Dylan O Brien Smut Novels & Stories

Some don’t really care. Alessio walks over to Rock who announces him and some people begin to pester him with questions. Aidan and I take a seat at the very back with Dylan and Danika. “GodDes’s you smell good.” Dylan says to me. “I smell the same as earlier.” I look at him confused. “Smell like what?” Aidan looks at Dylan. Dylan’s eyes dart between me and Aidan. “Your mate.” Aidan leans back in his seat. Danika and Dylan both look at him in shock.

Dylan shrugged his shoulders, "Bully? No, we just enjoyed together, right Alexa?" I turned my face immediately hiding my embarassement, Damien glanced at my outfit, "You're looking pretty in this dress, maybe you should wear something like these more." I nodded my head, "Sure, my Lord!" Tracing his finger on my lips, David questioned, "Why is your lips swollen?" I moved back immediately being embarrassed by his question, but I heard Dylan chuckling. Damn beast! After making me uncomfortable like this, you're just enjoying my situation. Dylan leaned closer to me, "Why don't you say to your David regarding what happened in between us? Will you?"

she snickers “ really? Because last time I checked you bumped into me. I wouldn’t touch you with a 3 foot pole let alone with my shoulder.” bending down to get my books she storms off to most likely tell a teacher a lie. Standing back up, I brush off my books and turn around to go to class. And right when I did I bump into a hard object sending me right back down the ground. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE SHITTING ME “Omg I'm so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” Damen the school's jock that everyone seems to fall for even Samantha. Me however, think he just a big airhead with legs and arms

he replied like it was the simplest thing in the world. Stretching his arms out behind his head, he made himself comfortable. “That’s the difference between you and me, Bran. I take what I want when I want it. And you? You are such a fucking cockblocker.” I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall, tuning out the usual garbage that came out of his mouth. “You don’t even know her name, do you?” Liam smirked, not even fazed. “Why the hell would I?” I shook my head. “You’re fucking disgusting.”

Dylan immediately reached for his favorite donut and started eating. He abruptly stopped when he noticed Brielle shaking her head beside him. He turned to her, one brow raised. “Is there any problem?” he asked casually. To his surprise, Brielle hissed, “You embarrassed me earlier,” she said irritably, avoiding his gaze. Dylan’s brows lifted again. “What do you mean? I didn’t do anything wrong—” “You did!” she snapped loudly. Dylan instinctively glanced at the second floor, worried his parents might come down and see the scene unfolding.

“You know… I’m- uh, sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” His smile had faded somewhat, but apart from the tight clench of his jaw, nothing on his face gave away any indication of emotion. “That’s alright. I guess I deserved that.” Dylan closed the gap between us, his arms outstretched, silently asking for me to take the bouquet of flowers. I gently accepted them, sniffing them for a moment. “Thank you. They are lovely.” I whispered. “I’m glad you like them, Brie. I-uh… I just want to say once again that I am sorry for everything; yesterday, all the things I have said, and done… and I- God, this is harder than I thought.” He murmured frustratedly.

I don't give a damn, and I am not putting up my company for sale. Dylan was restless; his heart was beating fast in his chest after he had typed the message and sent it to the anonymous sender. He saw that the anonymous person was online and had read his reply. The anonymous person laughed and replied, *I see you do not care about your reputation anymore and what the general public and your wife and her family would do when they see this video of you in bed with another lady who is not your wife. And mind you - Mr. Dylan Robinson, we have about six to ten different videos of you with us.*

Xander said staring at Brianna and Brittany. "Well that's what they thought," she said and shrugged. "I mean this girl is a slut so-" "Complete that sentence and you will regret the day you were born"Dylan cut Brittany off glaring at her. "Hey don't talk to my sister like that"Leon said standing in front of Brittany. "Well tell that sister of yours to not call my sister a slut when she's the one who looks like an actual slut in the thing she calls a bikini which looks like it came out of a slut magazine. " Dylan said with his height towering over Leon. Ouch.