Luster の小説・ストーリー

Harper and Joseph both were tired when they reached their home. They both slouched as soon as they entered their apartment. Then both of their mobile notification went off at the same time. They were confused and looked at each other. They both took out their mobile and checked it. Joseph got the notification ''Tiger_77 has started following you'' while Harper got one ''Josh♡ has started following you'' on I*******m. Both of them took a long sigh at the same time. Harper and Joseph were surprised at the sync so, they ended up laughing.

It's just his way, if he was impulsive or insatiable you'd be complaining too. I slide under the covers and he turns towards me, his hand on the back of my head as he kisses me, more perfunctory than passionately, but at least there's one part of him that is unquestionably interested. I lie back and allow him to move between my legs, waiting for the expected groan as he enters me. He thrusts away and I close my eyes, fantasizing that Chris Hemsworth, dressed in his Thor outfit, is kissing my neck and parting my legs, his hand raising the skirt of my ballgown higher and higher…

Watching. Her face unreadable in the dark. The next morning felt deceptively normal. Lisa was back in the kitchen again. Too bright. Too cheerful. “I made juice!” she announced. Mira blinked sleepily. “Since when are you domestic?” Lisa laughed lightly. “I’m evolving.” Dennis grabbed a glass. Katie took a sip. Mira reached for hers. Ethan and Max weren’t there yet. Lisa watched her. Carefully. Mira took a long sip.

I ask. Me and Liam are total opposites. Mainly because he looks like someone from the Arctic race, blonde haired, blue eyes and pale skin, whereas I'm warm, brunet, with brown eyes. If I am to be honest I should be the one calling him Icy, not the other way around.

Welcome, reader. You made it! You’ve opened this book. That means one of two things. You’re looking to spice up your evening, your morning, or your lunch break (no judgment), OR you accidentally clicked the wrong title and now you’re really curious about what “Lust, Caution” is actually all about. Either way, I’m thrilled you’re here.

However, her light laughter abruptly died in her throat when she realized someone was intensely observing her. She tilted her head toward the hallway and spotted Alexander standing perfectly still in the kitchen doorway, his dark eyes locked entirely on her. That strong, terrifying, unfamiliar emotion instantly rushed over her body. She stared back at him like a deer caught in headlights. Surprisingly, his usually scary eyes were no longer frigid; instead, they looked dangerously soft. Her pulse rate skyrocketed as she continued to stare into his mesmerizing gaze, which carried a heavy, possessive emotion she couldn't possibly comprehend.

His heart almost stopped. Lila was standing in front of her mirror, completely naked. She looked perfect. Tiny body, smooth pale skin, small perky tits with pink nipples, a flat stomach, and a tight little ass that curved just right. Her long blonde hair fell down her back. She turned slightly and he saw her smooth shaved pussy. Everything—the height, the shape of her breasts, the way her ass looked, even that small beauty mark on her left hip—it was exactly like SweetLily.

Chloe had called in sick that morning with a migraine, leaving just the two of them to honor their usual Friday lunch tradition. "I'm telling you, the interface looks like it was designed in the late nineties," Ben grumbled, dipping the fry into a pool of ketchup. "It takes me six extra clicks just to export a simple client demographic sheet. It’s soul-crushing. You’re lucky you’re managing the ad creatives, Haze. You don't have to look at the backend grid all day." Hazel smiled, taking a slow sip of her water. "You're being dramatic, Ben. It's just a software update."