Entertaining Texts Novels & Stories

There are also lots of books, so I can spend a pleasant afternoon reading. ‘That sounds nice. Your words make me want to be confined in the study with you.’ Matthias texted a suggestive remark in a hardly noticeable way.

It was evident the great Frank Tazz had his heart stolen by a sexy damsel because they knew he couldn't have settled for less. And all that begged one question, who one earth was she? They were however not in a hurry to know because he was going to tell them. Human beings are social creatures and most of the time we can't resist the urge to share the good things that are happening to us...that's why social media is full of happy pictures of people on vacations and trips abroad and rarely those that depict suffering or lack of enough.

It was not like perfume, but a seductive scent from her body. Nolan's face suddenly turned red. He could even see every single hair on her face, her seductive eyes, and her moist lips pressed tightly together, making her look extremely adorable. At this moment, the emotions between them seemed to become more intense and obvious than ever. Hellen, with her eyes sparkling with surprise, felt her heart beat faster. The seductive scent of Nolan's body penetrated her senses, creating a warm and strange feeling. She could feel the closeness and tension in the air.

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“Cheya has been bothering me to bring you back to Yain City.” “Hmm?” I stopped what I was doing. “It is good that you have someone other than me who you can talk about everything with,” he said. “But to be honest, I don’t really know if I should regret making you meet Cheya. She has so much energy and I can’t keep up with her.” I chuckled. Cheya is the type of person who is always active for the whole day. She never runs out of anything to say or do. Even though we were all sleepy and tired, it looked like her day was just starting because of all the energy she had.

SCARLETT Ethan texted again on Saturday. *There's an art exhibition downtown. You seem like someone who'd have strong opinions about art. Come with me.* I read it twice. Then a third time. It was a good text, confident without being pushy, which was apparently his reset after the library incident. I appreciated the effort. I typed back: *What kind of art?* *The pretentious kind. Overpriced paintings with names like "Void No. 7." Very dramatic.*

"That's basically what started this whole mess, remember. The text you weren't supposed to see." "I remember." Something soft crossed his face. "I read it probably fifty times before I ever showed up at your door. I told myself I was just trying to understand what happened, but really I think I just wanted an excuse to read it again." "That's embarrassing for both of us." "Extremely." He smiled, and this time it reached all the way to his eyes, and for a moment the six months between us felt thinner than it had in ages, felt almost bridgeable, felt like something we might actually find our way back across if we were both brave enough to keep walking toward each other instead of away.

I commanded before walking off and heading toward the main office. The main office was a pigsty. Empty cigarette butts littered the floor and the desk; papers were strewn everywhere, and empty beer bottles sat on every shelf. Mickey had no respect for my business, nor did he respect my facilities. His disrespectfulness needed to be dealt with immediately. I took out my phone and texted one of my bouncers a picture of Mickey and the word outside immediately after. The bouncer sent back a thumbs-up emoji indicating the message was received.

He gradually stripped off her clothes, both naked before she knew it. James stared at her entire body until she felt his hand caressing her shoulder, arm, and stomach before his caressing went up her breast. James' firm fingers gently shaped her breasts. Antonette gasped as James' lips suddenly covered one of her breasts while the other was still being manipulated by his hand. James sucked her breast, his tongue tickling her nipples and causing her to arch her back. And she couldn't help but yelp when James' hand began working its magic on her other breast, tweaking her nipple, pulling it, and then letting it go rough.