Henry Cavill Sexy Novels & Stories

TRISTAN'S POV “Remember, no shots fired until I say so, boys. How are we feeling?” “Good, bouncy even.” It was Cavill that replied first, and I understood perfectly why. He was trying to impress, but I didn't mind. All I wanted was for him to do a good job. Henry only nodded, cradling his revolver. He was frowning as usual, and I wanted him to do whatever he thought was best for him. I only wanted him to function as well as he usually did, nothing more.

I hear Casen rushing into the cave, throwing his packages onto the table and running into the bedroom. He stops in the doorway and looks at us. “Fucking hell, that’s hot.” He quickly undresses and climbs onto the bed. Severn doesn’t even look at him, but continues eating my pussy. I watch Casen’s face as he sees my pussy, the fine fiery red hair covering it. He gives a low, seductive chuckle. “I see why he’s in such a hurry to get me in here. This is going to be fun.”

“Your pet seems much more agreeable, Damien. You will have to share your secrets with me.” Damien hummed but didn’t otherwise answer. Henry inched closer to me. As he did, I could tell from the sheen in his eyes and the smell of liquor on his breath, that he was drunk. “Yours is beautiful too,” Henry said. “But it’s more than beauty that tempted you, Damien, wasn’t it? There have been so many other beautiful ones.” Henry’s eyes never left me. “Her blood must be divine, to make you want to drink again.”

I pointed that out. "She must be really skilled," Arnold backed, showing me his phone to see the last information he gathered. But this wasn't about Linda or Alpha Damian. This one contained a photo of Billionaire Henry at Late Sullivan's home, expressing his condolences to the family. "This was yesterday," Arnold said. "He went there to pay his respect to the dead Alpha. But that's not all..." He slides his phone to a hidden photo of Henry having sex with a woman inside Sullivan's house! "Is that the Luna?" I asked, noticing the fancy apparel and body shape of this lady who bent down in a doggy pose, receiving the billionaire's cock.

************************************************************* Henry was taking a sip from his glass filled with bourbon, the one that Cassie’s father was producing and although he was a shitty person he still made excellent alcohol. He groaned, he was shirtless so the muscles on his chest was pretty visible and his veins too. He used his other hand to press the head of the brunette kneeling in front of his crotch and taking all of him into her mouth softly and with so much satisfaction. He gulped from the glass further as he groaned; he was enjoying himself and living in the moment. The excitement was rushing through him and he started pushing her head harder, almost choking her.

"Let me see how ready you are. I bet you're excited and eager for me." He was right. I could feel the wetness between my legs and the heat radiating from my core. I was desperate to feel him inside me. I lay down, positioning myself for the camera, openly displaying myself to him. I began touching myself, moving my fingers up and down along my sensitive flesh. "You're killing me!" Henry groaned. "You're so beautiful! So incredibly sexy!" I laughed seeing how worked up he was getting, as I continued pleasuring myself with increasing intensity.

Henry bared his teeth in mock offense and leaned back on the sofa, lighting the cigarette. “It’s not fun anymore. Women these days... nothing special. All they do is act sweet and pretend to be considerate, digging into your heart with fake affection—but there’s nothing real.” He flicked the ash from his cigarette, then turned his head toward Calvin. “You haven’t had any contact with Adriana? Still because of her uncle?” Calvin grabbed a bottle of brandy and dropped it in front of him. “Drink. It’s yours.” It was Hennessy Timeless Cognac, Collector’s Edition—something he tossed out like tap water. Just from that, Henry could tell Calvin’s mood was seriously off.

"So now everyone has decided that I have morals similar to my husband's? It has been decided that I've taken a lover? If I have, your grace, I believe I'm still behind one. You do have two mistresses now, don't you? Or have you recently acquired another? Gossip is so slow to reach the country, you know." "I seem to remember you giving me your blessing on seeking out dancers and actresses," Henry reminded in a mocking voice that made her even more furious. "That was only because I was frightened at the moment, and you know it! Only a cad...or you, would remind me of that!" "Don't push it too far, Cassandra," Henry growled. Hot green lights flared in his eyes as he glared at her, and he had to

Cassidy was never a lover girl, initially she saw sex as a thing to enjoy with any guy she wanted to but that was not the case with Henry. Henry had a very strong character and his convictions always lead him above anything, once his mind was made up about something that he knew was right then nothing could change it otherwise, not even if you would threaten him. That character was something that Cassidy never really got to understand but it enticed her so much because she had never met a guy like that before and unlike many other guys that were just trying to behave like that just to get attention, he was genuinely a good guy.

As for Henry, just forget about him! Colene became bolder as she introduced each photo. Gabriella blushed slightly, but Quinn was thoroughly entertained. Gabriella was curious, yet she couldn't help but compare each photo to Henry, though she didn't understand why. For instance, Henry's chest muscles were firm and robust. His length—seven inches—was naturally impressive, and his butt … Gabriella blushed even more. She shook her head and dismissed those inappropriate thoughts. After viewing numerous photos of men, she still considered Henry the most perfect.