Tamaki Hot Novels & Stories

“You like me?” “Yeah.” “Well, that’s…” “You're like the little sister I've never had, even though we’re the same age.” “Oh, that’s what you meant.” “I don’t know what else I’d mean but yeah. You have some icing on the side of your mouth.” He was about to give her a napkin but just then, a familiar warm hand gently grabbed her chin, making her look up, and a tongue licked the icing off. “Sorry to disappoint but this cute, little hothead isn't yours,” Takumi said. “C'mon, let's go.”

When I'm down to my underwear he takes the rest off and starts the hot tub. The water is warm and no one else is around. Just us. Two forbidden adults spending the night in a hotel. Two adults wanting to spend time together before fall break ends. It's the last night of fall break and for a few more moments we let the fantasy continue. The dream we are living today is a fleeting heart ache tomorrow. His career and my student enrollment can go fuck themselves tonight, tonight I am making love to Blake Oakley in a hot tub. The bubbles are foaming and the champagne is sweet to the taste. Blake and I are naked. The hot tub is in the shape of a heart. I climb on top of Blake and start riding his

I was once again enjoying my "birthday present." I can never get enough of Tamara's sweet, horny little asshole. Best! Present! EVER!

Damn Nami! _______

scratch that the most ugly man i have ever seen stepped out of the car Jeez his looks could kill , from his manly flawless face to his beautiful lips and oh my God his physique, his muscles were literally trying to rip - off his shirt... gosh i think he's a greek God Who the fu***ing hell are you " his sexy voice brought me outta my trance"

I grasped Flame’s hand in mine then followed Xaivier away from the crowd. Two men met us before we could reach them. Xaivier held a hand up before they could speak and led the way to the table where the boxes were piled. “Xaivier Zamira” the man with the shaved black hair I had met read from one of the many stapled pages before him “also known as Wildfire. Chekirim born.” “That’s me” he sighed back “can we just get this over with? You’ve been keeping us here long enough.”

She clears her throat awkwardly before explaining, "He is from Hungary. They kind of greet women like this." My mouth formed in an 'O' shape in understanding and I put my hand in his extended one before he pulled it up to his lips and landed his lips at the back of my palm. His lips lingered there for a few extra second that made me feel uncomfortable. Something about hin seemed off. His touch sent a weird shiver down my spine that was somehow triggering the panic attack. But inhaled, exhaled and tried to calm myself down. I can not ruin this for anyone.

I keep wondering why the same person who got me in trouble would want to serve the same punishment they got me serving. The teacher steps out of the class, and we are left with the last class of the day. On the timetable, it says ' Reading Period '. During this time, we're meant to read books of our choice, and not make noise. But in my class, we use this as a gossip session. "You were saying? "I question Johan, and she raises a brow in confusion. "About Mason. "I reply, and she lets her head roll back as she remembers. "Oh... Yeah, You know Mrs. Dami right? That power-drunk primary school teacher who acts like she runs the school? "Johan replies, and my brows crease.