That's His Eager Face Novels & Stories

Its breath tingles my ear for a while. Reluctantly, I peep sideways. I wish I hadn't. I face the ugliest flat face I have ever come across in my life. He outperforms Jared’s excessive acne face. Murad’s yellow teeth. And Dhairya’s lusty eyes. ‘Huh?’ I blink at him a couple of times. What in the living satan a devil like him doing on the face of the planet? You lost, Buddy? Must be one of a frying pan in charge of the burning hell!

His face, as always, was unreadable, like a mask. “You’re up early,” I tried again. “You’re up late,” he replied flatly, not sparing me a glance. I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t sleep well.” I retorted, he didn't cast me a glance and I gazed at the horse. He was having his attention than I do. I cleared my throat, trying to gain his attention. “It just crossed my mind now that you've never seen my morning face. Tell me, do I look cute?” Silence.

He rolls his eyes at her. Eris opens her mouth, presumably to argue her point. But she doesn’t get the chance as we pull up to his house/castle where a beautiful girl with a heart-shaped face and large honey-brown eyes, stands practically bouncing on her toes, an infectious smile stretching from cheek to cheek.

"What do you need?" I ask, unable to look into his eyes when his dick is right there in front of me. I lick my lips in anticipation, "My mouth?" "Your pretty face. Look up," he instructs, holding my face with a gentle hand and placing his thumb on my lips. I catch it on my mouth and I suck on it while looking up. Farrow grunts and jerks himself harder for a second, “You’re so fucking pretty. My Sky.”

I nееdеd a nеw bасk uр рlаn, pronto! I рullеd on a pretend ѕmіlе, dеѕреrаtеlу trуіng to hіdе thе grіmасе thаt was itching tо break оut. “Yeah, оkау, I саn lend a hаnd I guess.” Hе failed to nоtісе the lack оf enthusiasm іn my vоісе. Hіѕ face spread out іntо a grіn. “I knоw what I want thе thеmе to bе.”

A more crazed and tired look came up on his face. “Spill.”

Spontaneously I looked away and swallowed hard because I just got caught! "W-what?" I answered Arta's question nervously. Arta lifted his head from above my thighs, he straightened his body then looked at me with a reliable face, "Are you satisfied with my face?" he asked still expressionless. The unfortunate thing about Arta is that he has a handsome face but minimal expression. He rarely expresses excessively when responding to speech or talking to people.

"He was too goddamn eager for my liking." "But what if the club turns on you?" A grin cuts across his face. Wolfish. "Let 'em try." He pauses, looking behind him. A moment later, his hand lifts to my face, brushing his knuckle down my jaw like it's the last prayer he's allowed to say.

"What's on your face? He tilted his head to look at her and asked. Elina also brought her hand up to wipe his face as if there was something stuck on it. " Right. He was embarrassed to hear that. Her cheeks flushed red and she looked down. “That's how...!in front of him...!to lose his image like that. His voice softened and his eyes sparkled like he was about to cry. She stopped suddenly and raised her hand to lift his carved face. “Hey, come on, I was just joking. It's okay, your face is already beautiful. "Really? He sold the semi-doubt and asked her again. Elina sighed and nodded. " It's real. This time he was happier, the smile on his face showed again. But then suddenly remembering some

His whole face lit up as if he was seeing a success. I gave mirthless laughs. "Do you think I'm cute?" I pursed my lips together, trying to see his reaction. I creased my brows when I saw his expressionless face. "Be honest!"