Dixie Damelio Hot Novels & Stories

Damien said and helped them fasten their seatbelts before going to the driver's seat. "I really miss mom, I hope she will come back home too" Delanie muttered and hugged her arms with tears in her eyes. "Do you want iced cream?" Damien asked as she pecked her head immediately forgetting that she was once crying. "I trust her, She will definitely come back" Damien said after she saw that Delanie has returned to how she is. At The Island, Noel hit a punch on the wall, "Why the hell won't you wake up!" He yelled angrily but the body on the bed won't budge.

He placed the coin-shaped flash drive onto the desk and clicked it into place. The screen lit up. A folder appeared. Damien’s brows rose as he opened it. Then—his laughter filled the room. Selene froze. It wasn’t normal laughter. It was dark, sharp, almost unhinged. “What is it?” she whispered. Damien turned the laptop toward her. Video thumbnails filled the screen. He clicked one. A recording began to play, the sound of moans bursting through the speakers. Selene gasped. One after another, faces flashed on the screen—girls from the club,,the ones he had fucked.

When had paddling a sub’s ass become a chore? Damien struggled to keep his boredom hidden. The sub tied to the spanking bench deserved his full attention. Anything less was an insult. “How are you doing, Lila?” he asked, putting the paddle aside. Lila was one of the waitresses at Club Obsidian. Since moving to the city, Obsidian had become like a second home to Damien. His old friend, Marcus Hale, owned the BDSM club. “I’m good, Sir,” she murmured, letting out a soft sigh as he ran his hands over her bottom.

Marcus and Jax followed, leaning against the counter, slowly stroking their hard cocks through their boxers as they watched. Damien set her on her feet under the hot spray. Water cascaded over her breasts, down her stomach, between her legs. He pressed her front against the cool glass wall, her nipples tightening instantly. “Hands on the glass,” he ordered, voice rough. Felicia obeyed, palms flat, ass pushed back toward him. Damien kicked her legs wider. His big hand gripped her hip while the thick head of his cock nudged her entrance. “Look at that pretty pussy,” Marcus growled from the side, stroking himself faster. “Still swollen from my fingers last night.”

In order to suspect damien, he wants me, so he'll not harm me, so there must be a person who wants demon hubby, so what they wanted to get rid of me I love him more than anything in this world, moving far from him makes makes to loose the for being alive I met damien and his sister in meeting area, she wants to stay with me, so I agreed as demon hubby told but don't know why, I'm not getting positive vibes towards her, it doesn't mean she is rude or badly behaved with me still my heart didn't liked her, after the meeting we decided to go back, but dhiren asked us to have ice cream I agreed, so liam and demon hubby also agreed, we are having ice cream, but liam is in his own world, I asked hi

55 | D A M I E N A N D M I C H E L L E U N D E R T H E M O O N L I G H T [ C O N T A I N I N G S E X U A L S C E N E ] *** Damien kissed and caressed Michelle's lips with his. The soft and rhythmic movement is getting hotter and faster with a faster tempo. The eyes of the two of them were both closed, looking very absorbed in the lustful game.

Damien snapped a quick picture. “Insurance,” he said with a grin. “Thong off too. Let me see that pussy you’ve been selling.” Riley hooked her thumbs in the waistband and slid it down. Her smooth, shaved pussy was exposed. She tried to cover herself with her hands. “Hands behind your back,” he snapped. She obeyed. As Damien walked around her slowly, like he was inspecting his new project. “Fuck, you look better in person. Turn around. Bend over and spread your ass.”

Her robe rode up, exposing her smooth, shaved pussy as she ground lightly against Damien's thigh, waking him with a start. "Damn, Delilah, you're like a fucking cat in heat," Damien grumbled, his voice husky from sleep. He shifted under her, his hand instinctively sliding up to cup her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. Eli stirred too, mumbling incoherently as Delilah's weight pinned him, her breasts pressing against his chest through the thin fabric. "What's got you all riled up this early?" Damien asked, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her inner thigh, inching closer to her slick folds.

"I really want to go back to sleep, Em." "Damiem posted about you." Emily grinned. Melissa frowned. "Where? He promised he wasn't going to do anything crazy." "On his website." She frowned even more. "Damien has a website?" "He does. Have a look." Em passed her phone to her sister. Melissa collected the device and came face to face with Damien's website. DROLAS.COM. He posted a picture from their engagement on Saturday. Melissa was smiling with her eyes closed while Damien placed a kiss on her forehead. The caption read, "I love you more than life itself."

But, seeing Sabrina and Daniel dance, he was happy. Two ladies who spotted Josh on the dance floor came to him and began to touch him. "Don't you wanna dance? Handsome" One of the ladies said as she bit her lower lip. She found Josh sexy. She was dressed in a bumshort, showing half of her butt cheeks with her net top, with only a black round material covering her nipples. She had a cigarette in her right finger, using the same hand to caress his chest. "Let's dance sexy." The second blonde hottie held his hand. She bent her body to show Josh her breasts. She wore a short pink body fitting dress, with the sides of her waists exposed by the cuts on each side, and her breasts almost out of her