Michael X Vanny Novels & Stories

His cock twitched hard against Vanessa’s slick folds, leaking fresh precum. Elena knelt beside them, her ice-blue eyes cold and commanding. “Answer her, pet. Be honest.” “I… I’m trying not to,” Michael admitted, voice hoarse and broken. “But the way you both use me… it’s different. Darker. It scares me how much I crave it.” Vanessa smiled triumphantly and sank down onto his cock in one smooth, greedy motion. “Fuuuuck Vanessaaaaaaaa…” Michael groaned loudly as her tight, velvety pussy swallowed every thick inch.

]- said the system. “Yah! I got it.” Annie sat on the sofa thinking about something, at the same time, assistant Steve brought her some necessary documents. So, now she turned her attention to the documents. “Micheal manager is not a normal person, he has outstanding ability and long experience in this industry. And I’ve heard a rumor that people used to think that he couldn’t be successful in Vinwind.”- Steve said. Annie: “Do you know exactly when it was?”

A blond, figure eight, hour glass lady sways from the door from behind the counter, emitting eye blinding light as she throws us a smile, which literally created a rainbow on the top of her head. Wait... An I the only person seeing that. "Xavy." Her eyes lits up, and she pulls Xavier for a hug. Xavy..... Did she just call him.... Its my nickname not hers. Why should I even care. "Come, take a sit." She leads us to an empty table. They take a sit beside each other while I sit opposite them. "Am Pari." I introduce my self first. "Like he said, am Natalie." She flips her hair in a slow motion, her eyes twinkling like a star. Things like this make you wanna wish you were born gay. But no I like

I yelled holding my stomach. Just like Xavier decided to listen to me he stopped, his mischievous face stared at my red face as he looked at his face in the mirror and arranged his hair. He flashed his killer smile then nodded in satisfaction. "Have the worst day, Candy" He said with a smirk on his face. Xavier threw his bag pack over his left shoulder as he jumped down from the truck and walked over to my side to open the door for me. His signature smirk was still on his face as helped me down then brought out his phone from his pocket.

Well, it's their choice" Mike replied. The man turned to me still chewing the gum in his mouth making me wonder were he got that from with the whole apocalypse. "What's your name?" He asked turning to Gary "I'm Gary and he's....." "Name's Richard" I said cutting him short the second time today. He looked questioningly at me I just stared back and gave him the whatever look. The man kept looking from Gary to me. What was he thinking? I asked myself. "Well, I'm Mr Bryan" he said. Gary offered his hand for a shake but he refuse to shake it. "No shaking of hands for now" he said "who knows if you're hiding a bite he added in disgust making me hate him immediately.

The caption screamed MICHAEL RAY, OWNER OF HAVEN’S WINE IS ENGAGED. “Read the article again.” She said tearfully. “But it’s only going to hurt you.” Amy advised. “I said read it!” Cassy shouted and Amy threw her hands up in surrender, while Eve reached for the magazine and picked it up. “Michael Ray is a grandson of Oscar Ray, founder of Ray Vines. His family is into the production of wine and Haven’s wine is Michael’s brand, which has warmed its way into the heart of many consumers. He is set to marry Elizabeth Daniels whose parents are historical explorers. Their engagement was full of love and happened at the…”

Chapter 50: Michael's Holiday VOLUME 2: RUNNING ROGUE Michael Rannigan reclined on a chaise on the private deck of the over-water bungalow and watched as Vivian snorkeled a few yards away. He reclined. But he didn't relax. He had too much on his mind. Memories of his last night in New York before he left for vacation swirled through his thoughts. Initially, he'd worked to downplay it in his own mind.

Michael yelled, clenching his fists and taking a furious sip of his wine. Suddenly, the door to his office creaked open, and Xavier walked in with a commanding presence. "No need to bother yourself, bro. I'm right here," Xavier said coldly, his voice laced with confidence and a hint of a curly smile. Michael’s eyes widened as he quickly stood up, shock and anger mingling in his expression. "Xavier?" he called out, almost disbelieving, as Xavier walked toward him with deliberate slowness, his hands casually tucked into his pockets.

After all, his business was booming—and Xavier had also invested heavily in it. “Thank you, sweet darling,” Michael appreciated sincerely. His Xavier was a sweet and considerate person—not a cold-blooded demon, Michael thought with a nod. “Hm.” Xavier leaned closer and sniffed Michael’s fresh milky scent mixed with the faint scent of drugs. His intense eyes fell on Michael, and he teased while raising his eyebrows endlessly and playfully, “Will that help me get more fun tonight?” he whispered in a husky voice. “As appreciation?” Michael immediately ignored his cheesy fiancé. Instead, he pointed the spoon filled with ice cream at Xavier. “Here,” he said, clearly telling Xavier to take the fir