Duncan X Gwen Novels & Stories

GWEN Country star JC HUGHES caught between a model and an engagement. How is he going to explain this to girlfriend Gwen Wix and her fans? “This is the second time this son of a. . .” I hiss under my breath as I look at the headline and the compromising image it conveys. In vivid color on the front page of the gossip magazine prominently displayed in the supermarket checkout line. For the second time in two months, it's an image of my "boyfriend" locked in an embrace

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I really didn't expect …" She glanced at Kirk as she spoke. "Were you … really?" Kirk's face was pale as he smiled fakely. "Good going, Sean." Sean raised his hands. "I mean to. Gwen forced me to say it." With that, the room became more lively. Soon, the food was served too. As she ate, Gwen suddenly thought of the gossip she'd heard today. She asked Caroline, "Carol, I heard Eddy's second uncle married Daphne Dawson. Is that true?"

"You are smiling." Gwen said lowly. Gwen found herself in Alexander's arms, spinning gracefully across the polished floor, dancing as he had asked her. The walls and people around them had blurred into a swirl of colours and murmured voices as her focus was on him alone. She was acutely aware of his firm grip on the small of her back, and his other hand holding hers, suspended in the air as they moved together. Her dress flowed around her, brushing against her legs with each turn, managing somehow to escape being stepped on. The music swelled, filling the room with more life and they moved deliberately, as if the sound was sewed into the very fabric of their being.

The police came to the cabin, and an entire investigation began. It turns out, the remains found underneath the cabin belonged to a Dani Winter, who was Dominic's high school girlfriend. Her records showed that she had given birth to a baby boy on Dylans birthday, then disappeared shortly after, and they quickly put two and two together - leading them to investigating Gwen.

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

Michelle suggested. "It'll be an honour. I heard your husband bought the red..." They spoke as they head to the terrace. Ethan heaved a breath of relief. "The worse is over..." . . Gwen was at the company. She was done for the day. She was heading out when she saw her teammates. "Gwen? Is it true?" "What's true?" "You're dating boss" "No, I'm not" "You are staying at the Croydon manor?" "No, I'm not" she said.

Dave pondered the situation and desperate in pleading Gwen, he quickly said, "If that's the case, I'll find a way to withdraw money from the company account. Would that please you?" "You already know what I desire," Gwen gazed at Dave, playfully teasing him with her tongue. She seductively placed a finger in her mouth, captivating his attention. Unable to resist, Dave embraced her, and they both tumbled onto the bed, sharing a lighthearted laugh. Without delay, Dave hastily removed his boxers, and Gwen's gown, pants, and bra followed suit. They began passionately making love, their pent-up desire evident in the fervent way Dave held her. It was clear that since their return from Amber's gran

The Jacksons had gone bankrupt years ago! Back when Aria and Archer were first rumored to be together, everyone knew it was impossible. The Duncans would never allow it. Sophia’s expression darkened. “Looks like they’re not far from a wedding. Both families clearly acknowledge their relationship now—this was the parents sitting down to meet.” “And did you see the way Old Mrs. Duncan treated Rachel? They actually seemed to get along. Even Mrs. Duncan and Rachel looked surprisingly comfortable with each other. What’s going on?” someone muttered, half in disbelief, half to themselves.

“Jack Warren, where the bloody hell are you?” The man in question patiently sits behind his desk watching the door as it burst opened. He should talk to his ‘man’ about who was allowed entrance into his residencies from now on. He acted on pure instinct when he so quickly married Jazz Duncan. Uncertain as yet what his plans was but no one was going to made her look like a fool while married to him. He should give his ‘man’ a huge bonus for wiping the footage from the internet.

“And she wasn’t discreet. She made it clear she still thinks she owns you. That I’m just a passing phase.” Duncan’s demeanor shifted. I saw a flicker of anger ignite in his eyes. “There’s nothing…between me and Gianna,” he asserted, voice firm. “Whatever this is all about, I…don’t understand it either. I haven’t spoken to her in years. …..She doesn’t get….. to dictate our lives.” I glanced at my coffee, now cooling in my hand. “I don’t want to deal with this, Duncan. I’ve got an early morning waiting for me and a mountain of files to tackle. I don’t have the emotional bandwidth for this high school drama.”