Henry Cavill Sexy Novels & Stories

“ I will have to show you, Sir. She bribed the club not to make these tapes public, and no, you didn’t sleep with her, but she...” “Nearly gave me a blowjob?” Javier remarked. “That is true, but not nearly. She did, but only for less than a minute.” Henry stroked the area around his temples. “I apologize, boss. Before giving it to you, I had to double-check everything. Thus, I saw your cock. It was a necessary component of my inquiry.” Ethan chuckled. “Henry, why are you acting as though this is your first time seeing my cock?”

Kayla said casually. Henry's hands balled into fists by his side. One could almost see smoke coming out from his ear. If she wasn't a woman, he would have strangled her for what She said. He knew he was never going to forgive himself for falling for Kayla's seduction. They had a very great sex life while they were together. In fact, Kayla brought out the sex beast in Henry. Satisfying men and making them want more was what she was really good at. Henry was thankful they were the only ones in the room, no third party to hear their conversation. "One more word about you shaming me again and all the teeth in your mouth will be gone for good. You SLUT!" He said with venom in his voice.

Once he feels it, he stops moving, and I feel his breath in my ear. “Not yet, kitten”, He says in a raspy voice that sends chills down my spine. Holly fucking shit, he is turning me on so much. I’ve never been this turned on, how is that even possible? Henry crashes his mouth on mine again as he takes his cock out of me and thrusts back inside deep and fast not leaving anything out, he fills me in so much.

He whispered while I giggled. "Henry," I called softly wanting him to stir at me as I positioned myself for a doggy style. "You're a badass bitch," He said helplessly and slowly inserted his whole length into my vagina while I bent over. Each stroke and rhythm movement of his, sent a shiver down my spine as I moaned in pleasurable pain. Henry was a pro. He knew how to make each move against my body electrifying. "You're.... killing..... Me.... " He moaned and pulled away, spilling his thick juice all over my ass, and we both giggled.

… On the other side, Henry walked out of the bathroom as Juliet hung up the call. He didn't expect that it would be Juliet who brought him the clothes. Nor did he expect that this woman would have the audacity to answer his phone without permission! Henry had just finished showering. And he was only wearing a bathrobe, which made him look even more languid. He approached Juliet with slow steps. His demeanor made Juliet's heart beat faster. In the past, Henry was refined and handsome. But now, he exuded masculinity. Any woman would have her heart skip a beat at his rugged good looks and pure masculinity.

Henry looked at the document before him and answered Varney who was getting anxious as it was not everyday Henry called him. Henry gave instructions and hung up afterwards, and opened his recent chat with Selena and looked at the picture she had taken with his little princess, Hailey. His heart skipped a beat when he saw a picture Cherry had sent of Selena popped up on his screen. She was in a black flair beautiful off-shoulder gown and her hair was let down and curled. She smiled so brightly in the pictures, Henry was in total awe. My wife is gorgeous, beautiful…He zoomed into her smile and he could only smile.

My mouth dried up as HIS eyes followed every little movement of my body, a bored, nonchalant expression marring his perfect face. I had thought the man was handsome underneath the dim lights of his bedroom but good heavens… They did say the devil was the most handsome. And right in front of my eyes was none but an embodiment of a fallen angel. Broad shoulders that looked like they would bring the suit coat undone with just a bit of flex, black hair that accentuated the perfectly chiseled face. That sharp jawline… My captor was the most beautiful man I had ever laid my eyes on. Heck, put Henry Cavill and he would put him right to shame!

A thin string of wetness already clings to my inner thigh. Henry stands at the foot of the bed, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. “Look at that pretty pussy dripping. Vincent ever get you this wet?” I laugh bitterly. “Vincent hasn’t gotten me wet since Obama was president.” Henry grins, dark and hungry. He sheds his shirt, revealing a solid chest and stomach that’s still tight from years of construction work. His belt comes next. The sound of leather sliding through loops makes my clit throb. He climbs onto the bed between my spread legs but doesn’t touch me right away. Instead he leans down, breath ghosting over my inner thigh.

“Or what? What are you going to do, huh?” He cranks his neck. “Don’t get on the wrong side of me, Serena. I swear.” I laugh again. “Don’t threaten me, Henry. Here is how it is going to go. The woman you paid to try to seduce Conall, you are going to call off your stupid, childish plan. It won’t work. Conall is a good man. A real man, unlike you. If you don’t, I promise, I won’t only show Felicity these photos, I will sell them to the media and show how not so perfect you are.”

The screen lit up with the paused video: the bottom arched, face contorted in bliss, cock untouched and dripping onto the sheets. Professor Henry watched the frame for a long moment. Then swiped. Scrolled. Found our hidden folder—dozens of thumbnails, all men, all submissive, all beautifully wrecked. He exhaled through his nose. Not disgusted. Curious. “You like this,” he said. Not a question. We nodded. He looked at me first. “Why?” I licked dry lips. “Because… it’s beautiful. Seeing someone strong give up control. Letting themselves be taken. Fucked until they can’t think. Until they’re just… feeling.”