Pretty Grils Novels & Stories

Not exaggerating but the smugness on his face as he glanced attractively where Gracie was seated, caused even her to question if she was still on earth. He adorned Calvin Klein boxers, which were wrapped tightly around his hips; it was noticeable, now that he had pulled his T-shirt. His upper abdomen resembled that of a chocolate bar. It was almost impossibly well built, showing much of his training through his body. "Here we go again." Sana said, rolling her eyes at the retro scene before offering a candy to Gracie who was busy staring at the reactions of the fangirls and the chocolatey view in front of her.

Granger praised him. “But… shall we see more of how great they are?” Granger suggested. With Brylle’s nod at those men, they then suddenly went into a fighting position. This is what Granger wanted to see, their abilities to fight. He was suddenly reminded by Primo who easily knocked down nine people. These men would be a great match to him. Granger was not disappointed, in fact, these men exceeded his expectations. A slow sound of clap emerged from his palms as he stood up after watching them fight each other.

"Well... The sight of his dick alone got me salivating. He's very clean and trim down there and he knows his angles." Gracie held a hand to her chest and the other one over her mouth in shock and speechlessness. "Fuck. I'm dead. Oh. My. God." She fell on the bed, pretending to die from shock before springing back up. My stomach was hurting from too much laughter. "Why don't I get a taste of good stuff, too? My life is just filled with boring guys who don't even have excellent tools; talk more about making good use of them. Goddamit." She pointed to her shorts.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

CHAPTER SIXTEEN Live A Thousand Years Rikki-Tikki and Syrina were watching a movie. They had reached that lazy part in their relationship where he was allowed to gain a few pounds and she was allowed to wear sweats, and occasionally go without makeup, and throw her hair back in a ponytail. All of this was perfectly acceptable and downright cozy.

I threw it out there as though her comment hadn't affected me, but in reality, I wanted to see his expression. He considered them for a moment before stating, "They do look bigger." Before I could stop him, he released one of my butt cheeks and brought it up to grab my girl. "They're firmer too. Is that normal?" Collier wasn't concerned, he was elated. His girl had the appearance of a boob job without the surgery. "You think so, too?" Parker cannonballed into the pool, dousing us in water. When he surfaced, he was entirely too close, and I released my death grip on Collier's waist to put my feet on the bottom of the pool.

His chiseled features were set in a polite expression, his dark hair perfectly styled. Pearl, with her bright blue eyes and long, curly brown hair, smiled softly, her slender, delicate features radiating warmth. "It's nothing," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Nathan, equally handsome with his angular features and emerald eyes, stood up, his blond hair perfectly messy. He turned to Nelly, his expression faintly polite. "It's fun chit-chatting with you too, what's the name again?" he asked, his tone tinged with a hint of disinterest.

I don't have to worry about the headmistress, the gym teacher, and everyone else that hates me. Griffin leaned against the front door, his getup is sexy in his bad boy charm. White tank top, leather jacket with the sleeves cut off, and a pair of dark blue jeans tucked into black boots. He may not have my sense of fashion, but whatever he's doing works for him. My cheeks warmed, does he know what happened between me and Dell? Nah, I'm sure he doesn't. "I'm ready." He looked up from his phone, running his gaze over my attire.

there are soo many beautiful girls out there waiting for just a smile from me then why am I soo stuck up with this one? Because she's better than all those beautiful girls to me. What what?! Why did I even think about something like that? That too soo cringey! I sighed. This won't do.... I can't keep wasting my time like this because of some fangirl. She wasn't even a fangirl anymore. Why am I soo sad about it? Good riddance right. She isn't even contacting Bhai. Perfect... But why isn't she my fan anymore. That definitely hurts my pride. That's right! That's the reason why I'm soo riled up. I don't have any feelings for her... ofcourse....

Mack groans, making me smile. The tempo continues to move me and suddenly, I'm feeling flushed. With a swoosh, I pull my shirt over my head, leaving me in my lacy red bra. My nipples are taut and you can see them faintly through the sheer lace. I barely hear the sounds of someone groaning as they make it known how much they are enjoying the show. I run my hands down my scantily clad body to the waistband of my shorts and start unbuttoning them slowly, teasing my boys. Making my boys anticipate what's underneath.