Come On Man Novels & Stories

Damn woman. “*voice of a man*[what the fuck? You’re married??]” Yes she is the fuck! “Elexier, uhm, can I call you back later? I have something important to do. I promise I’ll call you back. Bye!” *phone beeps*

Be a man and come take what's yours. I hit send before I could change my mind.

Your world? Cassandra didn't speak yet. She was still stabilizing her racing heart. The man who'd been quiet all along stood up. He's tall, shirtless, belt hanging loose in the air. Unlike Cassandra, his expression was steady calm, eyes flashing with carnal excitement. He pulled up his pants to his waist lazily but didn't work the belt. "Well, Well, Well." He smirked, tilting his head slightly. "If not the Ex-con, I decided to come say HELLO after your released? He still got good behavior after a while in that hole."

I wrapped my hand around my cock and started stroking, my moans getting louder and more desperate. "Oh god," the woman breathed. "This is so hot." "Babe, we really should go," the man said, but he didn't sound convincing. "Just a minute more," she said. "I just want to see..." Dante's pace increased, his cock hitting my prostate with every thrust, his hand joining mine on my cock. "You're going to come for our audience," he told me. "Going to show them what a good boy you are. On three. One... two... three... come for me."

"At least we both know now that you hold such thoughts against me" "I hold worse" he smiles revealing his dimples. Yen yen yen! I'm always oppressed whenever I see people with cute dimples. I mean how do they get it easily and why don't I have it even though I literally make holes in my cheek almost every morning. "Come down for lunch" this time his tone is commanding, more like an order. I nod and close the door.

he said, noticing how thready his voice had become. “Cade? Damn it, Cade, where are you? I have been combing this crappy place for you. Where are you, brother?” his brother asked anxiously. Combing what place? Kincaid was sure that his hearing must have gone bad from loss of blood. “Listen, Bass. Jeff fucked me up and I am somewhere around the city” he paused to gather his strength. “Get some men and come over. Get in touch with Arnold. Ask him to send someone here before you get here. It…” he licked his parched lips “It’s bad, man”

Does he think about me? Some lights showed in the street and I heard a huge noise of a motorcycle. -"What fuc..." I ran by the window and saw a man in the black costume of a motor-cyclist. "Is it he?" I whispered and hugged myself he raised his head in my direction but I couldn't see his face because of the helmet. Kai never used to go on motor-bike. I never saw somebody so scary and exciting, he was all armed. On one side of his leg was a smaller gun and on his back was a huge gun. Who is this guy?

The man asked. "You are a man who has a strong taste for blood," Blackwheel looked riveted. "A man who derives joy in using women to do his underground work." "I am more than that," the man replied. "I am Man. Call me Man!" Alberto sounded smug. "You want us to call you the collective name assigned to every male specie of the human race?" "You heard me loud and clear. I am Man."

Hildegarde sighed as she spoke. “Dumbasses. The sun is right before you.” she murmured before wishing the ignorant multitude the very best. “Who are you?”A man decked in expensive armor from head to toe stepped out of the hundreds of armed men and women and approached Mane. This man exuded the energy of a peak Heaven Realmer, and the three goons who followed him were just as strong and heavily tailored. “You aren’t the one I want to speak to,” Mane answered simply with his hands crossed before his chest.

What the fuck was happening. "You okay?" Nero asked. "You look pale." "Fine. Just. Surprised." "About Manuel being back?" "About. Everything." KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. "I'm serious," Kade called. "This can't wait. Get decent. I'm coming in. In ten seconds. Ten. Nine. Eight—"