Evo Matte Red Novels & Stories

he orders increasing the speed on the vibrator. I don’t know how many more times I cum, but I feel Matteo’s cock squeeze tighter in my pussy and I realized that he is close to coming as well. “Pleaae,” I beg for something I don’t even know of. “Redddd!” Matteo groans as he cums for the second night. He throws the vibrator on the floor, and then he wraps me in his arms, breathing heavily in my hair. “You did so well, Red. Good girl,” he praises.

Geelq is cemented as the top dog in supercar and hypercar space, extending its wealthiest clientele the fastest, rarest, prettiest and one of the most expensive cars on the planet. “And since we are here, I will take my time to look around,” Eugene murmured. Then, he dashed towards the nearest car in his place. Eugene went to observe the car with a matte dark red color, which is similar to blood. It is a 5-seater car, including the driver and the passenger seat. The design is very handsome with narrow eyes, headlights and largemouth beneath. Gasping, Eugene stared at the car. He really wanted to touch it, but he restrained himself and just put his hands behind his back.

“Sorry, I’m ready.” Evie walked out and my knees grew weak. She was in a long, silk, red dress. It hugged her lithe frame and seemed to settle on her curves perfectly. Her hair was down, swept in waves to the left side. It was a spagetti strap top and her bionic arm had its matte black plates on it. It was no longer strapped to her body since she received surgery for them to connect her muscles in her shoulder to the arm itself. She could do so much more now and much less effort. Her request? Just that it had different plate colors so it would match her outfits. “You look incredible.”

" Eva plotted her revenge in the gleaming sheen of the freshly painted Bugatti Veyron. The once familiar car was now a shocking shade of pink, a bold statement that roared louder than any engine. Taking to I*******m, Eva unleashed a baggage of photos. The caption, simply a single pink emoji, spoke volumes, a satisfied smile tugged at her lips as the internet erupted. "From drab to fab snagged this beauty for free and gave it a makeover fit for a rockstar.." #pinkpower #newwhip #freebie Eva's post ignited a firestorm in the comments section. Likes and replies poured in like rain with fans buzzing about the shocking pink paint job.

“Uh, no. She’s always been, uhm, well, reserved and like, in mother/teacher mode.” Matteo chuckles and slaps my back. “Ohh, actor, if she lets you, you’re in for a good time. A tipsy Eva is a lot of fun, take it from me, been there, done that, as mentioned.” He says, smirking. “Here’s another little tit-bit for you, she knows how to move those fucking hips gloriously well and can give the motherfucking ride of your life.” He says, before walking away with a smiling Angelo following him.

Pockmark Mask now. ***

The car stops when suddenly five men line up in front of the road. ‘Let’s come out.” Matthew said and go out first, he keeps looking at them watching their every move. “What bad airs bring the wolves from west here at our territory? Don’t you think you are entering the wrong path?” One of them said, I immediately come out to the car make his eyes widened. I did not expect that such reaction, why he so shock seeing me in front of him? “I can handle it, Knight so you better comeback inside of the car.” Matthew said without looking at me.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

“You are out numbered, and can’t defeat us.” Red slowly rises to his feet, his body radiating full Alpha aura. A look of menace on his face. “How dare you walk into my territory and think you can threaten me!” He snarls, his deep as his wolf makes an appearance. The tension in the room hits the roof as it became clear that the situation is most definitely going to escalate. Alpha Dan goes to challenge the Italian Alpha, but Kendra stops him with the shake of her head, before she turns to Red.

◈AT TEN AM◈ Matteo approached Evan with a lethal calm, stopping before him at Silvio’s chair. Their eyes locked, and the quiet between them thickened like smoke. “You can tell me now,” Matteo said, his voice icy. “Tell you what?” Evan replied after a brief hesitation. “That it is a joke,” Matteo said at once, his tone softening with a faint edge of hope. Evan held his stare, unmoving, offering no answer.