Chastity Novels & Stories

"May I know your name, beautiful lady?" "I'm Cherie, Cherie Swift. You?" As she stretches her arms on him to give him a handshake. So, he smiled and accept her hand. "Damien, Damien Anderson .. I'm glad to meet The Beacon's most sought beauty! I can say you captured my heart right away!" And after Damien said those words he didn't flinch anymore and he immediately gave Cherie a passionate kiss. There is no denying that Damien is good at kissing so it is not obvious that he has no sexual experience yet. Because even though since he was a young man, he has been inclined to watch obscene movies because he knows it is normal for a young man like him.

( WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! NOT SUITABLE FOR 17UNDER) I felt like I'm a slave under his caresses, his hot breath on my neck also didn't help. It brought some heat to my system. I'm not that dumb to not understand what's happening but maybe I'm so stupid because my body love what he's doing. He has a girlfriend, Cassandra. I kept saying it in my mind just so I could have the strength to stop everything that’s happening in my body but it was really treacherous.

he said fixing the dark blue tux he wore. Trix raised a brow and hook her arm around his when he offered it. The pair walked into the large checkered floor of the ballroom. It had a decent height ceiling with a beautiful diamond chandelier that deflected the lights of the room, giving it a beautiful glow. Trix couldn’t hold back the wonder and amazement in her eyes. “I know its all curtsy of my dad. He likes to go over the top,” a perky strawberry blonde said grabbing a champagne glass from a waiter. She stood at about 5 ft 5inches. Green eyes glued to Tristan.

I said trying to find the right words and then chastity had her arm wrapped around his the smile on her face running from one ear to the other. "Honestly it's a surprise to me too, I've been sending him love letters for over 7 months now and he has never responded to one of them then while ago he just called me and asked to meet we went on a date and he asked me to be his girlfriend he said he appreciated her determined and straightforward I was and he thought we could be something wonderful isn't that great?" I genuinely felt sorry for Chastity she had this bubbly naive personality covering her like an unintentional shield.

My body jerked as his finger slipped inside me. He glanced at me, then let out a low chuckle. “Your boyfriend must be useless if a single finger makes you react like this.” I clenched my teeth. I am a virgin. The thought burned through me. It was insane how I had pushed Brandon away, yet here I was, letting Kyle touch me like this. “Read,” he ordered, his finger moving slowly. But the words blurred. His voice, his touch, the way his lips returned to my neck, it was too much.

“She’s four.” “Hi, Myla.” I greeted, waving her over. The girl grinned, showing a missing front tooth, then spun away toward a cushion she had decided needed moving. Celeste sat in the armchair across from me, one leg crossed over the other, fingers loosely holding the shawl in place. “Is it just me or the Stewarts had taken a liking to names with the ‘M’ initials?” I teased. “Miranda, Miles, Myron, and Myla.”

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

“It helps quiet the heat. There’s some queen ann’s lace root in it as well to quicken the end of it.” “Wh-why didn’t you just give me this last night?” I asked, perplexed. Vivian smirked. “Best way to send a message to your exceptionally protective mate was through you. Are you telling me you didn’t enjoy it?” I shifted uncomfortably, too shy to admit I wouldn’t mind a replay. Especially if it could be in person. “Chandler is my second chance mate,” Vivian offered. “I’ve gone through heat twice, so I am more familiar than most with how miserable it is.”

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.

he whispered breathily while moving inside me. He kept on thrusting and upon opening my eyes I saw him watching my reaction intently. I looked away when I couldn't hold the intensity of his stare but he didn't allow me to escape his gaze. He held my chin making me look at him once again. "I want to see your reaction don't look away," he said as he kept on moving inside me. I bit my lower lip when I felt something building up. "I'm cumming," I whispered and when he heard that he slow down as if he is teasing me.