Novel & Cerita Tempting My Rented Boyfriend

Kia must be out of her mind if she accepted a gigolo's offer, even more foolish than when she had chosen to be with Alex! Being betrayed with Tessa had hurt enough, so what would it feel like if she had to accept that her lover was giving sexual pleasure to other women? No, it was completely absurd! Even though, truth be told, the long-haired girl couldn't deny the strange flutter in her chest when a man as handsome and tender as Byan confessed that he liked her and wanted her as his girlfriend. Byan was... every woman's dream man. Besides being handsome and gentle, he was also very perceptive. He could stir Kia’s desires to soar high. He was exceptionally skilled in bed, though that wasn't

I folded my arms, trying to stand my ground, though my stomach twisted, “I don’t need to prove anything to you.” They exchanged looks, amused, like wolves circling prey. “Relax.” The other one said, brushing a hand through his hair as though his charm might magically soften his words, “We’re just saying that there is no way a girl like you is wandering around by herself unless her boyfriend isn’t real. So come with us. Forget about him for a night.” I stiffened, heat rushing up my neck, “No.” I snapped, louder this time, “I’m not interested.”

It felt like every single item in the condo now held a different energy - get energy. The sound of my phone beeping broke the silence, and I smiled again at her response: "Are you up for a movie?” Was I? Why did she message me? Was she craving my presence too as I did hers? Quickly, I shook myself out of that illusion. Emily was just coming out of a damaging relationship, and I doubt she would want to get herself involved with me. But wait, I'm not trying to get involved with her either. It's too much work.

Then I grabbed my jacket and made for the elevator. Downstairs, there she was. Thelma Cole. My girlfriend of three years. A professional model, stunning as ever, but her expression screamed one thing: pissed. “I’m sorry, Thelma,” I said the second I reached her. “You said that last time,” she snapped, looking away. “I had to finish interviews. It won’t happen again.” I kissed her hand. “Shall we?” She eyed my suit. “In a business suit?” “I don’t have time to change.” I opened the door for her, and we drove off in silence.

I calmly retracted my hands, which made his eyes go dull for a split second. “Don’t worry. Even if the Dent family offers me untold riches, I won’t give them a second glance. You don’t need to apologize either. You don’t owe me anything. Let’s just call it quits.” Elliot frowned deeply before abruptly standing up with a frosty expression. “Call it quits? Are you throwing a tantrum, Samantha? Are you pulling this nonsense with me because I didn’t let you rejoin the Dent family?” He stalked closer to me and caged me in with both hands on the couch.

I stood there for a little more because another maid didn’t come up for my replacement so I have to ask them for their refills. “Hey, Baby, I am waiting for a while now….for my refill?” A Chinese-looking man spoke, laughing his ass off as if he meant to be waiting for me, not for the drinks. In spite of that, there are other maids too, he just wants me. Just one last time, I said in my mind, walking up to him to pour him alcohol. He didn’t try to hide his dirty intentions as fear got me in, he spanked my hips a couple of times, making others laugh. I flinched hard at his touch, “Don’t be scared, little bunny, it’s my way of saying thanks,” All this is happening again. The past I thought I le

James focused on it, swirling it as he continued, "She just started today. And I offered to pay her to be my fake girlfriend to get mom off my case because my dumb ass told her last week that I was seeing someone so she wouldn't set me up at brunch." "Seriously? Are you sure she's a temp and not an actress? Because she's not acting like a girl that's getting paid to be here," Adam looked back over at the table where Skylar and Julia were now chatting amiably. He turned back to James who was also watching Skylar and Julia. Adam smiled to himself. No, not Julia. Just Skylar. "Well," he said, standing and grabbing two drinks off the bar, "I hope you keep her around. She seems good for you, whe

Their eyes then fixed at Lyon Hastings as soon as they entered. “Hey, girls. Is this heaven?” one of them asked. “I don’t think so. He’s hotter than hell.” Another one said, then the four of them giggled. “Let’s ask for his number. He’s my f*cking type.” "Let's go." “Wait. The woman he is with must be his girlfriend,” one of them stated.

Her eyes drifted to her hand, where she was holding the champagne flute, and she saw the sparkling diamond of her wedding ring. "In papers, Mr. Smith," she reminded him. "Ahuh..." he smiled languidly as he looked at her in a soft manner, his fingers now stroking her nape ticklishly. Yvette got chills throughout her body from the way he would look at her and touch her. And even the sound of his voice sounded so sensual and sexy that her body would immediately tingle at his touch. Now I’m starting to wonder if having him as my temporary husband is a good idea because it seems like this man would fuck my mind senselessly each time.

Thankfully, he’s lost in my sweet cunt. “Fuck, they’re so hot together. I’d pay to watch them fuck,” the girlfriend moans, her hand sliding up to cup her small boob as she bites her lip. She’s giving me lustful eyes, like she wants to do something hot to me. I’m not really into girls, but it’s making me burn hotter. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and watch them fuck for free,” her boyfriend chuckles, flipping her hair aside to suck on her neck. My own neck tickles in sympathy.