I'm Mister Lover Man Novels & Stories

“Just take me to Mister River, please.” “Mister River, huh? No one’s ever called me that before.”

* Jana * He was exactly where I wanted him, standing in his own penthouse, staring at me like he'd just lost control without even realizing how neatly I'd taken it from him. Lawrence Dankworth. The untouchable one. The man with iron discipline and colder eyes than most men I'd met in this city. Yet tonight, his gaze betrayed him. That flicker of hunger he tried so hard to bury... I'd seen it. Felt it. And more importantly, I'd planted it.

He behaves more like a protective lover than an employee. I suppress my jealousy, I trust Loraine completely. More than once she told me that she loves me and when I’m deep inside her as her orgasm floods over her, she repeats it breathlessly in my ear. She is a wild mistress, guiding me to whatever she wants at that moment. Her biting and grasping at my body parts and that urgent moaning drive my desire up enormously, often I lose myself in the game. I love her and I won't make the mistake Danner made. Possession leads to stupid actions and that has now cost him dearly.

I wanted? My body was one hundred percent on board. I masturbated in the shower this morning just imagining, imagining what it would be like to have your big cock filling me up more and more. But reality had implications I wasn't sure I could handle. Letting him fuck me meant I had agreed to be his lover. You're already his lover, idiot. No, I wasn't. We had messed around a few times. That wasn't a big deal. A few orgasms here or there from oral was more of a friends with benefits thing, not a lover thing. I didn't want to be the woman kept by Fausto Ravazzani.

"Do I laugh like that? Do I speak? Do I move? Do I look like that? I can't remember what I'm good at (Heal me, heal me, heal me, heal me) Where are you at? Where are you at? (Heal me, heal me, heal me, heal me) Where are you at? (Heal me, heal me, heal me, heal me) I keep looking in the mirror 'Til I see myself, I see myself, eh Hey lover, will you blow my cover? 'Cause I'm not myself, I'm not myself I wake up in the middle of the night

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever) You're my, my, my, my lover The music felt tremendously romantic, but no matter how much I want to bask in its beautiful melody, my mind is just shut off. Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover My heart's been borrowed, and yours has been blue All's well that ends well to end up with you Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever?

My dream broke as I opened my eyes and laid them on the same stupid girl. I jerked her hand off my forehead before she could figure out what just happened. “What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, straightening myself. My bones felt frozen as it hurt when I tried to move in that chair. “Well, your lover asked me to stay present here until I die,” I looked at her as she said that in a fancy and sarcastic tone. “Lover?” “That Slave Master,” I chuckled with the mention of him. “I don't love him,”

He took my hand and kissed my backhand. I shivered from his touch so I pulled out my hands from his hands. "What do you want mister??", I asked angrily to him. "You", He smirked. "What the?", I said. "I mean, Are you free?", He asked me "Why ?", I asked as I was scared of the way he was boring his eyes into mine. "Because I want to introduce myself to you", His smirk smile. "For what Mister?", My tone gets high. "For love babes", His stupid replies are getting on my nerves.

Was he jealous? As the man approached me, he performed a respectful bow, but I couldn’t help but notice a mischievous smirk on his face. I wonder what he was thinking. “We need to leave, my lady,” he said, opening the car door. I glanced at Mave, and he nodded for me to get in. “Thank you, Mister,” I said, smiling at him. “It’s Loren. My name is Loren,” the handsome man said.

“ Miss , you are four people in total and the house has nearly everything that you could desire prepared for you . The price is high because you will not be missing any supplies , warm water and food will be prepared for you on time and sent over . You must have seen the catalogue of the villa that offers everything . Such a price is quite reasonable . How can you ask me to lower it ? “ said the old man trying his best not to get annoyed . “ Neither of us are at fault and we don’t want to leave here as we came for a nice vacation . You don’t want troubles and we want to enjoy our vacation . Seems a fair deal . “ said Luna . “ What you are asking for is not reasonable and fair at all . Is pra