Moan My Name Novels & Stories

“Look, I get that you want to do everything that Daren said, but I stand by what I said, you and I can never be friends,” He didn’t look offended, he had that same cocky smile that made me want to pull out his teeth. The thought alone filled me with excitement, imagining what it would look like for him to walk around with gums and no teeth. “Mo, I…” “You call me Monique, friends and family call me Mo,” He raised his hand, “Monique, Daren may have initiated the actions, but you are a really cool person and I don’t mind hanging out with you,”

"Haha, exactly. Are you feeling a little inferior now that you know Rosa won the Best Actress award?" I took a deep breath, swallowing my humiliation and pain, then went to cut the cake for Rosa and pour the wine. "Since I was late and spoiled everyone's mood, I'll punish myself with three glasses of wine." I tilted my head back and drained a glass of red wine, hoping it would please Byron and get him off my back, so I could finally leave. "Byron, can I go now?" Byron didn't answer, but I felt a hand slide up my waist. I stumbled, and the wine glass slipped from my hand, spilling across the floor.

Then she looked up and looked around. And she saw Ling Jing and Louise, who were also a little confused there. Then she looked back at Henry. Henry was staring straight at her. Monique's face suddenly turned red. Who's Mo Mo? Was it disgusting? How shameless! "When I'm staying with him alone, I will definitely scold at him!" "But there were so many people here, and he had just saved me." "Forget it! Forget it!" "The nick name of Mo Mo is just ok for me."

"Hey... what's your name, anyway?" "Jasmine. Yours?" "My friends just call me Lo." "Ok. Til tomorrow, Lo."

Moaning my name over and over until the whole fucking house knew she belonged to me. "You just wait, Reina. I'm going to make you regret ever teasing a man like me."

"I'm gonna ride you to ecstasy, Moana." My breath caught. That’s the first time he called me by my name and I loved how it sounded on his lips. I bit my lip hard, feeling the dangerous pull of it all, hating how much I felt it. I could feel my pussy already soaked.

Deciding silence was the better option, she waited for her turn. When it came, she tumbled into the room, nearly tripping over the threshold. Mr. Bradley, perched behind his desk with his usual ridiculous reading glasses balanced at the tip of his nose, greeted her with an amused smirk. "Please come in, young man," he said, sipping his tea. "Thank you, sir," she rumbled, adopting her best “manly” voice. "And your name?" "My name? I’m… uh… Patrick. Patrick Smith, sir."

Eleven said, she stood beside her father and kept her head down. "What's your name young girl?" One of the men said and Eleven just lowered her head. “Elevens” She said. "You have to show your face when someone asks your name" her father said and Eleven slowly raised her head, she looked at the two men. "Wow Thomas, you keep treasure in your house, I will discuss this with my boss, but I'm not sure he will agree" The man said. Those words made Eleven confused. She had no idea what they were discussing before.

I covered my lips with my hands… fuck, this is so embarrassing, and I had no more drinks, I can’t avoid the dare. “Go on.” He urged, he seemed so ready for it, and I glared at him. “And make sure to use my name while you do it.” “The game didn’t specify, it just told me to moan.” I argued. “I want you to moan my name out loud.” There was no room for compromise in his voice. As stubborn as always, I cleared my throat as I prepared to moan. “Ahh…” I moaned softly. “Louder.” He urged, his voice a little bit raspy.

I moaned without thinking. “Huh?” he said, pausing briefly. “Shawn.” “Huh?" I muttered, confusedly. “My name is Shawn.” he breathed. “Say it. I wanna hear it.” “Shawn…” I whimpered. “Louder.” “Shawn!” I cried, right as my climax shattered through me. My body trembled, clenching tight around him as he growled, losing control, and filling me with every last drop of his seed. My mouth parted in a silent moan, back arching one last time before I collapsed on the bed.