Desi 49 Novels & Stories

Her pussy throbbed hard between her legs. Warm wetness flooded her panties. She could not look away. Adrian stroked his cock slowly from base to head. His hand moved up and down the thick shaft. The head glistened with precum. On the phone screen her younger self sucked harder, making wet slurping sounds. Sienna’s nipples tightened against her blue dress. Her breathing grew shallow. The memory of that night rushed back. She remembered the taste of his cock in her mouth. How heavy and warm it felt on

I put my headphones on and listen to 'Unstoppable'. After sometime when I wake up, I feel refreshed and energetic. Liam must have left for preparation. I washed my face and got ready for the party. It's still early. I wear black two piece suit with a red shirt under them. I wear my expensive Rolex watch and custom-made shoes. Three omegas are assigned to help in getting ready. All of them are blushing profusely when I am putting my shirt on. Well I do that purposely. Omega are born to serve and please alphas. They are stealing glances at my toned abs and muscular body. Being a Playboy I maintain my seducing look always. Let's see how many butterfly flaunt themselves for me Anahita's pov

He reached out, his hand large and warm as he took mine. ​"So you're the famous Summer," he said, his voice a smooth, friendly baritone. "Maya hasn't stopped talking about you. Nice to finally meet you." ​"Nice to meet you too," I said, offering a genuine smile. It was refreshing to talk to someone who didn't look like they were constantly calculating my net worth.

Water dripped from his soaked clothes in steady rivulets, leaving a dark, scattered trail that looked too much like a crime scene. His head lolled heavily to the side with every jolt of the wheels, lifeless, the way only unconscious bodies move dead weight, no resistance. Rainwater matted his dark hair to his forehead, and a thin streak of dried blood had crusted from the corner of his mouth down along his jawline, stark against his pale skin. “Male, early twenties!” one paramedic shouted, voice raw from the adrenaline of the ride. “High-speed collision on the interstate. Unresponsive at the scene. Possible internal bleeding. Head trauma suspected—GCS three on arrival.”

she said carefully, "what exactly do you want to talk about?" A faint smile touched his lips. "You." The air suddenly felt too warm. Avery laughed nervously. "That's vague." "I know who you are, Avery Morgan." His voice remained calm, but something beneath it made her skin prickle. "Assistant editor at Veridian Publishing. Twenty-six years old. Lives alone. Coffee addict. Bad habit of biting your lower lip when you're nervous." She immediately stopped biting her lip. What the hell? Her heart pounded harder. "How do you know all that?"

thought Desi. outside Desi is typing something on her social media account. “This is a photo of my son Aditya Wijaya and my daughter-in-law Keysha, Alvaro's daughter; you know, right? Keysha is the designer and owner of KA Boutique. Their marriage is hidden because of privacy, and in the near future they will announce it in the media, but I can't wait to announce it first. I'm sorry, Key. Don't forget to put a smile and a sign of love on Desi.

I cross my arms and tilt my head up, holding their gazes. The four boys share a look between each other that I can’t quite read. Someday I’ll be able to read their looks. Wait. Did I seriously just think that? These boys are crazy. I’m not going to know them in the future. Mine, the voice inside insists again. As if two boys weren’t enough, now my inner voice wants four? I can’t even manage to get one boyfriend. How the heck am I supposed to get four? “Alejandra, I don’t know how to tell you this,” Desmond says, his voice soft.

"Yeah. Okay." I fire off a text to Charlie, telling him that River and I are safe, but won't be back until morning and then I reserve the Hacienda Gótico, an upscale hotel I've driven past a multitude of times, but never had any cause to stay because it's home. With four-point-eight stars on average from seven thousand reviews, I'm fairly certain it will be a good one.

I got to forty-seven before giving up. I rolled onto my side and stared at the wall. I rolled onto my other side and stared at the curtains. I pulled out my phone and opened N*****x, scrolling through thumbnails for ten minutes before picking something at random. I watched about four minutes of it before realizing I had no idea what I was watching or who any of the people were. I let it run in the background like noise. It didn't help.

His hands made their way to my back, loosening my dress. Then he stared at my breasts. “These fucking tits” he breathed in my ears as he used his hands to fondle my breasts. Massaging them, and circling my swollen nipples. Everywhere began to feel hot. I couldn’t hold in anymore as he pinched my nipples and used his finger to circle on them.