s POV) “Tara, you’re...you’re early,” He stammers, his face turning pale like he stops breathing for a few seconds. I was sure my face was red. I could feel the heat creeping through my skin as I saw Blake wearing nothing except the lightweight towel hugging his hips. Like him, I stopped breathing. His hair is still dripping wet, looking like a model of expensive male perfume. I swallowed hard as my eyes feasted on his well-developed physique. How could heaven give this man a perfect body? This is one of those moments that I would want to open G****e to look for a better word to describe him at this moment. Hunk? Sexy? A very sexually attractive man.

“I question the old man, and he studies me in silence. “If you do, then you would understand why I'm here. “I reply, and he shuts his eyes and inhales deeply. “You really want to be perfect, huh? “He questions and I stare at him in silence. “I believe you've heard the saying, beauty is pain. How much pain are you willing to go through, and how beautiful do you want to be? How hungry are you for perfection? “He questions, and I scoff. “ I'd bear any amount of pain to shut my Aunt up. To be a god who would stun everyone, and be mindlessly worshiped. I'm not hungry for perfection, I'm starved for it, and I'd go to any length to attain it. “I reply. Burning as the occurrence from the party repla

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I looked deep into his ocean blue eyes, waiting for his response. Adrian caressed my cheek, his touch was warm and electrifying. I shuddered and my lips trembled. “You are perfect,” he whispered then leaned down and claimed my lips. I willingly kissed him back, I asked for a word and he gave me six, the last one really moved me, floating my heart to cloud nine. He said I was perfect. Adrian said I am perfect! I wrapped my arms round his neck and gave him more access to my mouth. He didn’t stop the kiss until we were breathless, “thank you,” I whispered when I caught my breath and he placed his forehead on mine.

I plead. Adonis chuckles, “I suppose I can cum on that perfect ass another time.”