Timmy Passions Novels & Stories

“You keep track of everything… Your time, your expenses, your billable hours… Not anymore… At least, not now and not here…” Timothy was showing her a side of himself that she’d never known he had, a side that excited her beyond anything she’d ever known. “What you must do now is… Don’t think, baby… Just feel what is happening between us… Enjoy every second of it while I’m going to kiss and caress every inch of your beautiful body.”

"So many?" Feeling proud, Timothy said, "That's right. I've been in Dunhill for a whole month to complete all of this. What do you think, Milady? Do you think I'm amazing? Am I much better than Benjamin?" Grace silently gave him a thumbs-up. "Timothy, you're indeed my key player." Timothy grinned. "Since that's the case, will you consider me? Not only am I good at business, but I'm also definitely good at being a boyfriend."

I eyed the semen web between them and slowly rolled my tongue over it, licking my fingers clean. “Who was that?” I asked. “Timothy.” I pulled her back to push my tongue as deep inside of her as I could get it, tasting even more of his cum. I closed my eyes as their mixed essences drove me crazy. Tony licked and sucked on my balls while he stroked my cock. I heard a bottle pop open and I glanced down to see a bottle of lube in Jamie’s hands. Tim pushed Tasha down as he moved to straddle my chest. He stroked his cock.

"Timothy I am not getting with El Fuego, he could even be married and has moved on obviously, it's been years, he just wants us to catch up, Geez" "If you say so, amma facetime my woman cuz I miss her", he said and called her. I rolled my eyes. Timothy is such a character

Timothy Giannato is a twenty-nine-year-old Italian multimillionaire who no longer believes in love, not since his girlfriend of more than a year of relationship, was unfaithful with a co-worker. Now Timothy prefers to live life on his own terms, no strings attached, no love, no suffering.

she said, lowering her gaze to hide the smugness in her eyes. Her voice was like velvet, sweet and kind on the surface, but every word she said was like a thorn driven into my flesh. Xavier froze for a second, his gaze darkening as he turned back to me. It was as if I had become an unreasonable and petty person in his eyes. "What now, Willow?" he asked coldly. "Do we have to take the photos today? Look at how exhausted Yvie is. Plus, you almost caused a serious accident, too. Thank God it was just the bouquet that fell off the cliff, not a person!"

To tell the truth, I didn't completely zone out, I just didn't want to listen to her anymore. "Leave the damsel alone jules, I'm sure she's had enough of your stories" Timmy sent a wink past me obviously proud of himself for saving a damsel in distress. He's been like that ever since I joined the team, all flirty and sweet, it was so easy to fall for him and let him into your pants but I have been over this before and believe me when I say history aint repeating itself, if you know what I mean . But all in all, he's a great guy.

Riley walked over to her mother impatiently. “Mom, you’re going to miss your flight.” She started crossing her arms and tapping her foot on the ground impatiently. “For the third time, this club would be a good, already established business, to add into our hotels, it’ll be better than adding an unknown one and these clubs are some of the most well-known in the country. You’re going to make the club owner think we are flakey and he’s going to back out.”

Olivia interrupted "Want to hold him?" "Oh no, no." Timmy shook his head and held up his hands. "Maybe in a few years when he's not as soft and breakable." Finally, Olivia did look up at him, she clearly had tears in her eyes. "Tim, look, I know I said thank you a million times but...." "Oh stop." Tim waved her away "This is fantastic for me. All of the biological satisfaction of propagating the species with my DNA, absolutely none of the socialized responsibility of active and involved parenting."

I laughed awkwardly, realizing I'd said too much. Tim didn't press me. "What kind of music?" he asked, smoothly changing the subject. "Oh, all kinds of stuff," I said, relieved. "Indie, alternative, some pop...depends on my mood, really. I’ve been really into The Lunar Echoes lately, have you heard of them?" "The Lunar Echoes?" Tim asked, his face lighting up. "Dude, they're awesome! I've been listening to them for years!"