Cat Pervert Novels & Stories

I retorted, trying to keep my stern expression, but deep down, I wanted to take back my sternness from earlier. He was pouting right in front of me! Sheesh! He's tempting me! And I can't believe how much of a pervert I am! I quickly turned around, leaving him in the hallway. If I didn't, I might not be able to control myself and might kiss those tempting lips of his. Grrr. I'm such a pervert! Carefully, I opened the door, making sure no one was inside Casey's unit. Once confirmed, I entered. Daredevil as I was, I dropped all my shopping on the bed as I fell back.

Charlotte asked trying to figure out the reason behind her wolf’s wish. “Just trust me. Write it.” Her wolf snapped. Worried that she’d anger her more, Charlotte quickly put ‘fairies’ below ‘werewolves’ but she didn’t think that they were fairies amongst the species in her. She flipped the pages of the book again after her wolf’s weird behavior. The page opened to that of ‘werecats’. Charlotte was surprised at that. Werecats…huh! There’s no way that this is real, she thought to herself.

Keaton left to use the lavatory and when he returned, he found his little kitten lying in bed, her naked body tempting him to the fullest. Since he had pressed her onto the bed for nearly the whole night and in the morning, he had decided to let her off this night so that her body may recover but he never expected to be so tempted like this when he was trying his best to not overdo it. “Wife, I won’t be able to hold myself if you keep tempting me like this,” he spoke in a husky tone as he joined the little vixen on the bed. ***

Cat immediately perked up and looked at me with anticipation, as I explained, "I was thinking that you could change into some kind of revealing short skirt, flamboyant top, and cheap high heels in your apartment, then come over and knock on the door like I had ordered you to come here." Cat nodded her head as she began saying that she had the perfect outfit for a cheap whore. She really loved to talk about herself like that and always smiled when she did. We went on to lay out the basics of the scenario and decided to wing it as far as the minute details. She was really excited and we decided to try the scenario tomorrow after we finished grocery shopping.

POV Katarina That devil man! Oh I was so upset with him. He is such a horn dog. He would not leave me alone last night. His hands were all over me and the things he did oh my. I am blushing thinking about it but still he's a horn dog devil man! I can't believe one night and my reputation went out the window. We hadn't even known each other that long. Am I that easy? I held myself to such self control, such poise and now I am ruined.

Charlotte’s heart skipped the beat when she saw his arrogant demeanor and she snarled, “Don’t think they won’t believe you are a pervert just because you are a cute guy.” “For the record, you broke into my house. I own this place. Who are you calling me a pervert? Are you out of your mind?” Max snarled back. His face flushed from anger. “You are insane! This is my boss house not yours.” “Who is your boss?” Charlotte quickly grabbed her phone from the coffee table before Max could finish his sentence. “I am calling the police right now.” She said as she dashed behind the couch. “Okay, call them as you want,” Max said, nodding his head with composure. After saying that he turned around and wal

I tried to shove him away as he was too far close for my comfort zone but he didn't even flinch. But what did I expect, he stood like a wall. "And what made you think I'll give in to you?" I ask, mostly in a whisper. He let's out a smirk and moves away. Finally. "Now I see you have a dirty mind as well, cute and sexy" he says and laughs. Huh! What does he mean?. "But that's not what I meant my little kitten" he adds. And how dare he call me little kitten. "I want you to babysit my child" he utters.

The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp. She let the apple fall to the floor with a dull thud and rose, crossing the room until she stood directly before Finn’s photograph. Her eyes traced the sharp lines of his face. “Devil or not,” she whispered, biting her lower lip, “You’re still a man, Dear Devil.” In the Council chamber, the corner of Austin’s mouth twitched as he read the name of Vivica’s lawyer. Ace. “The trial is about to begin, and you’re only telling me her lawyer’s name now?” he growled at Matty.

“You’re beautiful. No stretch marks. But your pussy might not be as tight as what I’m used to. So maybe we’ll start with an ass-fuck. But first…I want you on your knees…your mouth on my dick.” I couldn’t wait to kill this asshole. I couldn’t wait to avenge Cato. I couldn’t wait to get justice for my father. I pulled my panties down my legs then moved to my knees like he asked. “Grab my dick, sweetheart. See what a man feels like.” I complied, disgusted at the feeling of his pulse against my fingertips. His size was pathetic in comparison to Cato’s. “How do you like it?” He grinned. “I like this version of you. The wetter, the better. I feel like I just bought the sexiest whore from the Under

I’d faked the orgasm halfway through, perfectly timed moans to get him there faster, freeing my mind to lace itself into interview armor while his body still chased release. Peter finally rolled off me with a groan, fumbling for the condom, muttering, “Damn, babe,” like he’d conquered me. I sat up quickly, pressing fingers into the dull ache in my hips, lips set in a line. Under the bed, yellow eyes glowed—Fitzgerald’s, my cat, crouched like a demon in the shadows. He swiped sharp claws at my bare calf, a hiss curling the air, almost drawing blood.