Hook Up Novels & Stories

My pussy was already slick, dripping with anticipation as I grabbed my favorite rose-pink dual-stimulation vibrator and a long, powerful suction-cup dildo. I hit the power button on the rose, feeling the deep, heavy hum vibrate against my palm before pressing the warm, flexible tip directly onto my swollen clit. "Ahhh..." I whimpered out loud, my back arching off the bed as the vibration sent an electric shock straight to my brain.

The second number was not the dog walker. Simon knew the prefix. A flat in his own building. 3C. A man who fixed the lobby cameras when they glitched and never sent an invoice. We did not go at night. We went at noon, curtains already shut behind us, my face still on my phone. He opened before we knocked. Thin. Forty. Laptop on a table. He looked at me and did not smile. “I pulled it off the bridge feed,” he said. “He only had eight seconds. I have the minute before it.”

He wiped his mouth then stood up formally. "Andrei Villa Cruz, your fiance Ms. Monasterio," he said before presenting his hand in front of me. What..the..fvck.

“If you’re sure you’re okay with linking with me, I can set a temporary link that will last twenty-four hours. Come on. I’ll get you some food and you can tell me the basics.” “I think it’s worth it. As long as you promise not to issue orders through the link.” He said. Moran followed me to the kitchen and sat at the counter while I fixed him a plate. I worked on attaching to his energy and pressing the connection into a stable line. It was fairly easy, his energy wanted to connect to its ruler. ‘The link is established. You can talk with me like this anytime as long as we’re within, like, five miles of each other.’ I told him.

As the soothing steam filled the room, I could hear my phone softly chiming with incoming messages. I reached for it on the edge of the tub, the condensation on the screen revealing the faint outline of a message from Kevin, the friendly admirer I had met at the bus stop a few days ago. His texts, like his manner, had been polite and kind, but as my fingers hovered over the screen, I hesitated.

The phone rings several times before a groggy female voice says, “Hello?” “Hello. This is Braxton Merriweather. I’m sorry to say there’s been an incident….”

she showed her a client's seat. Lisa did something with the computer keyboard typing on it faster than Elsie had ever seen. She then took a photo of Lisa with a camera connected it to the computer with a USB cable and did a lot of typing that resulted into a printer thing printing out a card with her name, designation and her face on it. "Here you go" she put it in a cover and a sling she could use to hang around her neck. "Thank you, we done?" "No I have to take your biometric data"

But he had already agreed and had given his word to his father and Skye was now his mate. Once they were bonded, his instincts would most likely override any desire to leave him behind anyway. May as well get this done with while he still had his head. An old beta man followed behind the barmaid and it was easy to see the wound she had spoken of. No wonder no one had been able to fix it. The index finger of his left hand was bent at an odd angle and curled outward. It looked painful and Linus would be surprised if he could move it at all.

she said and left the room. “So when Phoebe and I completed the bond last night we also got the mind-link too,” Kenneth told me. “So you get a mark and a mind connection too?” I asked. “Yeah but here’s the thing, we’re all supposed to have a mind-link there is supposed to be some sort of ceremony. Phoebe said she thinks that Clive and Alpha Colin were waiting on it until the rest of the pack arrived before doing the ceremony though.”

Aaron asked her. "It's a secret. Just do what I told you and after the work is done, call me immediately." Emma said and hung up the call. Aaron and his friends were hiding behind a building that was closer to the parking lot. They were constantly looking at the parking lot to see if Jake was coming or not. "Guys, there is a problem with our plan." One of Aaron's friends said. "What?" Aaron asked. "Chloroform needs a few minutes to make a person unconscious. What if he starts beating us in the middle?" The guy said.