Daniel Seavey Smut 소설 & 이야기

Everyone inside the hall started to gasp and immediately the gossiping and the judgemental stares started to circulate and like a fog, it consumed the hall and even the people outside started to peek in to throw their looks of disgust at the couple but obviously, I wasn't done just yet. Daniel started to bark orders at the workers and the people in charge of playing the videos to stop the video while Sewa just stood there like a lost sheep, watching herself moaning and screaming as Daniel thrust repeatedly inside her. I guess no matter how sweet sex is, watching yourself in action in public just makes you wish you were still a virgin. I mentally countdown ten seconds which is when the video

Cedric said, smiling. Selena knew something was wrong as she gazed into the eyes of the man who was smiling at her. Why were Daniel's eyes hazel-green? Selena's head throbbed again with the pain that caused her to lose control. She disregarded the sudden change in Daniel's eyes, attributing it to the effects of the alcohol she had drunk. Selena's breathing had become ragged, her body felt hot and burning, and she was losing her mind. Cedric kept an eye on Selena, who was becoming increasingly beautiful; her yellowish-white skin tone seemed to shine.

Britney looked at her salad and started eating. “Ms. Smith, please don’t make it sound ambiguous. My partner in Blossom country was your father, Mr. Smith. And if I remember it correctly, it was you who would insist to join us every time.” Daniel shut her down immediately. “Daniel…” Britney’s hand shook at his dismissive retort. There’s only two of them inside the room but she still felt humiliated. She never expected Daniel to be so blunt to her. “That’s enough. I’ve read the proposals and it will fit right in the Stevenson’s alley. You can schedule an appointment with Aaron” he did not mince his words then stood from his seat.

AUTHOR’S POV. “Are you okay?” Daniel asked Sapphire in a whisper while her head was on his arm and was still in bed. She nodded her head gently and he slowly moved his hand, kissed her cheek, and then stood up. Flustered, Sapphire looked away from his naked body, and when Daniel noticed that, he only smiled and headed to the bathroom. Shortly after he had entered, Sapphire breathed out and covered her face with her palm. She loved every bit of the sex that she had with her husband and even though her down there still stings a little, she knew it was worth it.

I muttered under my breath, gripping the glass so hard I thought it might shatter. Four months left. Four months to choose a wife. But right now, all I could see was her. --- (Liam’s POV) The burn of alcohol did nothing to numb the storm inside me. Daniel sat across the table, nursing his drink while I emptied my second bottle like water. The bar was dim, expensive, discreet—the kind of place where secrets drowned without bubbles. “You’re in a mood,” Daniel observed, his tone careful. “Business went fine. Damien’s not an easy man, but you handled it.”

Simon said out of a short breath. "And to think of it your face is unreasonably close". Simon smirked. "Because I'm trying to teach you your place". Daniel glared some more trying to make him coward around him. "No, it's because you're gay". "Daniel I know you're gay". Simon smirked.

“I can do the Heimlich maneuver, sweetie. I am a well prepared man.” She feels her belly contract. For Christ’s sake! How is it possible that a couple of words, which are not sensual at all, sound so provocative, coming from the mouth of Daniel? She sets the piece of Shawarma on the plate and turns her head to meet his penetrating gaze. “My God, Harper!” Daniel mutters. His countenance goes from lustful to completely chaste. “I don't know what it is you have, what makes me…” He stops contemplating what he's about to say.

Tara and Jim are meeting us there. “What you’re doing?” Daniel smiles, dropping his bag next to the island. “Coffee and N*****x” I laugh, looking up at him. Of course he is shirtless. He leans against the island across from me. Beads of sweat are scattered across his forehead. “Enjoying the view?” He smirks, catching me ogling him. What is up with all the smirking today? “I sure am” He grins as I walk to the fridge, grabbing my creamer. “Daniel” I shriek, embarrassed.