Him Him And Him Novels & Stories

He makes me feel something inside that I haven't felt in a long time. It's the way he makes me think. How he stands up for himself, even when he knows he's not in the right place. I can see the fire in his eyes. It's not just a survival instinct; it's something more. Something about him makes me want to push him, test him, and see how far he will go.

She wasn't even done saying his name when Levi moved in on her again and kissed her properly, his mind, body and soul thoroughly enmeshed with hers. "I told you I'll punish you every time you call me 'Mr Van Holt' or 'sir'," he murmured when they came back up for air, his voice as thick as his raging hard-on aching for release. "I did not agree to this punishment!" She hid her face on his chest, and he chuckled. "I don't think that's how punishment works. And back to the game—it's our game. So you can't leave Chassis until our game is launched."

After they enter the conference room. Alex punch the stomach of Damian and say. Im embarrassed why disnt you tell that the president told ypu to come? Damian while scratching his head says. You didnt let me speak. You just rushed towards me and dragged me out of here. Alex: okay okay okay so now what? Why am i ask to come here? Now tell me so i can go home now and im hungry. Damian: okay. First let me introduce my self. Im Dame, nice to meet you Alex( then extend his hand to alex for a hand shake.)

Mud? I blinked again, literally drooling at the his faint scent. "Am I to your expectations?" I heard him clearly but still I gave him a nod looking at how awesome his lip piercing looked. Oh wait....he has a tattoo? "Yes I have a tattoo. wanna see?" I heard him again but still once again I gave a nod as if we're having a open conversation. my eyes landed at his hands, that grabbed the hem of his shirt.

"Don't I look okay?" "You were um... talking to yourself." "Don't you do it?" "Not out loud." "Okay. Good for you." His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Are you married?" "No, sir." "Boyfriend?" "Um... Not yet, sir." "How old are you?" "Twenty five." "Well I'm twenty two, just got married less than a month ago or so, and I'm about to become another number in the divorce statistics. Let me talk to myself anyhow I want." He snapped.

"I think it’s time I had a word with my uncle." He began to move across the grass, a 6'4" shadow cutting through the sunlight. Noah didn't see him coming yet, but he would feel him soon enough.

I protested as I tried moving back but his grip on my thigh tightened. “I am not Mr. Peters for you, isn’t it? Call me Brian or Daddy,” he said with a smile. “I can’t do that…it wouldn’t be right. You are cheating on Mom…” “And she produced you…can you imagine how hard this is for me to not be able to stop myself from wanting you?” “Don’t say that…I can’t..this isn’t true for me,” I protested again but I knew it was not gonna have any effect any longer. Honestly, I didn’t want my words to have any effect on him.

I sort of liked it', I could hear the mock horror in his voice as I imagined him with his hands on the sides of his face, mouth open, like a good looking version of The Scream. Joining in with his own deep chuckles, I dried myself off and pulled on the shorts and top that I'd chucked on the bed earlier. I hadn't noticed straight away that his side of the link had gone quiet. Releasing my hair from the sticks I reached out to him, 'Brodie? Are you still there?'

, Her hoarse voice resounded the room. Seeing his little women's begging he smiled as he kissed her lips gently. "Adhi, someday you and I will die in this bed. You are an addiction and I'm willing to get addicted to.", He voice made her face blush. Soon he helped her bath and then slept with her in his arms.

he asked. "Not many people know it but I'm actually ambidextrous," I said and he just nodded. “Please Courtney. Let me prove myself,” he said as he squeezed my hand. “One chance. That is all I ask. Please.” He said. “Okay,” I said. “Really?” He asked grinning. “Yes but,” I said slowly, pulling my hands out of his hold. “I have some conditions,” I said moving back till my back hit the kitchen counter. “I am ready,” he spoke. He isn’t thinking straight.