Leo Female Traits Novels & Stories

Leo asked. “Firstly because you are a nymphomaniac,” I started counting off my fingers. “Secondly, because you are a sex addict and thirdly because you and your high libido can't be trusted.” “And whose fault is that?” Leo asked petulantly. “Why are you so sexy? Why have you made me so addicted to you?” Rolling my eyes, I replied. “Okay, fine.” When he made to lean in, I placed a hand on his chest and shook my head in negation. “Let me do it instead.”

I returned her smile before refocusing my attention on my baby. "You naughty boy, you don't wanna sleep huh? Your brother is such a good boy and you! What should I tag you now my sweet bunny?" I asked with a smile and ruffled his hair. Laurel has always been the quiet and calm one while Leo is quite a handful, very playful, and hardly gets tired. "Are you sure you don't have any secret superpowers, Leo? Tell momma the truth, what's your superpower, don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

She can't believe that they will really try to enjoy and have fun when Estevan and Amber are both shattered. "Aren't you done?" Leo asked outside after a minute. Well, her body shape was seen. Her perfectly shaped breasts were shown. But then, she was still too shy to go outside looking like this. "Fvck," she commented with frustration before coming out of the bathroom. "Goodness," he commented and clapped his hands in awe with his eyes gleaming while staring at her. "No wonder why you drive Gabe crazy. You're so hot, beautiful, and sexy!"

"Do you not have a pre-calculus app to attend to? We are running late." Leo didn't look up from his screen, but he pointed a small, accusing finger toward my hand. "The proximal phalanges of your index and middle fingers. The hair follicles are dark, coarse, and possess a density that is statistically improbable for a female of your supposed age and demographic. It suggests a high level of free testosterone." "Leo, what are you talking about?" Luna asked, leaning in closer, her nose almost touching my hand. "She has hairy knuckles, Luna," Leo said flatly. "Like a werewolf. Or a lumberjack. Or... a man."

Fear would mingle with respect, and they would wipe his slate clean as they bowed to their beloved king. Leona Castelli was a force to be reckoned with. She was all the best qualities of her mother, and all the worst of her father. With brains, beauty, grace and great strength, Leona truly lived up to her name. She was a lioness, and with that, she was a soldier- a soldier conducted by rage. It was contained, but there was only so much that a person can hold back, until finally, they explode. Her anger made her unpredictable, though any outburst she had was enough to strike fear in the minds of those around her. And with that fear came respect. And nobody would dare against an angry lioness,

--- 6:30 PM “Leo, if you tell me one more time that your type is ‘exotic,’ I still will not sleep with you.” Leo worked the grill in the kitchen, though calling him a chef would be generous. We spent most evenings flirting across the counter while he told me exactly what he liked about my body. According to him my full breasts, narrow waist, and thick thighs were a perfect combination. I suppose I did inherit some decent Indian genes, and my green eyes apparently made me stand out even more. Besides, I kept myself in shape all those years for Marcus. Working in a gym meant fighting off half the women who wanted to bend him over the squat rack.

Leo was a creature of habit and routine as regards his working day, and the hours he set aside for becoming acquainted with his daughter were equally regular. Feeling dreadfully ill at ease, her face hotly flushed, Susan lifted up on to all fours and then back on to her heels. Then she discovered that squinting up at Leo from that angle merely made him more intimidating and she hurriedly sprang upright, skimming taut hands down over her jean-clad hips, tugging at the T-shirt, still damp from Sophie's bath, conscious that it was clinging to her braless breasts. “If you turn her into an overly sensitive, loving, too caring person,” Leo drawled with lashings of sarcasm, “She'll be a pushover an

Okay, maybe I keep more tabs on her than the rest. I curse inside when big Leo awakens, somehow she has that effect on him, the big little traitor. Smooth, golden tanned skin, brown piercing eyes and luscious lips that leave you wondering how they taste. Then there’s her just perfect breast that are currently just staring at me.

Denise asked. "Believe me when I say I'm not moved by her threats. I don't want her to give me a bad name, that's why I'm playing along with what she told me to do, because I am only in Dream modeling agency to achieve my dreams. As for Leo, he falls under the category of cuteness" "Cuteness?" Denise asked. "Yeah. Leo is extremely cute, and his bangs always make him look like a cute little baby. He is kind and very friendly too. If I was the kind of person that believes in love, I'd have fallen in love with him" Bella said, and smiled lightly.

She wanted to have fun with this. “You are certainly talented in the bedroom. I’ll give you that.” “And the couch. And the table. And the shower,” added Leo, “you’re a fucking Goddess. Smart. Beautiful. Strong. Sexy.” Amber smiled. Leo appreciated her and her many talents. She could stand to hear him list more of her attributes but her chef lost his breath and train of thought when she allowed his large cock to enter her. She worked his member hard, but somehow managed to keep her next words even. Even though she was growing breathless herself.