Red And Black Harley Quinn Shorts Novels & Stories

It all adds up to an unbeatable girl. I look up from my laptop in the common room, where our friends have gathered. Billie’s dressed in the new outfit I laid out on her bed. A dark red sports bra and matching short shorts molded to her skin as though they were made for her, showing off the new muscle definition she's developed. We've taken off her collar and removed her belly piercing, as these fights are no holds barred. Her hair is pulled up in a tight bun. She's wearing smokey eye makeup and dark, almost black lipstick, with her fingernails painted black. The red of her clothing stands out against her black hair, brown eyes, dark makeup, and olive skin tone. “I don't know if I'm more terr

B͟l͟a͟k͟e͟ "Hey, sexy..." A high pitched female voice suddenly grates on my ears. I uncover my face and see a pair of pink and gray sneakers and bare legs. Sexy bare legs at that. My eyes trail up her body. Perfectly toned legs that lead up to a set of hot pink lycra shorts that are skin tight. Then a set of tight abs and a sports bra that matches the shorts, racy and something worn only to film for social media.

The minutes stretch long, and just as I’m about to declare that we proceed without them, another convoy appears. A few sleek black vehicles pull up, and from the lead car steps Alpha Celine Harper of the Shadow Vale Pack. She is striking, raven haired, with eyes the color of molten gold. Her presence alone demands attention. She wears a fitted dark blue tunic with a high collar, her arms adorned with intricate silver cuffs. She’s taller than most women, but it’s the sheer intensity in her gaze that makes her intimidating. Her twenty warriors move in perfect synchronization, their armor glinting under the dappled sunlight.

“We’re about to unwind. You know the drill…dicks and drinks on the fucking table!” Did I feel embarrassed? Not in the slightest. If they heard him, good. Let them choke on it. “How’s it?” Lulu twirled, yanking her pigtails like candy ropes. Her tits looked like they were gonna bust free and smack someone in the face. Full Harley Quinn…ass cheeks peeking from shorts, fishnets ripped, lipstick smudged slutty-perfect. “Wait…hold up. Lemme fix that.” I grabbed the lipstick, pressed a fat kiss mark brighter on her left tit. Red, glossy, perfect.

"Aww, you look so amazing," Skylar said while looking at me from head to toe with a dimpled smile. "Skylar, this dress is too revealing," I said to her while looking at myself in the mirror. I am wearing a very short red dress which is strapless and stops just below my upper thigh, with my long dark black hair open and cascading from my back, which is curled by a hair curling machine, and Skylar is wearing a pink short strapless dress almost the same as mine except for the colours of our dresses are different.

In the middle, just above the dance floor, everyone moves to the music played by a man behind a DJ table. Kim wore a chest-length black top with a very short black leather skirt. Mesh-shaped black stockings covered her beautiful legs until was immersed in the black boots. Kim will be the greedy eye meal of the men who see her. Kyra, meanwhile, wore a black leather jumpsuit with a short span skirt. Her long, straight brunette tresses make Kyra look so pretty. Kim hugged her sister's shoulder. "Ready to rock this place, Kyra?" "Of course it is. I've got my gun ready." Kyra showed me the bag that was on the back of her body.

She had her blonde hair packed up in two and had on a purple crop shirt with a crazy looking pant, my mouth fell agape staring at her and I could see Laila with the same reaction on her face. “Hi, I wanna see Damian Rogan” she said as she smiled sheepishly towards us both, we both stood still staring at her like we had seen a character from a horror movie. “Harley Quinn!!” That was all I could say underneath my breath “Yeah” she said, now looking from me to Laila. “Ohhh” Laila managed to voice out, “Do you have any appointment with him?” “Nah, tell him the bartender he slept over at her place some while ago, he's gonna know”

One day of freedom shouldn’t be too much to ask. I shower and get ready, dressing in a sexy black thong with a matching lace bra. I pair that with black skinny jeans and a deep V-neck purple sleeveless top. I strap on my black leather knee-high riding boots after I french braid my long dark brunette hair back and secure it with a tie. I grab my hot pink, purple, and black leather moto jacket out of the hall closet along with my matching gloves and helmet. I exit the Alpha suite, securing the door behind me and I make my way down to the garages.

okay " I muttered and pressed my lips together as the girl searched her bag, suddenly she came up to me and held the shorts out for me to take. " thanks " I said before going into the toilet back. After changing I got out and surprisingly she was still there waiting for me. I used that medium to look her over. She had blonde hair that shot way pass her shoulder and fell just above her butt. Her skin looked perfectly tanned and not to talk of her height, she was definitely a 6 or a 5' 9. Her eyes were hazel and black mixed together, full plump pink lips and her eye lashes was long as fuck. I could see a gold chain around her neck with the letter C inscribed on it. If you look really close, yo

“Turn around. Bend over the mat like a good boy, let me see your pretty asshole.” He hesitates for half a second, breathing hard, but the heat in my voice and the steady pressure on his dick win out. Ryan turns, lowering himself onto the same yoga mat face-down, ass up—mirroring the position his girlfriend had been in minutes earlier. I shove his shorts and boxers down in one pull, exposing his tight hole and the way his hard cock hangs heavy between his legs.