Don't Moan My Name Novels & Stories

Aren't you ashamed? With just a few words, my mother smashed my self-esteem to smithereens before hanging up impatiently. I stared at the phone screen for a long while, so lost in thought that I did not even notice when Jason Brown came back. "Why are you dressed up so nicely? Going out later?" His voice was low and smooth as he leaned down, his chin brushing my shoulder. That familiar scent enveloped me, yet all I felt was a suffocating heaviness in my chest. I gently pushed him away.

She was bright and cheerful, as if she didn't have a care in the world, just like a warm sun. "Lorraine, I don't even have to lift a finger. Greene Group is facing a funding crisis. Provoked by my words today, Jason's definitely going to cry, cause a scene, and beg his dad to invest in Greene Group. Besides, I've found out that the project her family is working on is problematic.

she yelled back, laughing as she ran. "I’ll slaughter you like a guinea pig if you show your face again!" he bellowed, shaking his fist at the sky before heading back inside, muttering, "What’s with that girl?" He couldn’t help but chuckle. Bisila walked down the street, still grinning. She reached into her pocket, feeling the freshly earned payment. Up ahead, a bar came into view, its large sign glowing: **DONNIE AND THE BAR.** Inside, a few men sat scattered around with drinks, talking loudly. One of them noticed her at the door.

A moan escape Alexia mouth. "Did you just moan, my dear sister." Aaron asks, chuckling. Alexia bit her lip, ashamed she find pleasure in what her brother did. Aaron smirks, on seeing the shameful look she has in her face, he raised her skirt up, "you should stop me Alexia, cause I won't stop." He whispers in her ear, he puts a finger in a pussy, "Stop me Alexia." He said again, adding another finger in her pussy.

And the second the kiss deepened, the name that left my mouth as a moan wasn’t his. “Levi…”

"No ... don't go! don't leave me ...!" ***

Without lingering on the terms or conditions in the agreement, she flipped to the last page and signed her name. “Remi Sloan.”

I let out a moan. “Please, Red…” I uttered almost breathlessly, tilting my head back. “Don’t torture me!”

Shawn’s expression darkened. He pulled out his phone, but his finger hovered over the screen for a moment without pressing down. Through gritted teeth, he muttered, “Mr. Moore, are you in on this too, playing games with me? Do you think this is funny?” Mr. Moore shivered. He lowered his head as he was too scared to speak. Shawn clenched his jaw. “Do you think this will make me back down first, Samantha?” I smiled bitterly.

“Oh my God Millie, I am sure the whole apartment heard you moan. Like girl, you never even moaned like that whenever we were doing it.” ##########