Pansy Harry Novels & Stories

Anastasia gasped, her hands finding their way into his hair as she pulled him closer. Harry's hands trailed down Anastasia's body, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. He could feel the warmth of her pussy, a tantalizing promise of pleasure that awaited him. Anastasia moaned, her hips arching in response to his touch. Harry's fingers found her clit, his thumb circling the sensitive bud as he slid a finger inside her.

His eyes collided with Manny's. The woman who was wearing a thigh-length mini-dress smiled and stood up. "I don't want just a kiss ... not just a kiss! I want a mind-blowing kiss!" Her pleading was challenging. Manny leaned forward, as if... offering her assets. Made the Beta almost lose control. 'This girl will make me in deep trouble!' Harry thought and walked over. He was accustomed to women around this pack, their flirty and naughty trait, yet he managed to avoid them. But with Manny... As if, he was petrified with her straight forward.

Brooklyn followed their gazes and her eyes landed on Harry. He was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, a fitted dark green t-shirt and his blonde hair was pushed back messily, ends flicking out in random directions. His vibrant green eyes were staring straight at her and his face was blank. "What's the betting he heard all that?" Alice whispered and Sasha nudged her when her whispering didn't really count considering Harry was less than two meters away. "Rather high," Brooklyn murmured and Harry walked up to the desk the girls were sitting at and placed a pen in front of Brooklyn. Her pen.

He smiled to himself, his plan had worked so well again. ** “Pick one. I will buy it for you,” Harry told Bianca. Both of them were in the market the next day since Harry said he wanted to do some personal shopping. When he saw Bianca staring at the hairpins, he decided to get one for her. “You don’t need to, my Lord…” Bianca muttered. Harry said nothing and kept his eyes fixed on Bianca. His eyes sent the right message and Bianca picked a hairpin reluctantly. Harry helped her try it on right away and even though she acted nonchalant about it, she was so excited within. She followed Harry afterwards, blushing like wildfire.

, he replied truthfully "Oh, what about her?", Harry asked "Don't you think she is cute?", Kavinsky asked "Yeah, maybe a little", Harry replied and shrugged "A little?!", Kavinsky asked in a very loud voice. He widened his eyes in surprise at Harry's reply "Yeah?", Harry asked confusingly "She is pretty and it's not a little. You should have seen her play the piano too, she is really good at it. And the way she talks, God! Even though she ignores me a lot", Kavinsky answered looking all mesmerized and frowned at the last sentence

The crazy guy just dressed down Frost like he’s a damn college professor. Frost inclines his head. “Point taken.” Crazy Harry shoves his hands in the pockets of his pants and levels his gaze on me. His eyes are a surprisingly pale blue, and they pierce right through me, like he can see inside me. Now that I’m getting a better look at him, he appears a little younger than I guessed at before, though his outfit still makes him look a bit like a California surfer boy gone to seed in his New Mexico retirement.

Coupled with her aura as a strong, independent woman, she sparked an overwhelming desire for conquest in men. Just imagining such a stunning woman submitting to him ignited Harry's excitement. Now, there was another addition of the pure and innocent Penny. Unlike Mabel, Penny exuded youthful vitality paired with a rare touch of innocence. This type of beauty also suited Harry's liking. He had to have them both and he wanted them at the same time! Harry shamelessly licked his lips and he swallowed repeatedly as a lecherous gleam flickered in his eyes. Darren stepped on the stage, his gaze filled with disdain.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

She can't turn weak all of a sudden. "Mr. Kale meet Rosaline our designer she will present the designs." Rose didn't look up but she could feel a dark gaze freezing on her figure. As soon as Harry looked at the petite girl standing near the door his breath stopped. His jaw clenched and his hands clutched the giant table. The look of his eyes was darker than the darkness itself. It was her. The girl he hates with his everything. _____________________________________ Next will be up soon. Keep voting and taping on the follow button for more interesting updates.

When Zachary pushed the door open and was about to walk in, he found that Stacy's other hand, which had not been handcuffed, was buckled on the door frame, unwilling to come in. Zachary frowned. She had arrived here, so she had to go if she didn't want to go. Zachary grabbed her hands, pulled her hard, and took her to the door. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Harry's figure was slender and his waist was narrow and shoulders were just right. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing half of his strong and small arms. "Why are you looking for me?" Zachary asked first. Harry slowly turned around.