Eye Candy Men Novels & Stories

Damn it, this suffocating feeling was instead increasingly squeezing his chest. Right next to him, Richard also showed the same facial ripple. The middle-aged man held his whiskey glass with a grip so tight that his knuckles turned white. Instead of enjoying the shapely body of the masked dancer, Richard's eyes instead projected the image of his last night together with Aurora at the mansion—when the girl cried beneath his embrace before leaving, carrying away the entire warmth of his home. The name Aurora echoed like a curse inside the heads of those two Calloway men.

At first glance, it really did look like an ordinary product launch. I had just begun to exhale when Hannah approached with a bright smile. "Kayla, your belly is so huge. You're really lucky. Allergic to men and still managed to get pregnant." Every word was sharp, but Leonard sat on the couch, gazing at her with unmistakable affection. Others stifled their laughter and chimed in. "I heard Kayla has a natural allure. Being allergic to men for so many years must have been torture." "They say women like her lose control the moment they're touched. Like a dog in heat. I wonder if it's true."

The surrounding was still dark when Candy woke up. She looked around, her eyes searching for the ruthless man who had sex with her while she was unconscious. Candy was trembling with fear. Who is that man? No one would dare enter their room but Kenneth. But why did he have to do that to her? Why does he even have to rape her? She can freely give herself to him. They have shared the ecstasy of love making many times. Oh… but it has never been love making… just sex…

Mike When I arrived in front of Candy’s room, I saw her door was slightly open. The sound of moaning was very clear. Every moan that came out of Candy’s lips cut my heart little by little. Could it be that I was jealous of the men who were having sex with her? But serving those men was her job, and that was how she earned her money. However, there was a feeling of reluctance in my heart when those men’s hands touched her body or their lips kissed Candy’s body. But what could I do other than remain silent and restrain myself?

I'm happy he was enjoying it as much as I was. He reached out and took my hand, our fingers interlacing in a tender embrace as the first key of Ed's'Thinking out Loud' was strung. It was as if a current of electricity passed through our touch, connecting us in a way words could never express. From that moment on, we were no longer just individuals in a sea of people; we were unified, sharing this profound connection through the power of music.

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.

Her name sounded so impossibly perfect coming from his own lips. Alexander opened his eyes and looked beside him. The same brunette was still sitting there, that impatient, lusty look permanently fixed in her eyes. He reached out, grabbed her roughly by her hair, and yanked her closer to him. She let out a sharp gasp at the roughness, but the lust still didn't leave her dark eyes. He stared at the woman's face, but in his mind, he was seeing only Emma. She simply would not leave his mind for even a single second. He abruptly released the brunette's hair, letting her stumble backward. Without another glance at her, he poured himself another full shot of vodka and finished it with a single, bu

She thought that she was almost caught when suddenly catching her off-guard, someone pulled her backwards through the door into the grand suite. Euphenia’s heart gave out in panic as she faced the person who pulled her in. Then she saw him. The slender, athletic built man. His slanting eyes filled with a certain rowdiness and a mischievous smirk. His hair was messy and wet and he was wearing a towel which meant that he came out of the shower. The musk perfume smell he gave off baffled Euphenia and she stared at him lost in those flirty eyes. He was still holding her by the waist with her hands on his bare wet chest. Euphenia could feel her knees growing weak as she got drowned in those eyes

Jeremy said. “Oh, great idea,” Bryan nodded. Though Jeremy was a pain in the ass, he was a good beta. “Yes, finally," Amaya said excitedly. “I’ve been craving good meat,” “Why didn't you tell me. I have one inside my pants. Though, good isn't what I'll use to describe it, more like a work of art,” Theo said and everyone in the room groaned. “Hey Theo, I told you to stop with the cheesy line. Do you seriously wanna die?” Cherry frowned.

She spat on him and began to jerk him off. Jack was disgusted at her spitting on his cock, but needed this realse so badly. Candy took him like a champ, he could not feel that familliar tingling in his balls signifying he was close to release. Candy whilst still on her knee's turned around and displayed her arse and asked him to fuck her. Jack went to his pants pockets to retrive protection and Candy put a manicured hand on his arm stopping him saying he doesnt have to if he doesnt want to.