Sin City Graphic Novels & Stories

Every pass left me wetter. My hips jerked. I couldn’t stop them. The more he licked, the more my body pushed back toward his mouth. A low, continuous moan started leaking out of me. My cock was trapped between my stomach and the edge of the bed, leaking steadily into the sheets. He pulled away. I whimpered at the loss. The first smack landed hard across my right cheek. The sound cracked through the room. Stinging heat bloomed under the skin. “Count,” Adrian said.

Chapter: 4. ***** “Welcome to SinCity." With bulging eyes they beheld for the first time the beauty of the city, it was nighttime already and lights could be seen from every angle like tiny dots of stars radiating from skyscrapers to smaller buildings and street lamps that burn beautiful colors to the many roads that lay on both sides. "Wow!" Jason breathed out. "This is so beautiful!" "I totally agree with you, my friend." Eric whistled as he drove on.

“Give it up for Jade, fellas. She’s staying up here for the next rotation who’s buying the next ride?” Three men moved at once. First was a tall, lean guy in his late 20s tattooed arms, backwards cap, clearly a regular. Second was older, stocky, salt-and-pepper beard, wedding ring glinting as he tossed a fat stack of hundreds onto the stage. Third was built like a linebacker shaved head, thick neck, sleeves stretched tight over biceps. Each dropped at least five grand in crisp bills, letting it rain over Jade’s naked body. No words needed. This was Velvet Sin.

My clit throbbed with every heartbeat “Isn’t this what you wanted, Muna?” His voice stayed calm, almost gentle, but the words cut deep. “You have fantasized about me so much you couldn’t help giving yourself pleasure on my bed. I bet you were thinking of me the whole time, pumping those fingers in and out of your pussy. I saw how wet you were. I saw how your body shook when you looked up and saw me standing there. I saw how hard your nipples were, begging for attention, begging for my mouth” He pried my arms away from my chest and pinned them lightly above my head with one hand “I told you I came here to sin. And that is exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to use you however I want while

Adrian said, pulling me close. We stayed like that for a long time until my phone buzzed with a text from Maya saying we had a delivery. Downstairs we found a massive floral arrangement with a card that just said "Congratulations on your engagement - RC" "What engagement?" I asked, looking at Adrian. He pulled out his phone and his face went pale as he scrolled. "Corso leaked a story to the media claiming we're engaged to consolidate power in the company." "But we're not engaged," I said. "The media doesn't know that," Adrian said, showing me the headlines. "And now everyone thinks we are."

He had the ghost of a smile on his lips, and he was shirtless, his hair slicked back behind him in a beautiful man bun. "Florian?" He looked up and then slowly dropped the knife, his eyes holding mine, his eyes thin. "Hi." I bit down on my lips, my eyes falling on the tattoo that shone against his beautiful wet skin. My eyes slowly found his again, and he now had a dark smile playing on his lower lip, his eyes glazed over. "You know why I am down here." "Do I?" I asked, slowly walking towards him. "I am nothing but a sinner."

I threw my phone into my big black bag. The elevator opened and the moment I stepped out… I saw a huge crowd. “Holy Shit.” So many people dressed in suits and all. Holding files, just waiting for their turn to reach for the interview. “Damn.” I saw a seat between a guy and a girl. Then proceeded to sit between them both. “Hi, is this seat taken?” I asked politely. There was no verbal response, they nodded at least. Oh well… I sat my big ass down and waited patiently for my turn.

Sluts in shining armor, "I laughed before hanging up. Staying to see the look of anger and irritation on his face was tempting but something told me I wouldn't get this lucky again. I spotted spray paint next to one of the cars and picked it up ,after doing the nozzle, I went back to work painting the windscreen of his car with a strong clear message. " Now you are fucked up. " He was the worlds greatest bastard and he deserved this for mess6ing with me. It sounded like fun. A Stepping back, I let the hint of a smile curve on my lips as I admired my work. * * * We walked into the Ozin, a modern plush club with beige carpeting inside and magnificent doors tinged with a subtle shade of gold

Harper’s POV Our limo pulls in front of the stadium’s big gate. Two hefty security guards with loaded rifles strapped to their backs step forward, peering through our dark tainted glass. The driver rolls down the window and greets the guard standing beside his door. “Your tickets.” He demands with a stern face, his hand resting on the lowered glass. “Uh…” He looks back at Caleb, my boyfriend, and the state’s favorite and young basketball star. “Sir—”

Eventually, Tina was handed a life sentence as the principal offender, while Zach was let off easy with just ten years. Nevertheless, when Zach was finally released ten years later, my daughter was already in grade school. He tried to find us, but we had moved out, and the city where we used to live had also changed drastically. With his parents gone too, he didn't even have a place to stay. He ended up fighting for turf with some homeless bums under a bridge, who eventually mobbed him and beat him to death, while his rotting corpse was only found after putrefaction. As it happened in some quiet far flung corner, there were no cameras, and the perpetrators were never found.