Pleasing Her Novels & Stories

With her tousled hair cascading over the pillow and a peaceful expression on her face, she was a vision of serenity. A surge of warmth and affection filled my heart as I watched her stir, her eyelashes fluttering open. Her eyes met mine, and a tender smile graced her lips, lighting up the room. It never ceased to amaze me how her mere presence could brighten my world, filling it with joy and love.

Taking a few seconds to get a drink, she adopted a pensive look on her face while she thought about his question. "Well, if you mean the fun last night, it was awesome and I'm hoping we can do it again. But... if you mean my flirty tendencies and being able to control them better... I don't know." "No, I don't mean it that way," he said, shaking his head. "Did you like that John was able to do more with you?" She smiled immediately at him. "Oh... yeah, of course! I love being able to..." she put her hand up to her face for a moment, her lips pursed... "give pleasure to other people is the best way to put it, I guess. You know that."

It was perfect. ‘Why am I blushing?’ She thought with irritation. “Get in.” He directed standing beside the car door when he saw her busy with her thoughts. She snapped his image from her mind, and when she did, she narrowed her eyes. “Please.” He inserted taking in the change in her expression. She shook her head but got in. He smiled as he saw her relax. Just how easy it was to please her. Just say ‘thank you’ ‘please’ ‘sorry’ and she was as good as ever.

She ask lazily. "Well this is just one of the many ways but I could show you more if you permit me to"I drawl out completely proud of myself and of how sated ans happy she looked .

Her lips pressed together in quiet surrender. “I don’t intend to harm my world,” I said softly—husky. Honest. Her eyes brightened instantly, tears shimmering. “Did I say something wrong?” I asked, circling my thumb over her cheek. She shook her head. “No one has ever said that to me. Ever.” A chuckle escaped me. “If you want words, I’ll shower you with them.” Her cheeks burned hotter. “Only because you want to please me,” she grumbled, pouting.

Did she just say what I think she said? “You're into that?" Her words were orgasm smooth like lube. “Fuck no but I want to aim at pleasing you besides I like Shelly she seems nice and has a little depression to her daddy issue's gives great head because she's not scared of choking to death.” I carried her in bridal style and winked. “Just how much time did you spend with her?” “Enough time to want to play with her. The way you want.” she bit her bottom lip turning me on the more. “Fuck! You just might be perfect for me.”

She deserves a human to grow old with and one who makes her happy. I don't care! Pepper shakes her head causing the headpiece she's never without to tilt to one side. My frustration rises. I've grown to dislike the thing and want to see her beauty uncovered. I want to slide my hand over the smoothness of her scalp and her large expressive eyes to close in delicious anticipation of where I will touch her next.

She needed more than his warm breath on her skin; she needed him earnestly. Encouraging him, she moved slightly and he let go of the nipple, kissed her ear and pinched the nipple of the other breast. It was pain, it was pleasure, what he was doing to her. "Please." She muttered. He raised his head to stare down at her. Her eyes were half-lidded. "Please."

The ease with which she commanded the room, the subtle way she influenced the crowd, it was all more impressive than he had anticipated. offered a light shrug, her expression calm and composed as she replied, "I’m just trying to keep Mr. Lane Senior happy." Her voice was soft, almost nonchalant, but there was a glimmer of something more in her eyes—perhaps a hint of amusement or the satisfaction of having succeeded in her subtle manipulation. She knew the power dynamics at play and had deftly maneuvered through them, not for her own gain but to maintain the delicate balance that kept everything running smoothly. She allowed herself a brief moment of satisfaction before her gaze returned to t

Holding the spatula in her hand, she looked quite sweet like an actress in a cooking show. "You're back!" She clapped her hands together, smiling. "Give me a second, I'm just doing the last finishing touches." After all, she needed something from him. There were plenty of people who strived to please him, even just for a while. Edward generally ignored all those people-pleasers, but when it came to her, he couldn't help but brighten up. Although he didn't show it on his face, his voice was much lighter. "Sure."