Drew Tanaka Ao3 Novels & Stories

Right on cue, a pair of hard palms slid from my back to my boobs. Without warning, he pulled both teats earning a gasp I couldn’t stop. “That’s more like it.” Mr brown haired said with a cocky smile. “Strip her already, I can’t wait to see what’s underneath.” Mr green eyes said, not masking the lust glistening from his eyes. My chest felt like it would rip open at any second with the way my heart pounded against it. What was more exciting? The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names.

"Vengeance ought to be spoken through gritted teeth, spittle flying, the cords of one's soul so entangled in it that you can't let it go, even if you try." - Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer * * * * Tohya Tanigawa practically stalked through the dormitory building of Hati in search of his male teammate and best friend. He wasn’t in his room. He wasn’t on the rooftop which he, Yuri and Ren usually went whenever they wished to be alone. He wasn’t even with Sunny, as the older Phantom was alone in his room reading a book.

“Why is that, hmm?” Emily shook her head; she massaged her temple. “Oh, I’m not grumpy, alpha!” she denied. “Please, move your hand away from my waist; I don’t want your smell.” She uttered coldly. Drake didn’t listen to her. Instead, he nuzzled his head on her neck and sucked her skin which made her bit her lower lip and suppressed her groans. “I don’t want them to look at you with lust, stray,” he whispered. “I want to kill them one by one and bury them six feet below the ground.” He added seriously.

I had a splendid dream of sitting on a cliff. The moon shone ten times brighter than it ever did on any other night, and beside me was the most beautiful being, a werewolf in his human form, having only my red shawl spread across his groin. One of his hands rested on top of mine, was so warm, and I stared at his face illuminated by the moon's sliver light. "I'm drawn to you, Amara Lively," his lips slowly moved as he called me by my full name. I never once thought he knew.

" she spoke as her body was rocked by his rough thrusts. Tanay heard it. And stroked her cheeks softly. Tanay nodded but he knew very well that in his heart there was no place for her. All his heart was reserved for Arika, his enemy's daughter. Tanay hid his expression and sat next to her. He stretched out his hand and grabbed her face, looking at the beautiful face that recovered from sadness to an evil fire surged upwards. The round of madness and hunger was uncountable. That girl fainted due to pain and pleasure but Tanay was still thirsty. He was thirsty for ARIKA. He desired to conquer her. But she was far away from his claws. Tanay went inside the washroom and masturbated while thinkin

“How I wish I would be given a chance to spend a night with him. I will fuck him like he has never been fucked before by other women, or if I can just watch him undress, oh my goodness, I wonder how big his dick is.” Tanya went to the gent toilet and locked the door up, imagining to be in Drew's bedroom lying on his soft bed. She reached one hand to squeeze her breast, feeling her nipples hardening to her touch. She moaned softly so as not to attract the passerby. She pinched her nipple through the braless top she was wearing, reaching her other hand to stroke her wet and sensitive pussy. Sitting on the toilet bowl, she squeezed her legs together, clenched, and squeezed her pussy wall around

She kept going, riding the waves, moaning loud enough to shake the walls. Finally, her body slumped. She was now sweaty, satisfied… but still alone. She sighed, wiped herself down, tossed the wet towels in the hamper, and crawled into bed. Sleep took her fast, pulling her into dreams of a man who could give her more than just release. --- Across town, Drew stirred. He was tall, sculpted like a runner, with hazel eyes and smooth brown skin kissed with just the right amount of cream, he was every bit the fantasy. And with a thick nine-inch cock? He was hard to forget.

Her eyes are as deep a blue as I remember. "Hi. I'm Layla Ambrigino! Your father hired me to watch Lorie while you were away. It's nice to finally meet you!" Layla says as she extends her hand out to me shaking me from my day dream. Does she not remember who I am? I think to myself as a sadness fills my chest. I quickly reach out and take her hand in mine. Her skin is soft and cool to the touch and I find myself not wanting to let go. "I am Nicolae Draven. It's a pleasure to meet you Layla. I want to apologize for my father leaving so abruptly and leaving you two alone." I reply with a forced smile.

Traditional wooden beams arched overhead, and low wooden tables with cushioned zabuton seats invited patrons to linger. Aiko Tanaka moved gracefully between the tables in her elegant uniform: a soft pink kimono-style blouse that hugged her petite frame, a crisp white apron tied neatly at her waist, and a pleated skirt that swayed just above her knees. At 24, she was the picture of demure Japanese beauty. Porcelain skin, long black hair pinned up with delicate kanzashi ornaments, and large, doe-like eyes that rarely met a customer’s gaze for long. Yet beneath that polished politeness burned something deeper.

Tyrone replied as he took a bottle of beer and began to drink from it. Drew stared at Tanya who was smiling and remarked, "she's a real beauty and I can see she's high. You know me too well bro, I love them high. I hope she tastes as sweet as she looks." "Why don't you find out for yourself" Tyrone replied. Drew pulled Tanya closer to him and grabbed one of her butt cheeks. He lifted one of her legs and rubbed her p**sy with his fingers. After a while, he slid three fingers in and Tanya began to moan."