Got Me Wrapped Around Your Finger Novels & Stories

He interlaced our fingers and whisked me away. ┌⁠|⁠o⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠o⁠|⁠┘⁠♪┌⁠|⁠o⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠o⁠|⁠┘⁠♪┌⁠|⁠o⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠o⁠|⁠┘⁠♪ "Mummy! Your phone is wringing!" Tiffany scream was followed by hurried pat-pats of feet, and the kitchen door swung open.

And as the sound of footsteps approaching reaches, I throw myself into bed, pulling my blanket around myself while praying it wasn't L coming this way. Even though I would usually be thrilled by his presence, right now all I could think about was what I overheard, especially the part about me being wrapped around his finger. Was that true? Was I wrapped around his finger? It was true that I depended on him like the air I breathed and I craved him, but wasn't that simply because I was in love? Or are you in obsession? The small voice in the back of my head asks, causing another shiver to race down my spine.

His fingers were coated with my liquid . " yeahh..more " I asked . He was stroking me with his fingers . I bite on my lips lustfully . It felt heaven . " you are mine ... did you get that " he mouthed in his angry tone which held so much possessiveness . Thrust Thrust " fucking mine " he declared . " I am all yours ...only yours " I mouthed weakly as his fingers were doing their job . ***

The week after the risky office encounter became a tightrope walk over an abyss. Alex tried desperately to regain control of his spiraling life, but Jordan had become an obsession he couldn’t shake. Every spare moment, every excuse, led back to them. The guilt toward Sarah grew heavier with each passing day, yet the thrill of the forbidden only made the sex hotter, more desperate, more addictive.

I said, as I wrapped my fingers around his wrist and moved his hand to relieve the ache that has been building inside me for so long. “Chyort!” he cursed in russian as two of his fingers delved into my folds. I sucked in a breath, feeling the muscles in my stomach tighten and pull at the wound, but the spark of pain didn't stop me as I slid my hand down and clutched the back of his, my fingers tangling with his. I heard his deep groan as our fingers touched my soft, sensitive flesh. “Oh, Jonathan…” I moaned, my fingers tangling in his hair. “God…” My thighs twitched as he inserted his middle finger in. It was so tight and so much more than before as if the absence had made it more intense. I

She still continued to struggle in order to break free. Soon enough, he released her lips. They were both out of breath. She was going to slap him but he was able to grab her hand. “Why are you going to slap me? Didn’t you just kiss me back?” Charles grinned at her. He was delighted by the fact that she returned his kiss. “I-I was just a little tipsy.” She defended herself. Her face turned redder from embarrassment. Charles frowned when he heard her reason. “Does it mean that if that man kissed you, you will kiss him back because you’re tipsy?”

-We must take the next step, don't you think," I finished tasting his fingers bathed in my thick vaginal fluid. He had become a demon at that moment, I could see it in his eyes, they burned more than his body and I... I had fallen under that spell that made me want him to fuck me, to do whatever came to his mind.

Vivian was stunned for a moment. She wanted to pull her finger back subconsciously, yet he bit down and refused to let go. He did not exert much strength as he gnawed at her finger gently with humor in his eyes. He stared at her and curled up the tip of his tongue to lick her finger pad softly over and over again. Her cheeks were flushed scarlet and she had an obvious look of embarrassment on her face. She tried to struggle free from him, but she was still on a call with her mother and dared not cause a huge commotion.

At least, I can definitely improve the condition of Papa's legacy under the Leofwin Group of Companies. I looked at my finger and noticed the twinkling wedding ring. There is no need for me to wear it anymore, I will just give it to the street person and he will be the one to sell the ring. I don't need this. I don't like this. I grabbed the ring and pulled it off my finger. Case... Tight. He doesn't want to be pulled. I pulled the ring again but it only hurt my finger, the ring didn't even move. FVCK! Is it glued?! Why is it suddenly tight? The more I pull, the more it stays on my finger. Damn!

He demands, adding a second finger. “You can't deny it, Adrianna, you want this as much as I want you.” he thrusts a finger inside her making her bite down on his shoulder, shuddering in response. “I want this.” she cries into his shoulder. “I want you so much. I’ve wanted you for so long.” “Then give yourself to me, Mia Tesoro.” He fastens his pace, thrusting his long fingers in and out of her. “That's it, princess, let it out.” Her voice breaks off as an orgasm slams into her, her muscles clamping around him like a vice. His fingers keep thrusting, drawing her release out.