Henti L Novels & Stories

"Is she okay? Mmm... I mean—" [Don't worry, mom just cried a little.] Maxine nodded softly. "Thank God..." she added. [go eat your breakfast! I'm going to play with our other cousins.] Maxine smiled broadly. She was happy to hear Liam's cheerful voice across the street. Liam is a typical carefree man, but his excitement at Hillcester, and in Daniela's hometown of Chilhester, is much different.

"How wet are you right now?" I ask huskily, fingers working their magic. "Oh, God." Her hips push against my hand and she grabs onto my shoulders to stay upright. "If you won't come home with me then I'm going to need that phone number of yours." I lower my face and begin kissing the side of her neck as my massaging fingers apply just the right amount of pressure to her sensitive clit. Stroking relentlessly until she's panting and barely able to stand up.

Her heart raced with curiosity as she read the mysterious messages, her fingers trembling slightly against the screen. "Happy Birthday Redhead," the first message read, causing a shiver of uncertainty to run down her spine. Her nickname, known to only a few close friends, now appeared in a message from an unknown sender. Who could know such a personal detail, and why were they reaching out to her now?

He gingerly placed her on the bed with care like she was some kind of porcelain doll. Pulling her panty down, he parted her legs and began kissing them from her toes. The more he got near to her core Kyara stiffened. "Why are you feeling shy around me baby? This is not the first time we are doing it?" Nathan asked her going passionate and kissed her lips.

Jeff stared at them for a while before going to do the preparations. . . . Evening rolled by and the team was parked in front of the of hotel where the target was in. Jeff glanced a furtive look at Vera before facing his laptop, clicking away things. " Yes, I think." Vera muttered, adjusting her hair. " Good. I've hacked into all of the security cameras closest to the victims room, so no one will be able to spot you when you come or leave. Here's the problem, you have less than thirty minutes to finish everything."

and I make my way over to the door. “Wait” he says, and I turn looking at him. He walks over to me standing by the door, reaches in his pocket and pulls out the keys. Unlocking the door, he pushes it open for me and I walk out into the night air. “Way to go Hannah,” Lily chides “Leave it to you to chase him off. Tell me something, do you ever get tired of dry humping, or are you ok with only having sex that one time? AND it only lasted like forty-five seconds so does it even really count?” “Shut up Lily I’m not in the mood” I retort. “Well grumpkins, you wouldn’t be so up tight if you would just swirl naughty bits with the smoking hot werewolf in that bar!” I walk back in my room and

I wrapped my other arm around her waist and pulled her as close as possible. She moaned and I smirked into our kiss. I slipped my mouth over to her ear, nibbling on her earlobe as I continued to kiss and bite down her neck until I hit our mark. I licked it and earned another moan from her as I felt my pants tighten. Suddenly, we heard a cough. I turned, pushing Lilly behind me to see Lance's Grandma standing there at the opening of our tent with the rest of our crew. "It's time for the toast" she announced with raised eyebrows while I heard chuckles from our friends.

Rebecca Martin, or Bex as we call her, my best friend and daughter to my fathers Beta Josh, and his mate Mary, and I have just finished our graduation party at the pack house and decided we wanted to go to the city, and not just any city, but Nashville Tennessee, home of country music and hot chicken. With permission from our parents and a hotel room for the night Bex and I take off for a night and day of fun and exploration. The sights and sounds of the city have butterflies in my stomach as I try to take it all in and figure out where to go first. Bex of course wants food so our first stop is Hattie B’s Hot Chicken. Situated right there on lower Broadway.

The message was from an unknown number, and its words sent a chill down her spine: “You think you can be happy after taking something that isn’t yours? No, you can’t, and I won’t let that happen. I will make sure to strip your happiness like you did to mine. Watch your back.” Lune’s hands trembled as she read the message over and over. Her mind raced with fear and confusion. Who could this be? What had she done to deserve such hatred? The message was clear—someone felt she had taken something from them, but she had no idea who would send something so malicious.

Her head calmed down by the hug. “Ansh?” Shama said as she turned around and saw unknown standing there. “You can call me that if you like it.” He said smiling widely. Shama glared at him angrily. “How dare…” “I thought you were feeling lonely and I wanted to hug you once. I couldn’t stop myself so I hugged you to comfort you and myself. Did I do anything wrong? We are friends right? Can’t I even hug you?” He interrupted Shama before she could shout at him again giving Shama the same puppy look.