Mike Adriano Anal Gif Novels & Stories

"Oh, by the way, my name is Mike." Cathy and the others at first looked at Adriana, and Mike smiled at them. Then, they smiled so lovely that it made Adriana and Mike's hearts skip a beat. "Oh my god, I'm straight; I really love to have my own family; please, guys, don't smile like that in front of me. It's making my heart skip a beat," Adriana stated. Cathy and the other omega looked at her dumbfounded, as she was blushing for no reason. With that, they all laughed.

The two ran to the water like kids wetting themselves and jumping without hesitations and fear. While arranging the stuffs I brought, I suddenly realized something and look back at them. They seriously look like humans; they can be wet. I watched them until Angelo came to me running and taking his sleeves off him. My breath shortened seeing his half naked body. His 6 pack abs are outshining the sun. A gulp followed after I close my mouth for almost drooling over his sexiness. “Don’t you wanna join us?” he asked panting a bit.

For a few minutes, I wasn’t the girl caught between danger and desire—I was just Lena, swaying under flashing lights with her best friends. Then Mike found me again. He pulled me close, playfully grinding against me. “You’re too tense. Let go.” “I am letting go,” I said, laughing. “Not enough.” He spun me dramatically. “Pretend I’m a hot stranger and you’re trying to make someone jealous.” “Why would I—” My words caught in my throat. Adrian was here, what was he doing here? Standing by the upper-level railing, his drink in hand, shirt undone just enough to be criminal. And he was watching me. Not blinking. Not smiling. Not moving.

I laughed, just as one of my guys cracked the shooter's jaw with the butt of a Glock. Me: Already there, baby. I’m just texting from the basement. M: You're sick. I took another drag of my cigarette. Me: You didn’t answer my question. Do you like Adriano? A beat passed. Then she bit. M: What if I do? What are you going to do about it? He’s good to me. He is gentle and kind. The way a man should be. I leaned back, cigarette dangling between my fingers. One of the boys kicked the shooter in the ribs and he let out a bark of pain. I barely heard it.

He was shirtless. He sped toward Elder Xan, who was busy sinking his fangs into the neck of the trumpet player he had overpowered. Adrian grabbed Xan and slammed him against the wall with brutal force. The wall cracked on impact. Xan crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Adrian released him. “In my office in twenty minutes,” Adrian said as he walked past me and headed for the exit. Medics came running toward the wounded. I helped support the injured men, but they couldn’t save the trumpet player. He passed away a few minutes after they arrived.

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Maddie called out, as she took a small step into the garage, "Baby, I was looking for you. Come to bed. It's freezing out here." The moment Adriano heard her voice, he softened like a pathetic puppy. The mobster vanished, replaced instantly by a man who loved his wife. He walked right past me, but as his shoulder brushed mine, his voice dropped into a tiny, deadly whisper meant only for my ears. "One last warning, Raph," Adriano hissed, "End it before it spreads. If this burns us, I will be the one to light the fire under you." He didn't wait for my answer. He stepped right up to Maddie. Maddie smiled up at him, her small hands immediately reaching out to rest against his broad chest.

I felt so good that I couldn’t stop myself; my hips kept moving forward and backward until I could feel the wetness pooling at my center. “Fuck,” Adriano groaned and pulled back from the kiss even when I didn’t want him to. His teal eyes looked more beautiful as they stared at me with nothing but need. His hands around my waist run up and down but stop when they get to my ass. I wanted him to squeeze them, but he was doing none of that. “If you keep doing that, then you shouldn’t blame me for losing control, little lady.” He said, his voice sounding hoarse. I licked my lips, enjoying his taste and loving his attention on me.

"You're the only one who's obsessed with image, Adryan. You want people to see you as a hero, a perfect man, but you're a man who leaves his wife to sleep with his secretary!" Adryan's face went pale. "Shut up!" "Why? Are you afraid I'll tell the truth?" Gabby asked, her voice calm. "Are you afraid people will see you as a loser, not a hero?" Adryan couldn't answer. His eyes were blazing, filled with fury. He looked at her, wet and flawless, challenging him, and his anger escalated into something more primitive. He couldn't control her with words. And in a sudden flash of anger, Adryan started to unbutton his pajamas. The movements were rough, filled with frustration. He threw his shirt on t