Daphne Scooby Doo Hot Novels & Stories

It is a heady feeling to be had. “I will handle Daphne.” Derrick’s dark words and hoarse voice sends shivers down my spine, sending heat to pool between my legs as my arousal starts to heighten. I watch in fascination as Derrick’s nostrils flare, scenting the air before his eyes narrow with me in his sights. The animalistic look that appears on his face sends more heat to pool between my legs, the scent of my arousal becoming clearer in the air.

I nod and take a sip of my scotch. “This is delicious.” Daphne sips her champagne cocktail. “How’s your scotch?” “You know, it’s missing a little something.” “Soda?” she says innocently and it makes me chuckle. “No, something sweeter.” I lean in, running my hand up her thigh. “May I?” She looks at me, unsure. “What?” “Open your thighs for me.” She glances around the room. “Don’t worry, nobody is looking.” “Um, are you sure?”

Typical of her to wear a jumpsuit to a party, the moment she sees me, she waves in excitement, coming over to me. “Hello.” She is breathing heavily, “what did I miss?” She stares around the party, mouth agape. “Damn, this is a lot, Devon. And is that Madeline Chan, the influencer with five hundred million on i*******m. Oh my goodness, I have to go say hi!” “Daphne, focus here. Barbara is going to arrive anytime soon.” I tell her, hoping she’s paying attention but she is not, her eyes are staring at the influencer from i*******m.

"Just... the chair is a bit uncomfortable." Mateo’s hand didn't move. It stayed there, large and hot, his fingers beginning a slow, agonizing crawl up her inner thigh. Ariana’s breath caught in her throat. She tried to shift away, but the booth was narrow, and Mateo’s grip was absolute. He didn't just touch her; he claimed her, his hand moving higher, his thumb tracing the seam of her silk shorts under her skirt. "You should try the tartare, Ariana," Mateo said, his voice smooth and professional, even as his fingers reached the sensitive, damp heat between her legs. "It’s a specialty of the house. Very raw. Very primal."

Daphne didn't tease. She dove in like she was starving—tongue plunging inside first, fucking Sapphire with it while her thumb rubbed merciless circles over her still-throbbing clit. Sapphire's hands flew to Daphne's hair, hips lifting off the bed. "Fuck—yes—eat me—" Daphne added two fingers, curling them viciously against Sapphire's front wall while her tongue lashed her clit without mercy. Sapphire came again in under two minutes—hrr back bowing, thighs clamping around Daphne's head, screaming her name as she gushed against Daphne's mouth.

DAPHNE “Do me a favor, Daph… Warn me next time? Before you go and tell me what might be the hottest sex story ever?” Hazel shakes her head and fans herself. “It’s been a while for me, y’know.” Then she flashes a grin and straightens up. “But really, in all seriousness. I’m so happy for you.” “Thanks.” I feel a squiggly, giggly warmth spread through my chest. “I’m happy, too.”

Dante has turned into the bad guy, in a way that reminds me of Spencer. "If you don't want the university to know you're the teacher's pet, then listen carefully. I want you to sleep with me. I want you to fuck me senseless. If you do that I will delete the photo. Don't do it, and Professor Oakley will get fired and you'll get kicked out." I try channeling my inner actress but she won't come. Instead she hides in the background and is too timid to surface. "Alright, I'll do it. Get a hotel room for this weekend, and I will do whatever you want."

she moaned seductively Her moans sent a wave of adrenaline rushing through my body. Daphne placed soft kisses on my chest, slowly blowing hot air on my skin. This little act intoxicated me however when her hands cupped my bulge I jerked on the bed. “Relax, Kian. Let me give you a good release…” her words slurred like a sex goddess in my ears. I watched as she carefully worked my zipper and pulled my shorts down. The air caused my senses to be heightened as Daphne took my cock into her warm hands. It twitched!

“You still think that I should tell him, huh?” Daphne sheepishly nodded her head. “But! Like I told you, I’m going to support you no matter what you choose.” Adriel smiled. “Thanks, Daph.” “Any time.” “So...,” Daphne said. “Is he still hot?” “Daph!” Adriel whined. “That isn’t what’s important right now.” “Just answer the question. I won’t stop pestering you until you do.” Adriel rolled her eyes before responding. “Yes!”

Her lips curled into a smile as she said, "The person I hate is in hot water, so of course, I'm happy. Jemma, I want to have steamed lobster for dinner tonight." "Of course, ma'am." Just then, Peter returned. Daphne eagerly went to greet him. "Peter, you're finally home! Have you seen the video of Natalie publicly apologizing? I've watched it several times. Thank you so much!" Peter narrowed his eyes as he looked her over. He didn't look as excited as she expected. In fact, there was a hint of anger. "Are you satisfied?" Overwhelmed with excitement, Daphne nodded her head quickly. "I am! Thank you, Peter. You're so good to me. No one in this world treats me better than you."