Nick Wilde Hot Novels & Stories

His cock was spent, his body marked with her scratches and bites. Nessie leaned down and kissed him softly. “Thank you,” she whispered. “That was perfect.” She stood up, fixed her babydoll, and left the room without removing his blindfold or untying him. She never looked back. But as she walked out of the hotel into the Miami night, she already knew she would crave him again. And next time, she might let him see her face.

Wetness ran down my thigh, I pulled my dress down quickly. Liam stood up slow. He fixed his mask, our eyes met again. He looked calm but fire burned behind it. I walked back to my seat on shaky legs. Chloe hugged me tight. “That was so hot! You are wild tonight Maya.” I laughed a little but my mind spun fast. “Yeah. It was fun.” Inside I thought, He knows it is me. Liam saw everything I did. What will happen now? The game continued but I could not pay attention. My body still wanted more. The chair felt cold. I crossed my legs tight.

“Aren't we doing this voluntarily? Come on, being a secretary and being able to make love to me is certainly one lucky woman." Bella cried because of that, she felt that Nicholas really thought of her as a cheap woman. "Serve me now, Bella." "No." Nicholas then played a video where in the video Nicholas and Bella were there and they were making love. “If you don't want to, you can imagine how this video would spread so easily, right? Then your name will be ruined.” "You …." "Why?" “Aren't you afraid that Miss Hadid finds out about this?” "Even if Miya knew, would that mean anything to me? I just have to tell Miya that you were the one who teased me."

Just find out. " Okay, I will. Take care of her.“ Derek said and hung up. " Who's that? “ Eliane said snuggling closer to him on the bed. " That devil. “ Derek smiled. " Is it about the girl? “ " Yes. “ " What if he finds out? “ " Then consider your fiance dead." Derek said dramatically and she chuckled. “ Come on, he wouldn't kill his best friend for luring him into having sex with a stranger. "

Celine Nelson drowned the last shot of whisky the bar attendant offered her and felt enough courage to scan around and choose the best candidate for tonight. She was going to get herself laid no matter what. She has never dreamed of sleeping with another man before, but there is always a first time. The only one person she saw was sitting on the corner drinking a simple glass of water. His face was so emotionless but still he was the most gorgeous guy she had ever laid her eyes on. In her drunken mind she thought that things were heightened and she couldn’t resist looking at the guy.

By tomorrow, my lips would be swollen from how rough he kissed me. He finally sat back in the seat beside me, breathing hard. We were a mess. "I love fucking you." He muttered, running his hand through his hair. I smiled, my cheeks burning. "You're so wild." "You bring it out of me." He grinned, knowing exactly what he did to me. My phone rang, I took it from my bag, and froze when I saw the name. Why was Tyla calling? Before I could pick up, the call ended. Then came a text. I tapped the screen, my heart pounding. The message read: 'I know what you've been doing.' I stopped breathing.

My nipples instantly hardened and the heat rushed to that sinful spot between my legs. Bending to my height, Nicholus brought his face closer and stuck his nose to the side of my head. He took a deep sniff as if an addict taking up his essential dose. "Fuck, you smell so amazing," he groaned satisfyingly. Lifting his hand, he entangled his fingers in my hairlocks and wiped them away from my ear. A chill, cold and electrifying, ran through my veins as his tongue darted out and he licked my earlobe before whispering in my ear, "Breathe, little princess."

Chapter 12 Wild Kissing Inside the glass building, Vanilla squealed, her body shaking violently, and could barely breathe properly. Her thighs were wrapped around Nick's waist, her arms were wrapped around his neck while her face was in the crook of his neck. In all his life that he could remember, he had only ever seen tigers on television. Maybe he'd seen one at the zoo when he was a kid, but he didn't remember it.

"What are you smiling about?" Nicole quietly watched the night outside the window. The whole thing still felt dreamlike. “Nothing.” At the secluded exchange site, Weasel practically drooled when he saw the Hummer. Anybody who could still get their hands on a working vehicle and afford to keep it running these days was definitely not ordinary. Nicole was a serious player. Weasel had always known she wasn't someone to underestimate. The problem was that she bargained like a shark and never let anybody walk away with an extra dime.

“Alison’s passed out drunk in the bed you prepared for him. He’s gone to take some good Samaritan who drove the girls here back to his home, but when he returns he’ll think nothing of bedding her while she’s passed out and then lie and tell her she agreed to it in the morning. I know him.” “I knew he was a skunk,” Wilma said as she stomped down the stairs. “What do you want me to do? Do you want me to lock him out of that room or put her in the bed next to your body?” “Put her next to my body,” Nick said. “I can draw from the connection and gain better communication access.”