Sully X Mike Novels & Stories

He frowned when he heard me mention his best friend. "Sunny will be here. You need to keep away from him. Sunny is a bad boy, and not the guy you knew before," Mike said, his voice thick with warning. He crossed his legs over the other on the black couch, warning me. "Ann," Mike called my short name when I lowered my gaze and avoided his striking blue eyes, like mine. "Did you hear my warning?" "Got it. I will keep away from Sunny. So long as he doesn't bring his bully of a sister. We don't get along anyway," I whined, and Mike laughed.

At her husky words, Mike’s blue eyes darkened. "Coarser. Keep it X-rated," Slade directed. "I want you to fuck me. To sink your big cock into me and drive me wild." "Oh, man." Mike unfastened his jeans and dropped them to the floor, then pressed close to her. He stroked her inner thigh and this time he didn’t avoid her hot, wet flesh. His fingers slipped over her folds, then found her opening and glided inside. "Fuck, you are so wet." He pressed his hard cock-head against her.

“Umm, that was nice. That was really amazing. I’d honestly like to see how much better we could get at it. Not that it wasn’t good. It was so, so good, but it was the first time. We don’t even know what we each like yet. There are so many things we could do. So many more things. Not just could, but things I’d like to do, very much like to do. Uh, this is…this is getting awkward.” I crane my head up and look at Mike. He has his eyes open. They’re full of emotion, and he doesn’t shy away from meeting my gaze directly. Now he’s the one smoothing his hand over my hair, soothing me. Smiling softly and wistfully. “I’d like that too. To get to know each other. It’s not…maybe if things were differen

Sam said, sounding glum. "What's up?" she asked him. After a brief pause, her brother revealed he'd broken up with his girlfriend. She'd been cheating on him with Alfie Peters for some time. "She even used the gig tickets I paid for and took him out that night she said she was up all night vomiting," Sam said. After a long sigh, he added. "I should have said yes when Jayce Riley randomly offered to beat him up." At this Jayce's face lit up. He looked like he was ripe to interject with something, so Lexi frantically shook her head to shush him.

“Sofia? Or… are you Annie?” Mike, unlike Finn, couldn’t easily tell the twins apart. The moment he saw her, he froze in place, forgetting his greeting altogether. Seeing Mike’s dazed expression, Finn kindly offered a prompt. “She’s Annie.” A flicker of excitement lit up Mike’s eyes, and he even shot Finn a playful wink. Finn elbowed him lightly, his tone low and pointed. “What’s with that look? Just check her injuries, will you?” Finn cut him off before he could say anything cheeky, steering the conversation firmly back on track. He helped Annie to the sofa while Mike, pouting in mock offense, knelt beside her to examine the wound.

“I am going to have to leave you here elders. I cannot be gone for long. They will notice and know I let you go.” Sara is cruel, if it were me, I would have just told them what I was going to do. I guess this is more fun for her, to watch them suffer, have hope that everything Is going to be okay before killing it altogether. I left the elders and went back to the cottage where Mike was. “Hey Mike, how are you doing?” I can see that he is not well, hunger is killing him but holding it. This is his sister’s pack and is trying to be respectful and not kill anyone. I command him for that. “Am fine man.” Shame poor thing, he is better than most newborns.

Leaving Jane's words of wisdom behind me, I walked out of the changing room and cleared my mind of everything else until I reached room 47. Two soft knocks, and the door opened automatically. But the minute I stepped it, I could tell something was… off. Now I'd met different types of men with different weird fetishes and fantasies. What I hadn't ever seen before, was a fully clothed, dark-haired 6’2 that instantly gave me the same vibes as Mufasa’s brother. He turned away from the floor to ceiling window, and smiled when his eyes met mine. “You must be Mia” he said. “I'm Sullivan. Sullivan Cross. But you can call me Sully.”

"Brianna's boyfriends are here," Savannah was continuously nudging him as she smiled from ear to ear at the four of us, "look... look!" She was trying to whisper as she continued to nudge him before he stopped her shoulder. "Savannah I have eyes," he scolded her under his breath, "sorry, I must seem so rude, I'm Mike, this crazies’ fiancé, nice to meet you all." The boys took turns extending their hands and stating their names before Mike offered them all drinks.

Tyler walked over like he was heading to his own execution and opened the door. Mike Reynolds filled the entire doorway. Six-three, built like a brick wall, faded USMC tattoo peeking from under his tight black t-shirt. Faded jeans, work boots, cedar cologne mixing with summer sweat. In his hand: a yellow envelope. He was handsome and in another case, Ashley would have fucked him. She quickly shook her head. “Morning,” Mike said, deep voice calm. He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. Ashley stood up, arms wrapped around herself. “Mr. Reynolds… we… we can have half next week, I swear—”