Miguel Pussy Is Mine Lyrics Novels & Stories

“Mind screams no, but this pussy drips like a faucet. Say it for me.” “My mind screams no,” I repeated, my voice broken. “But my pussy drips for you. It wants your cock again.” The words humiliated me, but they also made the ache worse. I crawled a little closer when he pulled back, pressing my face against his thigh. “Please touch me more. I need release.”

Like an echo. “We meet again. Rogue.” He was in my head. Holy shit! I had to act fast. I might be weak and powerless against him, but I wasn't going to go down without a fight. “Listen to me you fucking piece of shit, if you hurt him I swear to God…” I replied him back in my mind, hoping this wasn't a one way channel and he could hear me. “Your plaything is alive. How long that lasts would be determined by you. Come out and play little rogue. You have ten minutes.”

"Better than all my memories." He dropped to his knees in front of her and grabbed her hips tightly pulling her toward his mouth. "Wyck!" she exclaimed as his hot breath blew over the silk of the panties that were the only thing she had left on. "Hush, Angel," he demanded. "Let me love you. I need all of you."

“Yeah.” “Why?” “Because you’d touch me. You’d want me.” “That means these nipples belong to me, don’t they?” He squeezes one roughly, sternly, and I whimper, but it breaks into a moan when he cups my core just as hard. “This pussy is mine, too. It’s my pussy, isn’t it?” “Oh, fuck…” “Language.” “Mmm.” “Answer me, Anastasia. Whose pussy is this?” “Yours.”

Kyra let out a bitter, hollow laugh that sounded more like a sob, pulling her hand back and wrapping her arms around herself protectively. "A man? Who would want me, Mia? I'm broken. No one wants a girl like me—damaged goods, always flinching, always hiding. I'd just drag them down." Mia's expression turned thoughtful, her brow furrowing as she considered her words. "That's exactly why I think you need this. Listen, I know it sounds crazy, but I have an idea. There's this place I work at part-time as a waiter. It's... underground. Not your typical bar. It's a BDSM spot, super exclusive. Members only. And before you freak out, hear me out."

I rasp against her breast, biting down just enough to make her shatter. She does—crying my name, walls spasming, gushing hot around me, soaking us both. The clench drags me over; I slam up one last time and explode—thick ropes flooding her, pulsing endless as I grind deep, claiming every inch. We collapse together, her body draped over mine, my cock still twitching inside her. I kiss her sweat-slick shoulder, voice rough. “Your pussy belongs to me, mummy.”

-Don't talk nonsense, Nick-we struggled, but he was obviously stronger, his hands on my wrists were hurting me-you're just acting on impulse like you do with your other girls. Please let go of me-my attempts to free myself from him were in vain, this time he had become an animal with no use of reason.

I stood up and then picked it up from the stand below the TV. I saw Xenoah's name in the screen. I immediately answered you and put it in my ear as I walked back to the kitchen. "Imissyou. My home feels not home anymore without you and Rafael here." his language was hoarse. It was as if my heart was pounding when I heard the deep sadness in his voice. "Imissyoutoo" I replied. I wanted to agree with what he said but I restrained myself. I know Xenoah, just a trigger on him I'm sure he'll come back here and take us home right now.

A N N A I felt his hand placed on my waist inches away from my butt , he was a good dancer, i noticed that most of girls were staring at us , it seemed like they were jealous , i can't blame them , this man was everything a girl could dream of , he was rich , charismatic, and handsome , the magazines and websites said that he's a playboy , never been into a serious relationship he cuts my thoughts when he turns me around so my back was pressed against his chest , he whispers in my ear "Have you noticed that everyone is staring at you ?" He said . " I don't think it's me who they're staring at " i replied. "I don't agree " he said . Once again he turns me to face him , he doesn't say anything

Sophia returned to the stage and opened the cell, pulling the girl out and bringing her to me. Her beauty was even more striking at close proximity, and I couldn't deny how attracted I was to her. I stared at her, and she met my gaze, sucking me in with those large pairs of green eyes. "What's the name?" I asked, subtly. "Ava," she answered in a sweet and soft voice that sounded just like music. "Ava," I repeated. "I'm Miguel. From today, you belong to me," I stepped closer to her, lifting her chin and holding her gaze as I emphasized, "You are mine. Do you understand?"