Henry Cavill Hot Novels & Stories

Henry said and left the room. "So that's Henry Richard?" Jen whispered immediately after Henry left the room. Eve confirmed with a nod. "Damn, he's so hot!" Jen whispered again and tried to peep out. “Damn girl the guys hot like a heater, I’m sure he’s got it hard down there he looks so handsome.” "Shut up!" Eve and Olivia screamed at her.

Had it just been the hot sex all along? He placed her on the bed, drawing the covers back first. In seconds he had her stripped of every piece of clothing, his eyes burning into her while he removed his own. She already felt her nipples bead involuntarily, her pussy muscles quiver and the liquid of her arousal seep out to the insides of her thighs. How could she want, desire—need—this man so incredibly much when she got so little of him? And when he was probably tuning up for the big farewell scene.

He smiled, a genuine pull of his lips, and hid it in his glass as he took another sip. "Ah, there he is," Henry sang, greedily devouring the distance between them. He greeted Kade, but his thin eyes never left Nine. As if she was a juicy piece of steak, he all but drooled down the front of his shirt. "A sight for sore eyes..." Kade agreed. "Isn't she?" "Her breasts look smaller," Henry felt the need to point out as he clenched the thin stem of his champagne flute in his chubby grip. "I would have chosen a dress with a structured bodice. Something that made the girls, you know, perkier."

Why don't you just admit you have the hots for me? Devan ~”The only thing that is hot for you is my hand that is going to smack your face.” Rey ~”Hey at least there is some part of your body that is hot for me. Why don't you slap me and see if something else gets hot.” Devan ~”Your face is the only other body part that is getting hot here.” Rey ~”Oh that is what you think.” Devan ~”The only raise you getting out of me is an eyebrow.”