Tails X Tangle Novels & Stories

Cassian Hale. Slowly, she faced him. He leaned against the terrace doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, the tailored black shirt of his suit doing nothing to hide the coiled power beneath. At twenty-six, he looked every inch the ruthless heir: sharp jaw shadowed by stubble, stormy gray eyes that could freeze fire, and a mouth currently twisted in a sneer that promised retribution. The party’s golden light spilled across his dark hair, making him look like some avenging angel who had decided heaven wasn’t enough. “Care to repeat that, *stepsister*?” he repeated, each word dripping with lethal calm.

One wrong move, one misplaced step, and the fragile threads holding our world together would unravel into chaos and destruction. In that moment, time seemed to stand still, the air thick with anticipation and fear. Every fiber of my being screamed with the urgency of the situation, the need to make the right choice before it was too late. But as the seconds ticked by, a sense of resignation washed over me. We were all players in a dangerous game, bound together by the tangled web of fate and circumstance. And in that moment, I realized that no matter the outcome, none of us would emerge unscathed from the tangled mess we found ourselves in.

In all honesty, I hadn't invited this prodigy of a tongue; turning, I had merely wished to look at his face, wishing to tease a little, hoping that the expression of aesthetic delight I might find there would correspond to what I knew was my own. Our bodies pressed together hotly, our lips pressed together, and we breathed heavily. He fondled my breasts while expertly exploring my mouth with his tongue, and then he moved his tongue from my lips to my neck, kissing and tasting every part of me, and he nibbled on my left ear a little, sending a tingling sensation down my body. I could feel my body wanting more, I pressed my body closer to his, and his hand went down my waist, I quivered becaus

I said gasping in awe. He chuckled a bit before ruffling my neatly set hair. I frowned at him and set my hair again properly in a high pony. I have a natural caramel balayage hair. It is a mix of caramel, honey and black hair. He pulled my hair-tie out and secured it around his wrist. I frowned at him but he just chuckled and tucked a lose strand of my hair behind my ear and placed a pin in my hair to keep it from falling back on to my face. I pouted and looked away but I smiled touching the pin in my hair. Someone cleared their throat and I looked up to see Rowan standing there with his hands crossed over his chest making his biceps bulge and his black Henley shirt is not doing any justice

I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. His eyes sparkled like an eager puppy wanting a pat. "I work at my family's company, love racing, don't smoke, drink, or gamble. No messy romantic past either. Selena, is there anything else you'd like to know? Even if it's something more private, I'm open." He shifted closer and closer, but a voice suddenly called out. "What are you two doing?" Snapping out of it, I quickly pulled away, only to see Connor standing there with Vanessa Kruger.

“To show how strong I am.” “Strong?” “Yes. A figure-of-eight knot—the hardest to undo.” Slowly, he bent his head over, down to my ear. “There’s no knot too hard for me. Just by kissing their tattoos, girls loosen up.” I interrupted him immediately. “How can you be sure everyone likes you?” “Small details,” he replied. “Such as?” I asked. “You haven’t asked me to let go of you.” I scoffed, pushing him hard. “Obviously, I want you to go!”

The heir. I grind my teeth. “Thinking too loud again,” Alexi says, nudging my knee with hers. I glance at her. “Was I?” She studies me. “Yeah. Looked like you wanted to throw that bottle through the wall.” I exhale hard, leaning back. “Just shit in my head.” Taylor gets up, stretching. “I’m gonna crash early. Gotta open the shop tomorrow.” Alexi smacks her ass as she walks past. “Don’t forget the oil shipment.”

She picked the water on the table trying to open it, she let it slip and poured on his pants. "Shit, I'm sorry." She grabbed the tissue. George relaxed, as she leaned towards him to clean his pants, she trailed her hands up to his waist. She dropped the tissue and kissed him, her hands were left to do another work, on his pants, when she felt his bulge she leaned back.

I moved over to each of them, gently shaking them to wake up. Just as expected, they were more than happy to go off to get their teeth brushed and their hair, ready for the morning run. "Are we doing cardio at the gym?" Karla tugged my hand. "Hailey thinks we're having a spa later, is that right?" There were lots of questions even I didn't get answers to d I couldn't build their hopes just to have them burn later. "How about we ask Ms. Banks later?" I managed softly, helping the skinny little one who looked way younger than her twelve years of age get her hair brushed.

But Chase's experience gave him the edge of the battle. He knew exactly which spot in girl's mouth he should send his tongue to, where inside the mouth or part of the girl's tongue he should caress. He knew the perfect time and combination to lure a girl through his teeth, mouth and tongue. Not just that, his hands sure do know where to go, the spots to be pressed, to be caressed, to be... squeezed. He lifted her off her feet and pushed against the wall.