Baylen Levine Hair Novels & Stories

Very sexy. Lyle shifted uncomfortably. The bottom half of her had him nice and stiff, so he raised his knee to hide the evidence. Then Kita takes her hair out of that bun and lets it fall into a thick, long, curly ponytail. Touching the middle of her delicate back that led to the round curve of the small of her back to the top of her tush…

The absence of acknowledgment was not supposed to sting me as much as it did, but it did. A woman two seats down from Alpha Drayven leaned forward. She was actually striking... tall, with skin like honey and hair swept into a loose braid over one shoulder. Her eyes gleamed with curiosity. "Is your hair all natural or you bleached it to this color?" She asked, her voice warm but edged with that thrill of novelty. "My mother always said one with silver hair was one that was blessed by the Moon Goddess." That was funny. I shook my head. "No, ma'am. I was just born with it. Same with the eyes."

Dirk said and held her wrap and bikini bra just out of reach. "Look at those firm titties, pop," Colin said with a smile. "They're bouncing just like jello." "It's been a long time since I've seen myself a pair of titties as pretty as those," Dirk nodded in appreciation. "So do you think our Haley's a natural blonde these days?" Colin mused. "I'm not sure, son. That expensive salon she goes to does all kinds of fancy stuff to her hair. Why don't you check?" Colin hooked Haley's bikini bottoms with his finger and pulled them off, revealing Haley's smoothly waxed hairless slit.

Her slightly disheveled, pale blonde hair was exposed, with one strand still wrapped naughtily around the top of her head, and its owner was oblivious to it. Baymont remembered that she had always taken care of her appearance, meticulously combing every hair and arranging every crease, and he wanted to do it for her - Evelyn had been so considerate to him before - but his body was took it upon itself to go against his wishes, and the reason was simply because he thought there was something cute about the way Evelyn looked clueless.

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.

“Are you kidding me?’’ I spat, getting up from the seat with my eyes darkening. “Did I ever mention to you that I needed the Alpha's attention, huh? He can be with Maddison for all I care! Was that why you gave me this sick blonde hair?’’ I lashed out, utterly pissed at the mere idea of trying to copy Maddison. Levi could be with her, I wasn't against that. I wouldn't fawn and try to make myself into someone else just to get his approval. I didn't need his approval for anything. “Please calm down, Luna. It's nothing like that.’’ Redrine said, looking surprised. “So what is it then, huh?’’ I wasn't willing to listen to her option; all I wanted was that blonde dye out of my hair. “Why do you

"Do you like this hairstyle? I didn’t feel like dealing with my long hair today, and it seemed like it’d be hot." Benjamin’s gaze drifted to her hair. Despite being pinned up, it still looked beautiful to him. He smiled. "Your hair looks great." "Doesn’t it?" Mea replied with an exaggeratedly delighted tone. "I always wondered if you had a thing for curly hair. You seem to like Zayna’s curls too." Benjamin froze. Mea had hit the mark, bringing up something he thought insignificant but now felt exposed. He nodded, deciding it wasn’t worth denying.

Madam Darlene and I sat in front of the large mirror and she looked at me for a moment and smiled. "Just relax, Bailey" she said to me with a smile. Two gay men have already started fixing our hair. I can't believe I can go to such an expensive salon. I only need Aloe Vera and olive oil for hair maintenance but why does Lord give me so much? I just smiled and I couldn't help but be excited about the result after that. I closed my eyes while rinsing my hair. The blower dried my hair and then something was put in my hair and it's a long process.

Estell asked, feeling Claire’s hair for the first time; it was smooth, firm, and silky to the touch. “Oh, I’ve always had great hair. The products I use are all-natural essences created by my husband, Blake Elon.” Claire replied. “Well, I would kill to get my hands on your products. Some models have such difficulty maintaining their hair that it’s hard for us stylists to keep them from fraying and drying out.” “I’ll have to get my husband to recommend you to the remedies we all use,” Claire said. “Oh, you are married to Mr. Elon? He must be great to have such a beautiful wife.” Estell said, continuing with the stying.

Bren had gone a step further and actually given her a proper hairstyle. Ava’s long hair now fell down her back in layers, making it look much fuller and giving it movement. Her shaggy bangs had been cut into curtains that framed each side of her face, and still adequately covered her scar. Bren had curled her hair into chunky ringlets and pulled half of it up into a perky ponytail, while the rest flowed freely in russet waves.