Mente Perversa Novels & Stories

Or sexy from creepy. I open my mouth but close it when his hand collides with my ass. No, this guy is way too much. I understand that I overdid it with the seducing part, but I already admitted I mistook him for someone else. There's no need for Luka to keep reminding me of the mistake, darn it! "Fucking perv," I mutter again, but this time much louder so that he knows I haven't changed my mind. "Hell to the yeah, baby, a fucking pervert. And believe me, I want nothing more than to bring you home, tie you up on my bed, and enjoy your body for weeks to come. I've never tasted a kitten before, so don't tempt me."

Monique snorted and said, "What kind of misunderstanding could I have about a pervert like you?" "Pervert?" This sounded like a joke to Levi. But again, he held it in because she was pretty. "Miss Zellweger, do you even know how to spell the word pervert? Do you know what a pervert does?" "Get out of my way!" In the army, she looked at this disgusting face every day. And now, she even ran into him outside the military base. What had she ever done to deserve such torment?!

Gary cleared his throat, hoping no one had noticed his hand, and casually retracted it. "I just panicked," Rowena repeated. She exhaled and this time with much more conviction, "I was overwhelmed. I've never had it that good before and I didn't know what to do with myself." Then she turned to Gary and with the utmost sincerity said, "I'm sorry, Gary."

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

No aid would come from them because it was the norm to punish those below their high-ranking status. Instead of writhing haphazardly, I lowered my hand to his groin, grasping his dick with all my might. He flinched as I tried to wring the vitality out of his manhood. The dickhead grew hard instead, seemingly obtaining both pain and pleasure out of this. Pervert. Not one, but two unforeseen ferocious growls echoed throughout the lot, with one more monstrous than the other. - -

She looked like sin and power wrapped in one perfect package. She smiled slowly, eyes raking over my body. “Lock the door.” I did. “Now come here and show me how wet that pussy is....."

Beg. Panic crashes through my chest instantly. I struggle hard, but there are too many of them. One woman yanks my hair painfully backward while another punches me directly in the stomach. A sharp cry leaves my mouth. The pain is immediate. Brutal. I double over instinctively, gasping for air. “Look at her,” one of them sneers. “This is who Percy is obsessed with?” “She looks pathetic.” “Homewrecker.” “Desperate little gold digger.”

Once he was done, he stepped out from my middle and I released the breath I never knew I was holding. “You should ask for permission before entering into my private space.” I frowned. “But you moaned without permission. Aren't you a cunny little bitch?” My anger rose and I glared daggers at him. “I'm not a cunny little bitch.” I gritted. “You are.” “I am not!” I came down from the cabinet and returned the chips back into the fridge. “Pervert!” I hit his back and was about running away when he turned around so fast and spanked my ass.

He was shifting gears, retreating behind a wall of teasing arrogance, and it was somehow even more intimidating. “A pervert, am I?” he mused, his voice a low, velvety rumble that vibrated through me. He deliberately leaned in, his breath ghosting my cheek. “You know, if I were really the pervert you think I am,” he whispered, his tone laced with a threatening promise that sent a shiver straight down my spine, “I wouldn’t be sitting here so politely. I’d have you pinned down over that table right now. And I’d make you watch every second of that filthy video with me, forcing you to see what that dick saw, until the only thing you could remember was my voice in your ear, telling you that you be

Unfortunately, today truly was not his day, and he severely learned this when the plan went down the drain. As soon as he was standing behind the woman and lifted his hand to get the milk for her, and start his plan something unfortunately unpredictable happened, the woman turned around screamed at the top of her lungs, Pervert! and she started hitting him with her purse, which was really heavy and painful, he wondered briefly what she kept inside the darn bag, rocks?