Minsung Fanart Spicy Novels & Stories

He found my lips again as he slowly unbuttoned my pants. “I am going to make you wash that dirty mouth of yours.” He carried me over and laid me on the desk as my pants were being ripped off and leaving me in my laced panties. “I love when they match.” He whispered. He ripped his shirt off his back and man he was ripped. He ran his palm from my chest down to my stomach as he found my sweet spot and moved them to the side before indulging himself in my sweet spot. His tongue met my beat and completely soaked my panties that were still on me. I didn’t think anything could be so great. He eventually slid them off me before getting back to town and not before he slipped his middle finger in me c

Is he, by any chance, blushing? "Y-Yeah, my fans call me that because my cheeks are very chubby, like Korean rice cakes" he explained, unconsciously rubbing his cheeks. Fans! Well, they're not wrong. We were in silence as I searched everything on him in detail. I actually got quite some information from their profiles. But this one caught my eye crossly. => Jimin is the most perverted among the boys. Really? Am I really with a perverted ghost now? Better be careful.

Lucas yelped then Stacey clapped her hands. These two were very much the same... Lucas ordered us Yuk Gae Jang since that was the best seller. In my opinion this looks spicy though, because of its red colored soup. "Hey, I'm not used in eating spicy foods." I protested to Lucas, then he looked at me. "Oh really? Okay, I'll order the NongShim." I don't understand what he's saying but I think that's the mild flavor. "That's their mild flavor." Lucas said. I knew it.

“Boss Jung, be mine today.” Eun Min Ah has used a strong drug. He can’t think straight anymore. The scent of the woman is making him crazy. Jung Kwang Soo can’t resist her softness. His hands wander on her back as he runs his lips on her tender neck. Eun Min Ah moans, submitting to his rough kisses. His mind is drowned in heat. He tears her clothes away and parts her legs. Looking up at him, she fondles her breasts, giving him an erotic sight. Jung Kwang Soo undoes his belt in a hurry and takes off his pants. He grabs her thighs, elevating her hips before thrusting his enlarged throbbing member into her.

The logo at the end actually says Min-Su production, not Starland Entertainment which has a star on the island. MS Production is a large agency that has issued many Korean drama series with always high ratings. MS Production has produced a mafia drama starring Justin, and he knows the owner of MS Production well, who is none other than Choi Min-Su, a fifty-two year old man who is familiarly called Min-Su. Justin grabbed his cell phone that was on the table, then looked for Min-Su's name in his contact list. Moments later Justin called Min-Su. "Annyeong hashimnikka, Min-Su, you remember me?"

The idols proceed to introduce themselves one by one: “Annyeonghaseyo! I’m Cyber. I’m the leader of DMG and I’m also the main vocals and songwriter. I like motorcycle racing and computer games, especially COD and Dungeon Raydens.” “Konnichiwa! My name’s Rintaro. My nickname is Sonic because I’m a wicked fast dancer and my hair’s spiky. In my free time, I like doing kendo, archery, drums and cooking. I make a mean carbonara.” “Hi! I’m Reggie. I’m the maknae and, no doubt, the cutest member of DMG. Even though I’m the youngest, my hyungs should stop asking me to cook kimchi-bokkuem because I can’t. I can’t even cook eggs.”

Elara The door of the Velvet Sin closes behind me with a dull click, muffled by the heavy bass beat vibrating the floor beneath my stiletto heels. Two minutes. Two damn minutes late, and already, I feel their gaze on me, his gaze above all. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of sweat, leather, and that sickeningly sweet cheap perfume the submissives spray on themselves before getting on all fours. The dim lights, blood red and electric purple, draw shifting shadows over the packed bodies, some already naked, others still clad in latex or lace, waiting their turn. I don't have time to adjust my dress—a piece of black silk slit to the hip, barely held by a studded leather belt—when his han

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

Junsu cheerfully displays the packaging he just purchased. "Lee Junsu, you are so cruel! You are aware that there is no ttoboekki available here... Why are you making fun of me like that? You make me want to book a flight to return there right away!" So Eun suddenly craves the spicy ttokboekki, but she has to restrain herself because that snack is not available in Germany.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.