Hamilton Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

My intention was to leave the room immediately the meeting ended, but fate had other plans for me, as Damien suddenly walked in, a jolly gait to his step. “Hi, damsel.” He said to me, before taking my hand and kissing my knuckles. For some odd reasons, I automatically averted my gaze to Eduardo. The furious expression on his face made my heart flutter with something strange. Pushing the thoughts down, I darted Damien a smile. “Hey, I wasn't expecting you. What's up?” “Nothing much,” He replied then grinned. “I got us the best table at Hamilton's for dinner. You've been dying to try out their food, and today is the day your wish will be granted.”

I try to play with him as this handsome piece of meat is giving me a hard time to resist my desire for him. “Alright, Scarlett.” He smiles and by its beauty, the last string of my patience breaks. “I want you to fuck me, Blaze Hamilton.” I express my desires and pull him for a kiss.

Hamilton before going to the buffet. As I was on my way to the buffet, my phone rang. I looked at the caller's name on the screen. This is a private number. When I answered the call, no one spoke even though I asked who was on the other end, many times. I cut it off and went to the buffet. When I got to the buffet, I saw Mrs. Hamilton looking at the food. I think she's still deciding what to choose to eat. I tapped her on the shoulder to get her to look at me.

"Harlow. She was supposed to meet me here after she went for a run this morning. I don't think she's just going exercising with friends, I think it's something more and I'm worried about it." "Something more, like... she's meeting a guy friend?" I take a guess, getting the vibe from Hamilton that there's more to this story. "You women are always jumping to conclusions, aren't you?" he frowns at me. "Is that your way of confirming I'm right without actually saying it?" I arch an eyebrow and smile innocently. Hamilton gives me a sidelong glance then rolls his eyes. "Maybe." I chuckle, then grow serious again. "So who is he? Obviously you don't like him very much."

He left her in the room, making sure to close the door even though he knew that she would not have the strength to leave the room herself. Hamilton went to a section of the city where the slaves work to pick a slave. “What is he doing here so soon?” Felicia asked inwardly, her brows furrowed immediately she saw Hamilton barge into the place where she supervised some of the other slaves. “He looks like he is thirsty for blood.” She said inwardly again after, wondering why he would be thirsty for blood when he just had Monalisa. Hamilton quickly looked around the place to see who he would pick out of the group of slaves, causing the others to lower their heads in fear as they dreaded seeing hi

We smiled at each other. Looking at Braelynn's shy expression, I spoke first, "Is it still itchy down there? Do you want me to scratch it for you?" Perhaps because we had just been intimate, she wasn't timid at all and sat down next to me. "I'm so itchy, Mr. Hamilton. Please help me!" Looking at her slender, fair legs, the mysterious crevice between them hidden by her skirt only added to the allure. I deliberately lifted her skirt, revealing her full, white panties.

His grin turned even wider when she said with her shaky voice, shivering under his gaze, "Piper Hamilton. It's nice to meet you, sir." "Nice meeting me?" Bash smiled knowingly, and her cheeks turned beetroot red, seeing him looking behind her where the accident happened and how her tomato left a mark on the road. Taking a step backward, he said, "I hope it isn't your cat's name you gave me." "Uh-What? No!" She winced at her voice, eyes turning watery. She blushed and stammered. "Excuse me. I have somewhere to be."

Give me a ring tonight and we’ll arrange a talking lunch. From his inside pocket he took a pen. On the pad on her desk he scrawled ‘Hamilton’ and a phone number. ‘I’ll be in between seven and eight.’ Temporarily deprived of the power of speech, she gaped at him. He tucked the pen back in his pocket. ‘Till tonight, Claudia.* That was enough to restore her vocal cords. ‘I don’t recall giving you my name!* Already halfway to the door, he turned his head just enough for her to see an infuriating flicker at the corner of his mouth. Tm psychic.*

I teased in a baby voice. He made a gagging sound. “Let’s just go.” Hamilton expressed his displeasure as he waved me off. I let out a brief laugh before instructing the driver to exit. Then I tickled Hamilton’s ear, causing him to jump pulling out the earbuds from his ears. “You’re basically a child. I don’t know why you’re here. You should be in the daycare.” He glared at me. “Please don’t be upset with me”, Hamilton avoided me by putting back his earbuds and pretending to asleep.

"Yes, well, I suppose some things never change." She looked at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Indeed, some things never change. But sometimes, people can surprise you." He frowned, unsure of what she meant. “I actually wanted to talk to you about David, Ms. Hamilton.” He changed his tune. “He seems to be interested in you.” “Are we in kindergarten for you to pass out notes from your friends, Mr. Thomson? As for Mr. Hendrix, he should remain focused on his fiancée, I have no interest in committed men.”