Your Boyfriend Is Mine 소설 & 이야기

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

“Just some hookup? A convenient fuck buddy all these years?” I inhaled deeply, unable to answer. He brushed my hair aside. His lips grazed the side of my neck. “I’ve told you before,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You can’t have a boyfriend, Chris. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. And you’ll never belong to anyone else.” Goosebumps danced across my skin. Because the truth was—Hunter was my boyfriend. He was my addiction. My downfall. My boyfriend. No one knew. And no one could ever know.

I ask, barely above a whisper. “Yes, baby,” he breathes, voice rough with heat. “You belong to me. Every inch. I’m not leaving a single piece for anyone else.” Baby. That word. My whole chest goes soft. “So… does that make you my boyfriend?” I ask, barely keeping the grin off my face. He leans in, grinning right back. “Your boyfriend, your lover… all of the above. I’m your everything, Ray. And you? You’re mine. Let that sink in.”

"You're mine, baby. I'm making you mine. Right now. I am taking you and making you mine, Lily. You are mine. I am owning you" To hear my sweet, tender-hearted boyfriend getly dominating her is more of a turn on than she can explain. All she can do is moan as she feel her orgasm approaching "Take me inside you, Lily. I love you, baby. Tell me you love me." "I love you, " she respond breathlessly. "Tell me I'm the only one, baby. I know how you like it," he says, slamming into her more insistently now. "You're the only one, " she say. "No one else can make me cum like you."

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

“Careful, young lady. Do you even realize what you just said? Remember, I’m your boyfriend.” I couldn’t hold back my excitement any longer and asked eagerly, “So tell me, what’s the difference between you and your wolf? Aren’t you both the same?” “No, don’t say that,” he muttered, a hint of pain in his voice. “You belong to me, and only me.” His words stung, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. And though I tried not to admit it, the same thought circled my mind every day. How could I possibly love my boyfriend this much?”

It was so wrong of me, but I couldn’t help the way I felt around my boyfriend’s father. “Your ass will be mine. Your cunt will be mine. Your mouth will be mine.” He wrapped a hand around the front of my throat to pull me flush against him. “I hope that you understand that, Whitney. Every single inch of you will belong to me.” “Yes,” I whispered, pussy pulsing.

It was so wrong of me, but I couldn't help the way I felt around my boyfriend's father. "Your ass will be mine. Your cunt will be mine. Your mouth will be mine." He wrapped a hand around the front of my throat to pull me flush against him. "I hope that you understand that, Leslie. Every single inch of you will belong to me." "Yes," I whispered, pussy pulsing.

I didn't like vague answers, and my lips turned down, frowning. "Hey," He said softly, "Don't think that shit. When I said you're mine, I meant that I'm yours too." My face was cupped tenderly in his large hands. "You can give us whatever tag you want to. I'll be your boyfriend, your fiance, hell I'll marry you, if you want." Too fast. I shook my head. "Stop, Mariano." I glared. "We kissed just, yesterday." He chuckled. "You're mine." He said softly. "Nothing else matters."

she asks and her voice is softer than I have ever heard it before. I cup her face with both my hands and push my body against her. She gasps when he feels my rock hard cock rub against her core. “I want you, all of you and only you. Nobody else touches you and I sure as shit don’t want anybody else to touch me. You’re mine and I’m yours. If you want to tell people about us, then we tell people. We can be dating boyfriend and girlfriend, whatever you want. But you are mine. Is that clear enough” I say with a arch brow.