Drake Dick Flash Novels & Stories

The officer barely made the turn. “Hang on Willow! I have to get this fucker off our ass.” I did as he said. I love that he was such a bad boy. They seem to be the only type of guy that can light my fire, and Drake is as bad as they come. Drake pulled the throttle to its limit. The bike screamed as he hit his final gear. We were traveling at least 190mph or faster. The adrenaline rush I got from this kind of thing was thrilling. Drake easily put distance between us and the officer. I couldn’t even see his car now. “We have to park this bike before the chopper spotlights us.” Drake said. He parked the bike on the porch of a nearby abandoned house. He put the kickstand down on the bike and hel

The screen was flooded with breaking news headlines. "HUG Partner's Son Crashes Out!" I scrolled down, and there it was—a censored photo of Drake, completely naked, running through the streets like a madman. A car followed behind him at a slow pace, headlights illuminating his deranged state. Apparently, he caused an even bigger scene at a second location, running into traffic and disturbing the peace. Then there was a live video of his arrest. He was fighting the cops—still naked—clearly out of his mind on whatever pills Damien had forced down his throat.

Drake drawled, intentionally spiking Dhari's anger. Dale is surprised. This person refused to open his mouth when he tried to make him talk. But now, he started talking when Drake started asking him. 'His highness is intelligent' Dale praised Drake in his head. Drake wants to make Dhari angry, so that he would slip up and reveal something else. The fact that the person behind all this is a 'he' is a very good clue. Something is always better than nothing. Dhari promptly shut his mouth, after his major slip up.

Desmond Lucas. Desmond grinds. The man I had a flash marriage with. And of course, he looked completely unbothered. “It’s okay,” he said casually. Then, with that smirk of his: “How many times have you thrown yourself into my arms today? Am I that irresistible, dear wife?” God, he was annoying. I blinked. Twice. My brain glitched like a buffering video. I’d already learned this about him. He flirts during the most awkward situations like it’s a hobby—or maybe a personality trait. Probably genetic.

“Now I have to see you come.” She moaned as he began to lick her with eager intensity. Okay, she hadn’t quite been expecting this response, but oh wow, his mouth felt incredible. Her hips jerked as he flicked his tongue against her clit and his fingers pushed inside her again. When he rocked them into her, she moaned and pressed her hips up against his mouth, and his tongue flicked at her clit again. “Oh,” she breathed. “Drake , I’m going to—”

Her toes were painted light pink, the same shade as her dress, and she had a brown hair color. The second boy, OMG! He was tall like his companion, and he had a wide chest lean muscle thing going for him. The hair on his head was shining black, and he had grey eyes. He had Chace Crawford look going for him, only with the black hair difference. In fact, he looked like he was the one, if she didn’t know any better.

Drake's movements displayed confidence and dexterity, so she had to ask herself, had these two reversed roles before, or had Sara taught him specifically for tonight? He drew a breath, lifted his arm to the proper angle and the crack! sounded as the thin leather tail zinged through the air and landed on Sara's ass. She jerked as it made contact and left a bright red stripe across one cheek. Drake didn't pause for more than a moment before applying the whip again, and several more times, the strokes measured in space and effect. Each time Sara jerked as much as the wooden restraints allowed and her soft moans drifted on the air in the room. Bree drew in deeper breathes and clenched her fists

She was fiesty little thing and I knew she would give my some pointers on how to handle the guys here. As the day went on I met more and more people from the club. Most got a drink said hi and left. One man came to the bar earlier today and he never left. He just sat staring at me and sipping his whiskey. He introduced himself as Dice. Robyn said he was the Vice Prez of the MC so I had to be as nice as I could be. I tried to not look in his direction but it was hard. Everytime one of the guys came to get a drink I felt his eyes on me. I really hope this would not last long. Hopefully he just thought I was a shiny new toy and the luster would wear off soon. Dice:

Maxine declared, "Let the love commands begin! And remember, ladies, the most creative and romantic gesture wins!" The room filled with music, laughter, and love, as the ladies set out to complete their love commands. Evelyn: "Five things I love about Drake: his kind heart, his sense of humor, his thoughtfulness, his passion for his work, and his adorable smile. And five things I hate about him: his tendency to work too much, his stubbornness, his occasional forgetfulness, his love for spicy food, and his insistence on watching horror movies!" Drake looked proud and smiled during the first half, but his expression turned embarrassed and sheepish during the second half, especially when Evelyn

"His name is Declan Mashii Jackson, he's from business management. As far as I know he's a Dj and the woman next to him is his girlfriend. Why do you want to know him? Are you having a problem with him?" "Ah no, he just dropped my cellphone. I want to ask for compensation." Chloe lied and made the nerdy girl nod. Ara chuckled that she knew Chloe was lying. Nothing has fallen since morning. Only Chloe's brain asked for a rip. Seeing a bad boy just once made Chloe like him immediately. "What are you doing?" asked Ara. "I'm just looking for his social media accounts." Chloe also explained that he was Dj. Maybe on weekends she can see Dj Mashii perform at the club. Just watching him without gett