Sly Smirk Novels & Stories

Then, he smirked. The bastard actually smirked. And no, it wasn't those little shy boyish smirks that wannabe thrift-store leather boys wear to look cool. It was a full-blown smirk. Teeth and all. Like he knew something juicy I didn't. My eyes narrowed to slits.

"Good news then except for the last item on the table." A grimace invaded Sly's features again, as a silent worry set in. "What is that?" James leaned and whispered something into Sly’s ears. First, the latter's face contoured into a frown, followed by a grimace, then turning into a smile. It was one of pride. James shrugged, satisfied that he was happy with the news.

he smirked, his lips curling upward. The next day, Shawn was busy in his office, focused, his eyes fixed on the papers in front of him. He was still engrossed in his work and didn't bother to know who walked in. Sly stood by the door, smirking at Shawn, his expression turning triumphant, his eyes sparkling with amusement. His men were safeguarding outside the office, their faces serious, their eyes scanning the surroundings. "Hello, old-time friend," Sly said, his voice smooth and charming, and Shawn made a pause, slowly raising his head to him. Shawn's face neutral, his eyes calm. "No time, no see," he said, and Shawn stared at Sly, his expression turning wary.

"Why just smile, honey? Are you imagining how to be. . . ow " Irawan then stroked his arm which was pinched by Saskia. He smiled then kissed the face of Saskia who looked at him without paying attention to the gazes of all the guests. Why are you always teasing me? I'm ashamed to hear your request. Just imagine me not yet, let alone ... "

he smirks. My eyes narrow. “So what exactly are you implying?” “I think you know,” His smirk deepens, and a shadow of amusement flickers in his eyes. "It’s about time you sucked my big, fat cock, don’t you think… mate?”

- she says cynically. - You are the most hateful and arrogant guy! Who do you think you are? He smiles, that smirk showing off his sultry dimple. - What are you laughing at, making fun of me? - I speak again. - I smile because that excites me more, your behavior, your attitude, makes me want you more, that beast that you are makes me hotter. You have achieved what no one else has been able to.

He sits down and nods at me as he takes in my somber demeanor and my puffy eyes from my quiet sobs. "Are you all right, Harley?" His voice is sincere and laced with empathy, which instantly touches my heart. "Fucking fantastic, Scotty. You gonna light that blunt?" "Shit, are you sure you want to smoke it? It's laced with meth." He adds, taking the blunt from behind his ear, placing it to his lips, lighting it, and inhaling deeply. "Yeah, Scotty, fucking pass that shit."

She snarled at me with so much hatred, I couldn't fathom what I ever did to her to deserve that. "Pardon me, if I don't fit in your prospectus of being a female. But, I don't need your approval, I am whatever I need to be. So now, if you will excuse me." I stepped around her giving her a mocking tight lipped smile. I was sure that her ears must have released smoke, but I didn't want to wait around her anymore, otherwise that would have been enjoyable.

She swallowed it all greedily, her tongue milking me dry, not releasing me until I was a trembling, boneless mess slumped against the wall. She popped off with a wet smack, her tongue darting out to lick the last drop from her swollen lips while locking eyes with me, her gaze pure fire. "Better, baby?" "That was... fuck, I can't even think," I panted, my brain fried, but she just smirked, that predatory gleam making my spent cock twitch.

I added flatly, swirling the remnants of my drink. Adrian's lips twitched into a smirk, the briefest of movements that could have been missed if one wasn't looking for it. But I saw it, clear as day, and it irked me. "Something amusing you?" My words carried an edge, though I wasn’t sure why his amusement felt like an affront. He shrugged nonchalantly, the movement elegant yet dismissive. "Why are you smirking like that then?" I pressed annoyingly. "Nothing," he replied, but the smirk had not quite left his face.