Sly Smirk Novels & Stories

The smirk he gave me could’ve been weaponized. “I just wanted to admire the view,” he said smoothly, eyes absolutely devouring me. Admire the view? Oh, I’ll give you more views. I spread my legs wider, an invitation, a neon sign, an entire billboard screaming, ‘Go forth and prosper.’ The corner of Elian’s mouth twitched upward, and oh, he was enjoying this. He was enjoying this way too much. “You know what I like about you?” Elian murmured against my jaw, his voice all velvet and sin.

And then he leaned in slightly, his smirk sharpening into something cruel, something deadly. “So you shouldn’t be breaking down yet. Because I’ve barely even done my bad.”

he whispered, his voice cracking. I smirked. A deep, satisfied smirk that reached my eyes. "Try me… I actually want you to try me and see what I can do. ."

Then, he stared and shot Daniel a smile, one that was more sarcastic than the one Daniel gave him. “Have the guts to do but not the guts to admit, huh?” The corner of his lips slowly tugged into a smirk.

If he wanted to play dirty I was going to show him that I could too. He rolled his bottom lip between his teeth sinking his teeth into it. A smug, cynical smirk spread across his mangled up face. I cocked my head up at him, "Your face looks better than it did before. You should thank my hero!" I sarcastically beamed mustering one helluva fake smile.

He looks over at me with a smirk, accepting the job. The smirk leaves his face and is replaced by a frown. "If any shit gets on me, I kill the human that the shit belongs to." He says causing me to frown. He let out a chuckle putting his hands up. "I'm joking...again." He says looking backing into the bathroom and let out another sigh. "I guess I'll get to work. I can't be slacking around when you're trying to run a legitimate business here." He says sarcastically, letting out another low chuckle with a smirk.

I was like a doll, his sex doll. He was smiling smugly behind me, as he picked my leg up and hold it to my side with his hand. I could see my self open and wet for him. I didn't know I could still blush, but I did. He was harder and I could see him pushing himself in and out of me. His face says it all, he was full of lust.

Not this eerie silence, not this unnerving smirk that tugged at the corner of his lips, making it impossible for me to decipher what lay beneath. Killian’s gaze held mine, unwavering, unreadable. Then, slowly, deliberately, his smirk deepened, amusement flickering in his dark eyes. "Punish you?" he echoed, tilting his head as though the very idea intrigued him. "Now, why would I do that, Dahlia?"

It was cynical, stabbing me straight to the heart. My smile fades, "I'm sorry I lied to you." "As simple as that?" He scoffs, currently standing in front of me, intimidating me with his height. "I really-" "No, stop. Stop it, Abig- shit. I don't even know who you are anymore." He groans in disappointment. "I'm still the same person." "Yeah I bet your pussy still feels the same." The snarky comment punches my pride as a woman. He's literally calling me a sugar baby, someone he pays for sex.

Just a little five minutes plot, I will get you. The smirk on my lips was one of victory, why won't I be glad? Like who wouldn't?