Despicable 1 Novels & Stories

I knew he was about to fūck me with his mouth because I heard him sniffing my pūssy as his teasing breath made the tears flow down my cheeks faster. I think I’m going to be sick. “I can’t blame you for going crazy over her, Padrino.” Mattias chuckled against my skin as he addressed Alberto in the video. “Her pūssy is as delicious as I remember.” He mentioned, making my heart stop. “I’ve been eating the best pūssy I’ve ever had all day, but don’t worry. This time you get to watch how I make her screām my name.” He grunted before his tongue made its way down my slit.

It was a golden colour Xiomi. "It was quite simple. First, I am looking too good to resist and I started hitting on him. He couldn't have helped it. I made him smell my so - called perfume, you call it Chloroform. And the rest is history.", She said with a slight bow. "Thanks man.", I said. "Now, what do I get after doing this service?", She asked smirking. "What do you want?", I asked looking up at her. "A kiss." •••

He was Gab's ex-fiancee. "Zendaya, Zack Jersey Mendoza." He stared with annoyance in his face though he was wearing a mask. "I'm jealous." I managed to crack a laugh that didn't reach my eyes. "Why would Lauyton Diem Elarde be jealous of him?" I looked at Zack. I watched the beat of his heart on the monitor screen before moving my eyes to the ICP monitor that indicated his minimal brain activity. If this will continue, he might fall into a vegetative state. I'm hoping it would not result in that.

Marcus smirked mysteriously, seeming indifferent and distant as if he had a protective shell around him, "So many people have called me despicable, what difference does one more make?" Despicable? Jessica, your world is too pure. It seems, you still don't know what despicable means. I... have long been sinking and struggling in hell! A lifetime in darkness! Jessica's breath hitched, she was furious. How could this man speak with such indifference and act as if nothing mattered when he cared deeply? She despised this kind of Marcus.

I let him feed the pancake as if in a trance. This was the first time, I noticed the slight dimple that formed on his left cheek whenever he smiled. He looked so gorgeous that it hurt to look at him, knowing that he could never be mine. Even if Nivaan managed to save mom and Dad, I was toxic to all werewolves… Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he said, “I want to meet your wolf…” This pulled me back to reality. Jumping to my feet, I said, “That is not possible, Kevin…”

I added, knowing that she'd be disgusted by the name. "Martins!" She spat. "Please don't mention his dirty name in front of me again" she added, squeezing her face. I shrugged. "I wonder what that guy did to you to make you despise him so much. He's not really bad, and I would have jumped at him if I were in your shoes", I said, handling her a glass of drink. She muttered thank you and gazed at me. "Well, I have my eyes on something bigger. Not Martins" she said, tilting her head sideways.

I’m living for it. The moment Gabe slides his swollen, salty flesh into my mouth, I am pushed to the brink. Right to the precipice of something almost alarmingly beautiful. My trembles increase and I become painstakingly aware of every pressure point in my body. My entire body weight rests on the place where I’m joined by Tobias, my clit pressing and rubbing on the base of his engorged flesh. Banks is so full, hurting me slightly with his ownership but in a way that I want. I want to feel like a corrupted virgin—I don’t care if that’s weird or wrong. I want to feel like a seductive vixen, too, and I’m getting that from Gabe. Tobias looks up at me with nothing short of hero worship, like I’m

Babi pov I went in to change but I wanted to take a shower so I headed towards the washroom. Maybe it was because of tequila I wasn’t feeling a little bit dizzy. I felt like I was walking on a tight-fitted rope. My mind was under full control but my body was on its own. It wasn’t working as it planned. I saw soap lying on the floor and I panicked like hell. It was already really hard to walk straight, and as soon as I saw soap, in an attempt to dodge it I fell on the floor really badly.

“It’s not what you think—” “Think what? That you planned all this because you like me?” His smirk deepened. “No matter what you do, I’ll never like you. I’ll never love you. You can never replace Nicole. You’re nothing compared to her. You’ll never be Nicole. Remember that. You’re. Not. Nicole.” His eyes burned into me as he added, “Even with my last breath, I’ll never love you. And I’ll make your life hell.” Then he stood and left.

DAVINA'S POV:- "Excuse me," I said while I immediately turned back and rushed out of the room, I tried to calm myself and take a deep breath, but I was angry, "How dare he!" I fumed with anger. The way he was fucking my assistant on my desk while bending her down and griping her hands on her back played in front of my eyes, and her moans and his grunts made me feel disgusted. I can't believe his guts, he was fucking her right over my desk, where I work, where I spend half of my day.