Sly Grin Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry sir, but we can’t let you go in with that cigarette.” Sly was ready to toss it out when I spoke up. “You can do your thing while keeping guard of the environment.” He has been gloomy since morning, I think something happened and he’s trying to pull himself together with a stick of cigarette. Sly who is obviously skeptical about my offer stared at the cigarette pinched between his fingers with a frown. “I don’t mind putting it out Ma’am, that’s why I get paid.”

He gives me that devious smile, "I guess the Alpha wants to be fucked." He slams into me harder and deeper than before. I fist the sheets and scream my answer, "YES!" Over and over, Silas slams his cock in and out. "Silas," I scream. "That's the only name you will ever scream." I might split in two, but I don't want him to stop. "Fuck Syd, you have no idea how good you feel." My screams are a mix of pleasure and pain. "More, Silas." He is holding back; I can feel it.

He shot me that signature, sly grin of his. “I’m starting to think you might actually like me.”

he said as he yawned, stretching his arms above his head. A puff of smoke appeared and enveloped his feet up to his lower legs. It slowly thickens. "What do you want?," a grumpy voice resonated from it, giving off a deep and strong accent. Looking down with a bored face, the smoke sufficed and revealed an Egyptian Sphynx cat looking back at him with an annoyed face. "Quit it, Pug. This is important," he answered and continued walking down the hallway, passing by the crowd earlier. "You know I heard, the second serving of ice cream is here so let's go. It'll be a great opportunity."

But the elevator's slight metallic, chemical scent, and the smell of his cologne feels my nostrils instead. His thumb slowly grazes his lip and he brings it back to his face to check the blood. My eyes widen in panic when his lips stretch into a sadistic smile. He locks eyes with me as he slowly brings the thumb to his mouth and sucks. And I use my nails to scratch the metal floor, trying to keep myself from lunging at him. Then, he releases it with a pop and his tongue peeks out to lick his lips. I inhale deeply, closing my eyes while trying to regain my composure. Then, with a final sigh, I pull my gown and stand up, shooting him a harsh glare.

Now, without a place to stay, his credit cards frozen, and with Nevaeh to support, he found himself struggling. He ignored the security guards and barged into the company, shouting insults at me. "You chose a little brat like her? Dad, you must be out of your mind to think she can run the company! "With her in charge, Sacconity will definitely go under!" But instead of gaining sympathy, his outburst was met with a swift elbow strike from a bodyguard, who pinned him to the ground. My grandfather stood beside me, looking down at Don with cold indifference. "Sacconity represents the hard work of the Saccone family.

It didn't take long for him to resume thrusting; this time, he was spewing profanities while making deliciously dirty remarks about my oral pussy. Finally, he slammed my throat one last fucking time, bottoming out, his throat reaching places in my throat that it hadn't even touched all this time. I felt his cock pulse as he erupted inside me, not just once but three fucking times, his warm cumload filling my throat. He slowly pulled out, strings of drool adorning his shaft. I didn't waste time swallowing his love gruel, ignoring the discomfort of my throat that had been ruthlessly fucked sore and raw.

my grin was mischievous which had Sylvain narrowing his eyes in on me. He watched me with interest as I tipped my head back and shut my eyes, forming an 'O' with my lips. Filling my lungs to their capacity, I let a howl rip through the air. The sound carried on the wind and echoed. It wasn't as guttural as Sylvain's or as feral and animalistic but it was the best I could do.