Gravity Falls Summer Of Pleasure の小説・ストーリー

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“Cut the bullshit. We both know you’re not capable of falling in love. That’s like asking you to climb Everest without oxygen.” Before I can respond, a bright pink G-Wagon rolls up the driveway and stops right in front of us. The door swings open. Summer steps out in a tiny leather skirt and a leopard-print top that barely contains her tits. Her long blonde hair flows down her back as she pulls off her sunglasses. “Babeee!” She squeals, rushing straight at me. She leaps into my arms, wrapping herself around me like a damn vine. “I’ve missed you soooo much!”

He followed with a deep groan spilling hot inside me. Summer brought intense passion. During a festival of light we slipped away to a floating platform high above the celebrations. Ronan took me with urgent need bending me over a railing of energy. His powerful thrusts drove deep and fast. I pushed back meeting each stroke. His hand reached around rubbing my bud perfectly. I shattered with intense pleasure calling his name. He joined me soon after filling me with his release.

she panted. Her nails dug into my back, spurring me on. I held her gaze. I wanted to see her come undone. I rolled my hips forward and groaned. She was paradise. I basked in her goodness before I moved again. I couldn’t hold back after that. Her cries of pleasure were like fuel on a burning building. She might have a few marks in the morning. “Ezra, I’m going to cum.” “Me too, mate.” The burning sensation of pleasure built and exploded. Now I’m in trouble, I thought but I pulled Summer to my side and kissed her forehead. Sophia would come for me now, but I pushed all thoughts of her aside.

I pushed myself up a little, moving in rhythm to his thrusts and I allowed my legs to curl around his waist while I held onto his lower back, as if wanting him to save me from drowning in pleasure. His thrusts became intense, more urgent, as if something bad would happen if he didn't move fast. My moans filled my ears as he continued sliding in and out of my wet, slippery pussy. I felt tension building inside me and I held onto him tighter, preparing to be edged over a cliff. Along with the tension in my body, I felt something else struggling to the surface and before I could stop myself, my claws came out suddenly and scratched him as I ran my hands up and down his back.

Why is it that when I feel a stabbing sensation in my chest, the sky appears to be mirroring my grief? He inhaled deeply, then altered the subject once more. “Alright, take a rest. I’m going to send the doctor to check on you.” I felt my strength being sapped away as soon as I lay down on my back and shut my eyes, although I had only said a few words. ****** Harvey’s Point of View Looking at Summer's face, pale but still beautiful like a goddess, I watched her sleep in silence. No matter what had changed, she was still the same independent and strong woman, with the only difference being that her features were more defined.

Gravel crunched under my feet as I closed the distance. “We need to leave.” “No. Get away from me.” “Summer, what is wrong with you?” “You have to go. Now.” “I’m not leaving without you.” Summer shook her head desperately, refusing to leave with Celeste. She froze the moment her eyes locked with mine. I was already behind Celeste, a long, thick piece of firewood gripped tightly in my hands. Celeste turned—but it was too late. The wood slammed into her skull. She dropped to her knees, dazed. I struck again. Summer screamed as Celeste collapsed face-first into the dirt.

But soon her throat opens, and her eyes meet mine with a nod. I lose control. My fist tightens in her hair as I thrust, fast and hard. Her mouth is heaven. She plays with her breasts while Jared jerks himself behind her, his moans matching mine. It’s too much. The pleasure, the sight of them both, the feel of her… I roar, cumming deep in her throat. Behind her, Jared grunts and spills across his abs—and probably her back. When I pull out, Summer looks thoroughly wrecked. I wipe a drop from her chin and help her to her feet. Jared’s already up, kissing her deeply.

he whispered under his breath. Just as he feared, Summer's surroundings began to blur. The laughter echoed in her mind like a distant memory, swirling into visions of a dark cave. She saw herself standing before an altar, wearing white robes, an ethereal glow about her. In her heart, a storm brewed, and she shook her head, trying to clear the images that threatened to consume her. "Summer?" Coleman called out, his voice breaking through her trance. He hurried toward her, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay?"

It was leaking, flapping wildly in front of him, slapping against his abs and sometimes… against mine when he dropped low enough. I couldn’t look away. My grip on his waist tightened, the other hand trailing forward, wrapping around that gorgeous length of his. Hot. Hard. Pulsing. Liam moaned loud—desperate and high-pitched—and I swore my hips jerked up harder just hearing it. I watched in the mirror as he threw his head back, chest heaving, the pleasure wrecking him. “You see yourself?” I grunted, voice low, gravel in my throat. “You see how fucking good you look getting ruined?”