Larry Fic Rec Novels & Stories

Alicia cleared her throat, pulling Larry’s attention back. “Let’s talk about why we’re here,” she said firmly. “Sure.” They talked for almost an hour, Amaya returning twice with steaming cups of coffee, pretending she wasn’t checking on them. Finally, business was settled. “Done with business. Now tell me, Larry, do you have a girlfriend?” He shook his head. “No, I don’t.” “Good. I wouldn’t want my friend to get entangled in a web. I think she likes you.”

My body shook as I showered Mr Finch's hand with my pussy cum. "Mr Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinch!" I yelled as my orgasm reached its peak. He crawled up to me and kissed me, letting me taste my pussy on his lips. "Baby," he whispered, "my name is Larry." He started rubbing my pussy and I was immediately horny for him again. I raised my hips to feel his fingers, but he moved his hand away. Instead he positioned his hips above mine, parted my legs wide, and buried his thick cock deep inside my tight hole. We both moaned with the pleasure of our union.

“My ex-wife. Yes, that June. I was just thinking it’d be wonderful for you to finally meet her. You’ve always said you were curious, right?” There was a pause as the woman on the line replied. Larry’s eyes flicked up at June, gauging her reaction like a hunter stalking his prey. “Alright, dear,” he said sweetly. “Please rush down. I’ll be waiting.” He ended the call and gently set his phone back on the table, meeting June’s gaze with a practiced look of innocent amusement. “Sorry for the interruption,” he said smoothly, lifting his glass. “That was my fiancée.”

Larry took out another cigar and threw it on the table in front of Harvey as a form of goodwill. Harvey smiled, but did not pick up the cigar. He calmly asked, “Let me ask you something. If the same thing happened to you, would you agree to these conditions?” “I won’t.” “Because you and I are not even comparable.” Larry frowned. He was discontent. “Young man, you should know that a pheasant and a phoenix are two different beings even if they look similar!” The followers that came with Larry chuckled coldly. ‘Where did this man come from? Does he think that he’s a big character because he trampled on Faye and Fred?’

Her chair, her desk, even her pens—they were all covered in layers of shiny, reflective foil. “Seriously?” she muttered, peeling back a corner. Larry smirked from his seat, clearly enjoying her reaction. “Looks good, doesn’t it? Very futuristic.” Lauren shot him a withering look. “You have way too much time on your hands.” “You’re just mad because you didn’t think of it first.” “Keep talking, Larry,” she said, ripping at the foil. “You’re only making things worse for yourself.” Despite her protests, Lauren couldn’t deny that Larry’s antics made her laugh—when she wasn’t plotting his demise, of course.

"Thomas!" Larry hails me, glancing over his shoulders and eye peeled to see if anyone was watching us. I jog to him, both of us finding a safe place to chat. I knew from the way he was being careful, whatever he had to say was important. "I have some news youre really gonna like." He starts. My ears perk up immediately. "About Yuuki?" Larry's smile spreads large and wide against his face like a cheschire cat. "Even better." He hugs me close, eyes still peeled as we observed our surroundings.

Larry’s voice at this moment sounded like a dark spell from hell, even his breath reeked of unmistakable intimidation. “Big Boss, does this mean war?” The person’s voice came out as a weak whisper from the other end. Big Boss was too terrifying!!! “What do you think?” Larry laughed sarcastically, instilling more fear in the other person. “Got it, Big Boss.” The reply came almost immediately. Perhaps the other person was truly frightened. Soon, they heard back from Bovi. It was evident that Larry did not show all his true power in the previous effort. Things were getting serious this time!!!

He lets me go, but I can feel his gaze following me until I reach the door. ------- That evening, Larry calls. “Charlotte,” he says, sounding out of breath. “You’re not going to believe this.” “What?” I ask, sitting up straight. “They called me! HR. I’ve got an interview at Vertico on Friday.” I can’t help it, I smile. “That’s amazing.” “I don’t know what you said to them, but… thank you. Really.” “You got this because you deserve a shot, Larry. Just be yourself.” He laughs lightly. “You make it sound easy.”

Lucy was crying pitifully but Larry and Lima didn’t have the sympathy anymore since Lucy also tried to harm their mommy. "Brothers, she is for you from now on and you can do whatever you want to her but remember to destroy her face after that." "Miss Feng is really generous. We really thank you so much." "Miya Feng, don't you afraid of the law?" Lucy roared. "The Law? But the law only works with the evidence. Do you have that? Hahaha….'' Larry immediately plugged out the stick and said, "You shouldn't watch the later part." "Okay." Liam comprised. "Then what are we going to do."

I've only gotten along with Troy and the one amazing friend who will remain nameless but known for stabbing my back. "Damn, you have no idea how that Sierra girl is so bangable! She's so sexy last night." My ears throbbed when I heard Larry; he's a baseball player, and he stated it as his group of friends passed me. My brows furrowed in response to the repulsive words he spoke. "Yeah, someday I will get my hands off her clothes." His friend replied, and all of them laughed in agreement with his remarks.