Can The Real Slim Shady Stand Up Novels & Stories

Zayn’s POV I pulled out again and slapped my slick cock across Shelly’s face, smearing the mess of saliva over her cheeks and lips. “Get up,” I ordered. “Climb on the bed and stay on all fours.” Shelly obeyed instantly, crawling onto the bed and positioning herself on her hands and knees, ass raised toward me. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a condom and tore the wrapper open with my teeth. I rolled the condom down my throbbing cock and climbed onto the bed behind her. Shelly was already waiting on all fours, back arched, ass up high like a good little slut.

and as he began his reapproach with an ever-deepening sneer, Blue flattened against the wall in preparation. "Step back, Leitner," Blue's eyes brightened instantly as she turned to watch a man appear from the street—dark sunglasses, an unmistakable wedding band and a sneer she couldn't best if she tried. Before she could land a triumphant slap across the woman beater's shit-eating grin, he began to laugh a deep and somewhat maniacal chorus that instantly sapped Blue of any victory.

But I’m not hovering over his shoulder, I trust him,” Slade said, reaching for a joint. I nodded in agreement, knowing Slade was an incredible boss, not just a businessman. He always saw everything, all the time. It was quiet for a minute, as we smoked on his patio. It was a clear sky and the moon looked brilliant, clear and beautiful. For the first time in my life I was really starting to question … like what the fuck am I doing right now? That chick last night was almost like a combination of a wake-up call and rock bottom. I couldn’t go on like that, fucking random chicks. It just wasn’t appealing all of a sudden.

"What, even when he painted your tonsils? Because it didn't look like it. You think your cunt is the only piece of you that can pick up a deadly disease? Are you that stupid?" I clicked the remote."Besides, about that condom..." She dragged her eyes around to the big screen television as if forced to watch her own death sentence only to see Mr Slimy ploughing her from behind, really furrowing up those fresh fields. He paused, gave a few false coughs to cover him pulling out and slipping the condom off, and then simply got straight back down on the farm. That bareback rider was so daring, he should have been in a circus doing tricks.

He probably thought she had stolen from the casino or something equally stupid and had gotten caught. Khalid stood below her on the ground. His face was in shadows so she couldn't see his expression, but there was no missing the cold fury that rolled off of him. He was more casually dressed tonight than usual, in black jeans and a leather jacket with thick leather boots. He reached a hand up and waited for her to take it. Closing her eyes briefly, Shania placed her hand in his and stepped to the ground. She had never noticed their height difference with such clarity as she did now. His extra inches of height and breadth lent to his air of menace. She closed her eyes and tried to calm her rac

Shayla swears I must have been Black in a past life. “’Oooo shit, she got you dude.” Dude number two said as I walked past him going up the stairs. “You for sale?” “Depends on who’s buying and if you can afford me, because I know I’m worth it.” I smacked my lips and looked at him. “Day-um dude.” “It’s like that Shorty?” “You already know it is. Don’t think I’m stupid because I’m white, I know how to deal with slick motherfuckas like you.” I pointed in their direction.

The second the last one locks the fight drains out of me making my body slump down in the seat. Four of the top five people I hate most in this world stand in front of me their shoulders brushing. Jeremy at least has the decency to look somewhat apologetic. Hunter looks disgusted. Shade's unmovable. His expression is void of any feeling but his eyes betray him. Shade isn't sorry, but he doesn't look pleased either. Ryder, however, looks like he's won. His eyes glint as he smugly drags his thumb across his lower lip before sucking the remaining blood it caught off.

His eyes narrowed. “You’re enjoying this.” “Mhm.” He leaned closer, voice dropping dangerously low. “We’ll see if you’re still laughing later.” A shiver raced down my spine. Liana clapped her hands. “Let’s gooooo!” We piled out onto the sand. Slade reluctantly changed in one of the beach huts. When he emerged I forgot how to breathe. Because the flamingo shorts shouldn’t have looked good. But on him? On that sculpted, infuriating body?

When I see Reese Chapman again, it is exactly three years after I sever our mate bond. It is also the third year since I completely seal my wolf and hide at the edge of the Shadow pack territory, living as an insignificant healer. Tonight, the air in the clinic feels heavy and icy under his overwhelming aura. He carries a lightly injured female companion in his arms and forcibly takes over the best VIP ward in the clinic. During my shift, he summons me three times through his guards. The first time, he coldly orders, "There are wolfsbane fragments on the bedsheets. Change them." I send an apprentice herbalist to handle it. Two hours later, he has a nurse relay another order. "The smell

Her body bounced, Jayden's cock sliding in and out of her wet core. Jayden's hands gripped her waist tight, lips parted as Shayla's breast bounced in front of him. “Oh fuck, I'm close!” she exclaimed, and in the next moment her body tensed with release. Jayden let out an awkward groan, avoiding her gaze. Shayla squinted at him. “Did you just fake a release?” Jayden sighed. “Get off me.” He stood, pulling his trousers up properly. “What the fuck, Jay. Faking a release? Really?”