Lean Lovers Novels & Stories

He added impatiently and I wondered how anyone was able to put up with his attitude. “Irene, sweetheart, come here.” I heard Tyrell say, or more like command, before Irene popped up from her seat and sat on his lap. I watched her slide her hair to a side and Tyrell immediately started licking all over her neck hungrily and seductively. I blushed slightly when a moan escaped through her lips but at the same time, it disgusted me that I was about to witness a first-hand soft porn. Tyrell’s eyes turned a shade darker and I watched his fangs graze against her skin before I quickly turned away.

The hardness in my eyes was gone, replaced by a peace I’d never known. “Mommy!” A little cannonball shot into the room and hugged my legs. Leo was in a tiny black tuxedo with a red bow tie, his hair perfectly combed. He was three and a half now. His gray eyes looked more and more like that man’s, but his expression was pure, untroubled joy. “Daddy says you’re the most beautiful bride in the whole world!” Leo looked up at me, grinning. Liam stood in the doorway, wearing a cream-colored suit. The look behind his glasses was as gentle as water.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall without restraint this time. At last, I shed the identity of being his lover and became myself again.

Mark, though eager to ask questions, exercised patience. “Liam.” “What?” Julie gasped, wiping her tears. “What about Liam?” “I’m… I’m sorry… I…” “Was it him? Did he do this to you?” “I followed him last night. He told me that… I’m sorry, Julie.” Elizah sobbed uncontrollably, unable to look at her sister as she covered her face with both hands. Mark Robertson furrowed his brows in confusion . “Who’s Liam?” Julie took a step back. “My fiancé.”

She kneeled on the floor and latched her lips to Ashley’s pussy, almost making her lose her balance. “Be a little girl and cum on my mouth ” Loren moaned out, stroking her clit with her tongue, hard and fast. “Oh fuck! Yes! Ahhh!.” Ashely squeezed her eyes close as her body shook. Loren didn’t let go of her clit as Ashley came all over her mouth. “I want to get off by watching you two,” Loren groaned as she withdrew from Ashley and laid down with her legs wide apart. She watched as Becca went on her knees, kissing Ashley’s clit.

"Watching you with Lorenzo, watching you become the matriarch of the Vitale family... I'm going mad with jealousy!" "Liliana, I only just realized how much I love you. I can't bear the thought of you with another man!" Overwhelmed, Bruno pinned me against the car door. "Liliana, look at me! Can we start over? The Marino family is willing to submit to the Vitale family, as long as you come back! Don't leave me!" I looked at this once-arrogant man, and my heart felt nothing but a vast calm. "I don't need you to do anything."

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

“You can’t—” “No, you can’t,” he laughed harshly, his breath hot against her skin, “stop me.” His fingers parted her, exposing her even more than she thought possible. He pressed his lips to her inner flesh, finding the most sensitive spot, and licked it with the flat of his tongue, like a cat. Whimpering, Grace clung to his hair, not to pull away, but for support as waves of pleasure washed over her.

I finished, sulking at the thought of him taking too much time as I folded my hand in front of my chest. We stared at each other for a while, “Mason is a very handsome man and the type any woman would want. You have him wrapped around your pinky finger, and you are worried about why he would rather choose to make sure you have a memorable day when you are both finally mated. Don't you think that is just ungrateful of you, Kiana?” She ended, and without another word and as much as even a glance, she swayed her hips as she walked up the stairs. Oops!

She woke up when he came in but pretended to be asleep. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her close. His chest was firm and warm, making her heart race. Scarlett lightly gripped her pillow, keeping her eyes tightly shut. Wayne leaned close to her ear, "Are you awake?" She remained silent, continuing to pretend to be asleep. Wayne, fresh from his shower, carried a faint minty scent. As he moved closer, a wave of heat followed, rushing to her ear. His voice, tinged with amusement and incredibly gentle, whispered, "You're not very good at pretending."