Netero Middle Finger Novels & Stories

that hits us around every corner. We haven't had a reason to smile together in a while, and it's starting to not happen anymore, naturally. But now, he's got that boyish gleam in his eyes like he's just the loveliest of hurricanes saying, "don't you love me?" He leans his forehead against mine, and I lift my hands up, running my fingers through his blond hair, looking into his dark blue eyes that always look like he's just remembered he's got a whole pie waiting for him in the fridge. Taking my right hand in his, Nick traps the two of us together, and I press his hand against mine, already knowing what he's doing. Our fingers intertwine, thumbs side by side, and he holds my gaze with his, t

It was no good, I was powerless. He released one hand around my waist, skimmed his fingertips along my thigh, and traced up to the waistband. He unzipped my trousers, slipped his fingers into my knickers and traced very lightly from left to right with his middle finger, flicking over my clit and delving into my wet entrance. The sweet friction of his finger, buckling knees, a devastating quiver flowing through my entire body. He flexed his middle finger in slow, measured strokes over my clits, circling, and lapping.

Lilianna »»»◈««« His lips hovered just above mine, a promise of what could be. Uncertainty flickered in my mind, unsure of whether to pull back and let it happen... Both of my hands were curled into fists as he held onto my wrists with his strong grip. Slowly, I straightened my middle finger on my left hand. His eyes flicked to my finger, disbelief flashing in them only then did I realize what I had done—I was flipping him the bird. Marco's surprised expression morphed into disbelief, "Seriously?" he asked, amusement lacing his voice. Immediately, I turned down my middle finger and straightened my ring finger, showing him Amy's wedding ring on it. His eyes flicked to the ring, a flicker of r

He was wielding his middle finger at me. “It never is,” I replied and without wasting a single second, I turned, hurrying towards the exit.

Still kissing him, I shot both of my middle fingers at them. I wanted them to know that this black magic was au naturel and it ain't fading anytime soon.

“It tolerated it. Until now.” The pendant pulsed violently as they approached. Nora could feel the weight of the node pressing against her, almost alive, almost sentient. She reached out, letting the golden threads coil around her fingers, connecting her to the city’s memory, the pulse of life, the anger and hope embedded in every street. Kellen drew his blades, eyes scanning the chamber. “What’s it saying?”

and with your left eye for “no” Nate winks with his left. {I can drive for you. I’m more than capable of navigating the sport bike through this heavy traffic. But I’ll need to take over your body for the duration of the ride. As soon as we reach our destination, you’ll have full control of your body once more.} {Do you give your consent? Please wink with your right eye for “yes” and with your left eye for “no”.} Nate considers Ecto’s suggestion. He has never experienced his microchip implant taking complete control of his actions. He’s both curious and worried to find out what that’s like.

"I'll let you use it this time. This beautiful dagger, can cut through less hard bones easily, like finger bones." Win grinned and took the dagger proffered by Nicholas carefully. "Ah, thank you, sir. It is an honor for me." Win crouched down and took the tied man's hand, picking at his fingers. "What about the middle finger, sir? Stefano might be happy to be sent the middle finger of his men," Win said with a chuckle. "Good choice!"

"Do you know who this finger belongs to?" His eyes twitched, and he recognized the ring on the severed finger. "Your bitch?" "This finger belongs to your little brother Sergio. You will be getting more of his body parts soon. I always start with the fingers first, then the toes, then the teeth, and then I go straight for the neck. Would you like Sergio's head hanging on one of the walls of your cell? I think it will be a nice touch." "FUCK YOU, NIKO, AND FUCK YOUR LITTLE BITCH! I SHOULD HAVE PUT A BULLET IN HER FUCKING HEAD! I SHOULD HAVE CHOKED HER TO DEATH WITH MY DICK!"

Chloe gasped at the feel of his huge palm on her thighs. Nero smirked. 'She is as innocent as I thought she is' he thought with satisfaction. Slowly he began to move his palm up until he could almost touch her panties and down till the middle of her thigh. Her breathing became choppy began to come out in small puffs. Nero is liking the small sounds she is making. This time he didn't stop when his palm touched her panties. But instead, he moved his palm under her panties and squeezed a handful of her butt cheeks.