Novel & Cerita Miles X Gwen Fanart

“Lawn’s done. If you need anything else later, just call.” Gwen didn’t move from the back door. She leaned against the frame, arms still crossed under her heavy tits, pushing them up so her cleavage looked even deeper in that tight white tank top. Her eyes were locked directly on my crotch, she wasn’t even pretending to look at my face anymore. She stared openly at my throbbing erection, biting her lower lip again.

She recoiled and stared down at me, her gaze unnerving. Gwen was an A****n of a woman. Not only was she tall, but she was also built like one. Taking a deep breath, Gwen straightened her shoulders. At 5'10", she towered over me, but her imposing height was just one aspect of her commanding presence. Gwen's dark hair, usually pulled back in a sleek chignon, had escaped its confines in the chaos of the day, a few strands framing her strong jawline. These weren't the kind of wispy flyaways that plagued most women; these were thick, purposeful strands that seemed to mirror her personality – strong, independent, and unwilling to be tamed. Her emerald green eyes held a mixture of disappointment an

The third one answered. "It tastes delicious." The second one said as he sipped his coffee in pure joy. ********** Gwen drove back home in her bike and parked her ride in the garage beside Gia and Giselle's cars. "You're back already?" Gia asked munching on the popcorn as all of them watched a movie. "I said I will be back soon." Gwen said joining them. Gwen had been away for an hour before being back home. The thirty minutes were spent in Brandon's house while the rest up above. Time flies fast up above, so it didn't matter in their plane.

Pulling on yoga pants and a T-shirt, I left the bathroom so Leander could finish. Gwen and Willow were waiting for me by the door. I drew in a sharp breath at their appearance. They were stunning. Adorned in strips of buttery soft lambskin in periwinkle and ocean blue, Gwen's skirt rested so low on her waist, it barely covered her pubic bone, and ended mid-thigh, just a few inches beneath her buttocks, revealing her lean and muscular legs. Hazelnut brown skin played peekaboo behind hand-cut lacing that crisscrossed on each side of her hips. More strips of leather in similar blue tones wrapped around her breasts to create a halter.

“I know, just go home safely.” “I always do.” Gwen’s eyes moves around, “Run away before I I make you. They can be here any minute.” She grabs my arm and pulls me away from the closed gate while I turn to stare at Estella one last time as she walks away. “I don’t think she will come here again. I don’t want her to.” “She will,” Gwen says as she rushes in to her room and closes the door, “I will keep in contact with her. The more people I meet, the more we will have on our side.”

Cole growled at Myra who flushed but didn’t say anything. “I know that she is a sex fiend but can you keep the sexual activities in the bedroom or at least not when we are in a meeting.” Carson groaned. Gwen was the one who leaned forward this time, a feat for her as her stomach was restricting her movement with great difficulty. “I cannot wait for your mate to be present for meetings like these Carson. I will enjoy Cole and Vince comments and I will relish them.” “My mate is dead.” Carson returned but Gwen shook her head.

Did he think Gwen was our mate after all this? “Xael oh Xael…you and your pack can do anything to me. You will never have Xena again. One by one, this pack will die. I have won. Your parents and this pack thought you won back then. You were wrong. I won!” Gwen brags with an evil grin. I don’t even understand what she is bragging about. I have never done anything to her. “Gwen is Gragoli the witch your parents banished years back.”

Gwen pushed him to the side, looking at the map once more before she walked off. Ace didn't say anything and still followed along behind her. Gwen stopped a couple timed to catch her breath or drink water but she kept a steady pace the entire time. She would have wanted to run but that would burn her out faster. Gwen was a soldier and she should be able to withstand such conditions. She should be able to run through a town that was covered in inches of snow and still reach her destination on time. But all she did was fight in a war, what would she know about all that other stuff.

Gwen asked standing on her tiptoes, trying to see what was on the screen. The woman looked at her with a puzzling face and Gwen felt her stomach freeze immediately. "Miss Miller, I'm afraid you can't board on this plane."

He just spits out, becoming bland all of a sudden. Gwen then said goodbye. She droves off, so happy that soon the two most influential people in her life will ultimately meet. "Mi Amor, are you still up? I want to see you so badly. Could I come over?!" Gwen spoke to Gillian on the phone while on her way to Gillian's place. "Mi Amor.. Where have you been? This late, you are still on the road? Make haste.. I'll be waiting." Gillian responded as she yawned.