Novel & Cerita Sly Smirk

His smirk deepened. “I.. I would never.”

He smirked. . . . TBC

He moans eyes shut. A smirk appears on my lips. That’s nothing wait till he sees what I do next.

Checking his watch, he smirked slyly. “Just a little longer….”

I'm met with a smirk. He knows.

he flinched visibly as he understood how sinister and sadistic my smirk was. "my- I'm....." he tried to speak but I beat him to it, halting his words abruptly. "how about I make it happen again? and this time, I make y'all fuck yourselves while I watch? I'm sure you're gay as you barely ever fuck them hoes, hmm?" I uttered rigidly as my smirk grew more sadistic and devilish and I saw him stiffened in place as beads of sweat popped out of his head, face and hands.

And as a very satisfied smirk plays around the corner of my mouth, she only but smiles at me, “Wipe that smirk off your face.” Not hiding it for one moment, I only but confidently smile back at her, “What smirk?” “The one that screams I am going to have sex.” I cannot help but burst out laughing at her, “I did not know you get a sex smirk.” “Well, you do now.” “Then I am happy to have one on my face.” With the heat only but building between our anticipating bodies, she leans even closer, “If you are not careful I will put something else on your face.”

I sarcastically remarked, and he leaned his forehead against the side of my head, laughing. The girl seated on the other side of Hayden cleared her throat, grabbing our attention. Arms crossed, she asked, "Slim, can we talk?" He glanced back at me, silently seeking permission for some reason. I nodded, as his business was not mine, and he acknowledged me before refocusing on the girl. "No," he replied firmly, shocking me with his rudeness. "Please?" she begged, but he seemed unfazed. He simply took a can of beer handed to him and opened it.

She looked up with a start when she saw me, her eyes widening momentarily before a smirk played on her lips. The smirk – that was the first thing I noticed. It wasn't a genuine smile, not by a long shot. It was a practiced twitch of her lips, one corner curling upwards a little higher than the other, laced with a hint of smugness and something else I couldn't quite place yet. Maybe defiance? Maybe even a touch of… mischief?

His smirk curves, sharp and knowing. “Did you miss me?”