Desmond Sycamore Novels & Stories

Desmond stared down at me with dark eyes and tense muscles. Now it was my turn to smirk. "When's the last time your cock was sucked?" He hissed. "It's been so fucking long." He helped me as I undid his pants and took out his cock. I curled my fingers around the length. "Now, be a good boy and try not to lose control." I licked my way up his length, before circling my tongue and sucking the top, making his waist buck. Desmond uttered a string of curses, his body straining, as I finally took him inside my mouth.

Sawyer ate with Sam before they headed out of the villa together. Desmond had already returned to his residence. He had been waiting for Sawyer all day, but there was still no sign of the witness that Sawyer had promised to send. He finally called Sawyer. "Sawyer, where's that witness you were supposed to be sending over?" Sawyer's voice came through the line, cold and steady. "Desmond, we've been friends for so many years now. Just tell me the truth—are you still the same man I used to know?" Desmond hesitated before responding. "What's with this sudden question, Sawyer? I haven't changed at all."

The cold eyes in the photo, however, felt familiar in a way that made him think twice He glanced back at Sophia’s recording. "Desmond has had multiple surgeries, changing his face every time he gets close to being caught and that's why all attempt to do so all failed." Sophia explained. Her voice grew sharper. "And now, he’s someone you all know and trust. He’s a man of power, a man you respect. His name is Jayson Williams." Vincent’s blood ran cold. His hand hovered over the mouse, hesitating before he finally paused the video. "Jayson Williams...?"

His love is soft, piercing, and sincere. -Desmond… devil-may-care Desmond. His feelings were slower to develop. I fell in love with his business acumen first… Any financial advice I need I go to Desmond; he has practically revamped my entire portfolio and carries my business just as if it were his own. We also share a deep love for BDSM all things whips, feathers, and toys… His love is a slow burn and very spicy; he makes my body tingle.

Desmond growled, his expression cold and frightening. “Boss, I'm sorry”, Alex pleaded frantically as Desmond walked briskly towards him, delivering a hard kick to his stomach. “Ugh!” Alex groaned as he squirmed in pain. Desmond didn't stop; he continuously kicked Alex all over his body, especially his face. His face was red with anger as he unrelentingly caused Alex severe pain. “Robert! Get me the gun now!” Desmond ordered as he stopped hitting Alex. In swift response, one of the hefty men sprinted towards Desmond, handing him a sleek black pistol. Desmond grabbed the gun from him and immediately pointed it at Alex, his index finger placed firmly on the trigger, ready for action.

I am sorry Kelvin but … Don’t say it Desmond ,I don’t want to hear it pls .. He sighed and was about to leave my office before I stopped him .. Did you find the girl ? Yes I did ,she is classmates with lilo .. according to the investigation she was the girl lilo said helped her out with her assignment when she was sick … I don’t care about that .. I will make sure I deal with her .. no one messes with me and go Scott freee … I know you are wondering who the niggar Desmond is talking about .. he is no other person than Frederick paul .. he sees me as a competitor , we hate each other , he knows I always win but he doesn’t wanna accept defeat , I killed his father .. lol that mf killed my mom

How many more jobs will I need to do to prove myself? I'm halfway through my third game when Desmond finally makes his way inside. He's in a good mood, very high spirits, but he looks disheveled, his hair a mussed as he comes up behind me and places his cock, hard and ready, against the curve of my ass. It would be sexy, except that he smells like someone else's expensive cologne. Apricots with an undercurrent of jasmine and citrus. A unique scent, probably specially made. "How's my best bitch tonight," he rubs himself against me and I fight not to gag, the scent of the other woman making my delicate pregnancy stomach curdle. "Good news?"

How can I feel so certain about that when I don’t even know them? “Hey, Alejandra,” Desmond calls out. Desmond has a kind smile. I think that’s what I like the most about him. Even though he was saying crazy things the night we met, I still wanted to sit there and talk with him. I didn’t have the strength to walk away, even if I wanted to. “Hey, Desmond,” I say, then nod at Forrest. “Forrest.” “These are our friends.” Desmond nods toward one of the guys. “Phoenix.” Desmond then motions to the other boy. “And Puma.”

I was begging him, I needed him hard and fast in me. "Damn it, Addie. You just make me so fucking stiff. On fours baby, I want to smack your ass." I was moaning already but did as he tells me to do. "Such sexy ass baby. Make me want to smack it red." He was talking dirty while licking my back, then it came, I jolted forward from the sheer strength of the smack. But then I felt mine was pulsating, as it clenched nothing in me, I was groaning hard, cursing his name. Then he smacked my other one with the same force, making me screamed his name. I was shaking, from the intense feeling of pleasure.

the colonel said. " Yes Sir, you're right because I didn't kill him as a police officer, I killed him as a soldier " Desmond said. " what are talking Mike?...... I'm lost " DIG Martins said confused. " I was a soldier and my name is not Mike " Desmond said and they are all shocked. " whaaaat" they said in unison. " Not again" Agent mackerel said. " My name.....is......Desmond Dasilva, formal Soldier, Rank Staff sergeant " Desmond revealed.