Glamrock Freddy Hot Novels & Stories

How can someone expect a woman to keep her hands to herself in a situation like this? It wasn't in my plan to feel horny and let Spencer's touch burn me for the evening. However, Freddie, Grammy's best friend had other ideas. According to him, we are young so we should spend our “Honeymoon” by enjoying every second of it. No matter how many times we tried to refuse his exotic offer, the more he pushed until we gave in and now we are here. I feel like he possesses the eyes of a hawk. If he weren't Grammy's friend who is extremely happy that Spencer finally has a girlfriend, I would find him extremely creepy.

I change into my slippers, walk up to him, and turn around in front of him to show how beautiful I am in this dress. I hope he can feel better with me acting so flatteringly. “I’ve never worn such an expensive dress and high heels. I didn't even see ruby with my own eyes before. " Freddy sneers. " Pathetic woman." After uttering these words with his thin lips, he enters the elevator before I say anything to reply. I stare at the elevator doors closing. I am stunned. "Freddy is a total bastard. I worked hard to make him less unhappy and tried to be friends with him initially, but he is such a bitch."

He pushed a finger inside her p*ssy unexpectedly. "Argh!!!" I screamed. I wasn't this at all. I wasn't expecting any of this. Frederick brought out his hand and it was soaked with my juices. He put the finger into his mouth and licked it, savouring the taste. "You are already soaking wet. Why are you trying to deny it? Don't worry...I'll make you feel good!" Frederick said. "You are a pervert! A fucking disgusting pervert!" "Since you've already called me a pervert then I guess that I have to live up to that name right?" Frederick asked..

Her toes were painted light pink, the same shade as her dress, and she had a brown hair color. The second boy, OMG! He was tall like his companion, and he had a wide chest lean muscle thing going for him. The hair on his head was shining black, and he had grey eyes. He had Chace Crawford look going for him, only with the black hair difference. In fact, he looked like he was the one, if she didn’t know any better.

Once inside, a wave of stale sweat, alcohol and sex hit me and I gagged, my stomach souring. The room was crammed with bodies dancing under the red light. I turned around, squinting, hoping I could spot her in the mass of bodies. I saw her, just beyond the pole dancers, whining her waist on the laps of a man. Sinclair. She looked up and her eyes landed on me. She gasped.

End of Flashback {Tanya} Freddie's party was already in full swing when I arrived with Lyra. "Ooh" Lyra flipped her hair with elegance, grinning from ear to ear. "Look at the hot guys we have here" I looked around my environment and saw that there were really hot guys around, but they were not exactly the guys I want to be with tonight. The guys I've seen here so far does not possess that strange, desirable power that seem to be dangerous but I still get attracted to it. I was really hoping I would see someone with that kind of allure, that kind of power to entice me, but nah....nothing. There was no one here that could pull me to him the way Kieran does, or should I say used to do?

Shana: “I’M FREE FOR THE ENTIRE WEEKEND. PLEASE TELL ME YOU CAN TAKE MY MIND OFF SAKS UNTIL MONDAY MORNING.” Me: “OH, MY LADY, I HAVE A CONCERT PLANNED.” Shana: “A CONCERT? WHAT BAND?” Me: “IT’S A PRIVATE SHOW. VERY INTIMATE.” Shana: “WHAT CLOTHES SHOULD I PACK?” Me: “NOT NECESSARY. NUDE VENUE.” (Smile emoji) Shana: “THEN I’M PACKED!” (Blushing smile emoji)

she said, licking her bottom lip seductively. "Shit, anytime," he said, reaching up to tweak her nipple one last time. She turned then and saw Freddie's wide smile and jovial face. "Come on gorgeous, I've got a thing for redheads!" He slapped his leg once for effect, drawing a laugh. Kelly moved over and stood in front of him. Bending forwards slightly, she ran her buttocks backwards and down his torso. She felt her pussy lips against the fabric of his shirt for a moment, the sensation startling and exciting her at the same time.

The girls next to him are no different, short dresses. Dresses short enough for me to know they both agent wearing underwear, unfortunately. Their hair is all over the show sticking at odd ends and laying flat against their faces. But they're aware, not drunk to the point of oblivion. "Where you been?" Freddie's slur cause his saliva to land smack on my face. Rubbing at the now infected skin, I turn my head to him. "Work. Yo, where's the tattoo artists?" I have to shout in order for him to hear me because unlike him I don't shout for a living.

“You must be out of your mind.” “I’ve been eagerly anticipating this moment—to return to this place.” Frederick stared out at the water, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. His body was covered in a multitude of tattoos, leaving no space untouched. He served as a front-line soldier and held a beta position in my brother’s ranks. He had launched a surprise attack on Gray, completely unaware of his true abilities. Frederick reveled in the adrenaline of risky situations, seeking out thrills and excitement, while I remained content with my ordinary life.