Sussy Man Novels & Stories

A soft, steady rhythm, marking time in a way that made the silence between them unbearable. “I need to ask you something,” he said, stepping closer, but still keeping enough distance to make the tension unbearable. “And I need you to answer honestly.” Her stomach tightened. “What is it?” “Do you want this?” The words were low, deliberate, impossible to ignore. “Do you want… this?”

Or was he sharper, darker, more unpredictable? The more Leo described his cousin’s reckless adventures, the more my body responded. My nipples tightened beneath my silk robe. My married pussy grew slick with fresh arousal at the mere thought of new hands on me. *Stop it. You let twelve men ruin you on this very bed. You’re already balancing Adrian and Damien while Leo circles closer to the truth. Adding his cousin would be suicide.* Yet the fantasy refused to die. I pictured a stranger’s cock stretching me in the same bed where Leo slept.

“Paul is checking on you,” her friend Susie said and Sirena looked at the man who was standing before the cereal aisle. Pal quickly looked down when he couldn’t meet her eyes. Paul is a thirty-something human guy, who frequents the store. She thought he was one of the regular customers before but the way he glanced at her, made her realize that he was interested in her but she was not in the mood to reciprocate it. To be honest it just frustrates her.

An unwanted hand snaked around her waist suddenly before the middle-aged man’s breathy voice loomed close to Tiffany’s ear, “That kind of sleaze won’t give you the time of their day, my dear. But I will. I know girls like you very well, like the back of my hand. You’re all looking for a sugar daddy, aren’t you? How about I be direct with ya—let’s spend some time together tonight. If you make me a happy man, I’ll make you a happy woman, starting from a luxury apartment.”

I loved her, but she was crazy after you and that old hag give you that position which only I deserved. Aiden : ohh I didn't know, you should have told me that before at the time, you were my friend I would have given it to you but you. And about his daughter she was a psycho, she only knows how to give pain to others, she was a fucking sadistic person. Man : oh shut up you fucker, you are always there to fuck her, how can she be a sadist? Aiden : you don't know anything, so keep quiet. Just get the fuck away from my way.

She could smell he was human. "Do you want a drink? I could get you a glass. There's a lot of it." The man said. "No, thanks. I'm cool, I don't drink." Sassy politely declined. "Oh c'mon. You are in a club. Why wouldn't you drink? Or are you here to see someone? Am I disturbing you?" He asked. Sassy badly wanted to say yes, but she shook her head. "Oh, that's great then, Moya Lyubov." The man said.

“You are impossible.” His grin turned positively shameless. “Maybe… but you will always be sugar to me, sweet.” I closed my eyes again, feeling a headache definitely forming. First sugar. Now sweet. The man was a total menace to my sanity. What would be next? Honey? Cake? Cookie? The man clearly had a sweet tooth. Which made absolutely no sense considering the lean, muscular body hidden beneath his tuxedo. I opened one eye. He was still watching me. Still amused.

"Hello. I am the manager of the Regal Dynasty’s housekeeping department. My name is Larissa Seymour. I will be in charge of any affairs during your stay." The man gazed at her for two seconds before turning his attention to her hand. "Hello." His voice was just as melodious as Larissa had expected. It had a low, rich timbre, like a good-quality cello. She was still caught up in it when her hand suddenly got cold— The man had removed his right hand from his pocket and was gripping hers. His hand was just as smooth as his face, and his fingers were slender and well-defined. Larissa gazed at her own hand, which was slightly more calloused than his, and a sense of self-loathing swelled from with

After a while they ordered some soft drinks for them and started to enjoy the atmosphere while drinking the soft drink. Just then one man came towards sukoon and asked "will you like to dance with me? " Sahil maheen gets shocked with this . Sukoon was about to say no just then she saw one handsome man who was wearing black jeans along with black shirt his messy hair making him look more hot

Something familiar about the line of his jaw, the slope of his nose. "Useful," he said simply. "Very." Susan's expression turned predatory. "Broken things are so much easier to control." She slid off the desk again, moving toward him with grace I'd never seen in our time together. Her mood shifted suddenly, unpredictably. "Rape me." The words hit the air like a gunshot. I strained. "Susan, stop this!" The man's entire demeanor shifted. His head snapped up. "What did you say?" "You heard me." Susan's voice dropped to honey over poison. "Do it. Isn’t that what you want?"