I'm Mister Lover Man の小説・ストーリー

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, making gurgling sounds. "However, this isn’t entirely a bad thing, right? From what I know, Mr. Cassano abandoned his wife and ran off with his mistress. You say so, don’t you? When the time comes, I’ll go to the House of Hell. Do you think the King of Hell will ease the sins on my body just because I’ve done a good deed like this before?" The man laughed to himself as he spoke.

I bade him good night and turned to leave. To my surprise he stopped me by holding on to my arm. "Kira.."His voice was softer than usual. I slowly turned to him, wondering what the change of mood was all about. "I want you." These were the next words that left his lips. I felt my heart leap. But I couldn't tell if it leapt for joy, or in shock. "Sir?" "I want you to be my lover." "But.." "No buts Kira. I like you a lot, and I know you feel the same way. There's no need playing hard to get, because I always get what I want."

Amir said proudly. Amir wasn’t oblivious to the tension between him and Asher. From the way Asher looked at him, Amir could tell that he had feelings for Sofia. He was used to others being attracted to his girlfriend, but this time, Amir felt irritated by Asher. He couldn’t help but feel small in comparison. Unlike Asher, he wasn’t wealthy. He was a simple mechanic from the Sapang Bato Compound in Angeles. His current outfit, one he’d worn repeatedly for special occasions, was far from luxurious.

The other man scoffs, “As if a thousand-dollar bag will save you from losing a few teeth.” The door to the cage lifts and I’m pushed inside before the door is closed again. The first thing I see is blood on the floor. The second thing I see is the six feet two man at the other side of the ring with dark hair covering his forehead, his chest and sculptured abs riddled with sweat and his knuckled fists hungering for more blood than the one staining the bandages on said fists. “This isn’t the place for you, sugar tits”, Drako Torrance growls then he starts moving.

"Excuse me? " "Don't blame yourself. You are a good girl. He is an asshole. Good girls don't deserve disloyal assholes like him, " There he was the owner of the voice that scared the shit out of me during my daylight. He was standing leaning his arm against the wall in a black shirt paired with a black shirt, silver rings dancing in his finger as he combed his dark brown hairs, pushing them away from his forehead. " Who are you? Don't you have class? "

But one thing they are sure of is that she knows, she is here to follow her boyfriend. "Memphis" Andrei just whispered. 'Wait! Is it Memphis when she said her boyfriend's name? Or I just misheard', Andrei said it to his mind talking to himself. "M-Memphis" Fleur cried it, "I-i only want i-is to t-talk to h-him," She added. "Come on, Fleur! Is Memphis Altamirano the one you say is your boyfriend?" Andrei asked curiously. "Y-yes, D-did you know h-him?" She asked and Andrei just nodded in response, "T-take me with him, p-please," she begged.

It was that man! …The eye candy man!

After finishing with the last button, he undoes the cufflinks on his wrists, and gets rid of the shirt, throwing it on the floor. I'm a freaky-deaky lover wanna hit you from the back and other ways That you have never tried under the covers Roll around the bed with me is something you don't just discover I'mma make you scream my name I'mma make you glad you came (I'm a dishonest lover, I wanna hit you from behind and other ways That you've never experienced under the covers Rolling in bed with me is something you've never discovered I'll make you scream my name I'll make you glad you came)

He took his time making sure I get my pleasure. I think I cried a few times from the sheer feeling of his passion, I felt so happy and overwhelmed. Simon is an amazing lover. He makes sure I feel each and every stroke he gave me. I love how his fingers grip me, it’s like he’s trying to anchor me to him. He has such power in his body but he uses it so gently. He’s a master at controlling it too. He made sure to give me just enough, so I’ll ask for more.