Come And Get Her Novels & Stories

I can't cry! My heart is breaking into pieces at the kind of pain Becca has gone through. She's unconscious. Wait, her eyes are closed. Could she... Could she be... No! You can't think that. Then I see a note: WE HAVE HER! COME GET HER! I will surely come to get her! And I will get them. And I will kill them! ********

Without hesitation. Because she's mine. And no one is going to stand between me and her. Not Richard. Not Harvey. Not the whole damn world. I'm going to bring her back. Even if I have to burn down all of hell to do it.

She turns, looks at me and starts walking off. “Don't even think about trying to get out. I'm coming straight back.” She turns, walking away quickly.

The woman who had been waiting for her to come back. Ann pressed the call button instantly. The salon attendant answered. “Hello?” “Hi. I'd like to book an appointment.” “Of course. What service would you like?” Ann looked at herself in the mirror across the room. She smiled softly. “Something simple.” She paused. “Something that will make me feel like myself again.” As she listened to the available appointments, Ann glanced toward the stairs. Daniel wasn't home yet. For once, she wasn't wondering what he would think. She wasn't wondering if he would notice. She wasn't doing it for him. She was doing it because she had finally decided that she deserved to feel good about herself again.

She caught him, her hand pulling his as she walked, urging him to Come Now Stumbling, he lifted, his hand catching grass and light, the glint of silver within reach. She pulled, her fingers white at the knuckles. A second glance over her shoulder not at him, but something that was not him. Something coming from the slope where the grass was green. Turning her head, she rushed forward, her blonde hair bouncing. She ducked, the slender shoulders dropping, her hand raised. If it could speak, this hand, the palm out, the fingers splayed, it would have shouted

- What are you doing here? - She asked, visibly nervous. For a brief moment, I forgot what I had actually come for. - I came to get my blazer. - I entered the room and retrieved it from one of the chairs. Then I walked over to her. - How long did you stand there? - She was flushed from the exercise, making her even more attractive.

I'm able to catch a glimpse of her once more before I get inside and I blush when she mouths to me, 'get that D, babe' I'm hoping on it.

“She is a bit fierce and put up a fight while I was taking her, but overall, I have her. The only way to get her back is to do as I say.” “What are you talking about?” I asked, baffled. “The question should be: what will you do to get her back?” I frowned, trying to make sense of this madness. “You have until the next hour to reach this location, Mr. Steele. Let’s see how much you love your woman.” Beep. Beep. Beep. What the hell!!!

‘On my house, on my job, on my loot, shoes, my shirt’ ‘My crew, my mind, my father’s last name?’ ‘When I get you alone’ ‘When I get you, you’ll know, baby’ ‘When I get you alone’ ‘When I get you alone now (it’s all mine, ooh)’ I walk through the tables as I sing the chorus. Women are reaching out for me, and I try to avoid their touch. Luka doesn’t want anyone to touch us who isn’t her. With my focus on her, some are able to achieve their goal. When I come to a stop, her back is facing me, and her scent is smothering me.

She pulled off her bikini bottoms, leaving us both deliciously naked. "I decide what I want, and the best way to get it. Like, what if I wanted to sip the sweet nectar of life?" She reached out and took my semi-soft cock in her hands. "I know what I want. I know where it is. I know how to get it. Now it just takes the will and determination to go after it." She brought her mouth to my shaft, licking me. "I'm not going to wait for good things to come to me, I'm going to go after them." She took my cock in her mouth, sucking me, getting me hard in only a few moments. "There, the preparation's done, all that remains is the effort to make it come true."