Đam Mỹ H Novels & Stories

"I can help you wash those troubles away." Before I could reject Starr's offer, the lights went out, signaling the arrival of another performer. Luckily for me, the second the stage illuminated, I caught sight of what I'd come for. Flashes brought her into focus. Each beat, every note highlighted glimpses of someone far more stunning than I'd remembered. Diamond was ferocious, yet dainty. Intense, but subtle. Everything about her was captivating, and her music choices were impeccable. "Whore" by In This Moment was a statement about why she was here-even I picked up on that. Had she been singing, I would have felt each word delivered to me as though it were just the two of us in the room and

He needed to see her again. The door slipped open again, Damien looked and to his utter amazement, it was her...Samara. Immediately she too looked up and caught his gaze. Damien drew himself up straighter as she walked towards him, absolutely thrown by how beautiful she looked in the simple dress she wore. She seemed to float in his sight rather than walk. For a moment an overwhelming emotion swept over him. To combat it, he stood very, very still.

That's quite good! "And a beautiful 7 inches it is," Damian says as he starts jerking me off. He lets his thumb rub the head as precum leaks out of it. I moan and tip my head back as he pleasures me slowly, taking his time and using his fingers to add pressure to his grip.

“You’re mine” Damian’s words keeps reply in my head. Damian has given me more than he’ll ever know. He’s shown me how beautiful sex can be when it’s with the right person. Tonight I’m not a hooker—I’m just plain old Emily, a woman. What a wonderful feeling that is.

"SAHARA DAMIEN ADMITS THAT SHE LOVES THE YOUNG MASTER OF THE JONES FAMILY. A MATCH BETWEEN A CAPABLE YOUNG MAN AND A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, TRULY AN ENVIABLE PAIR." "CHAIRMAN OF THE DAMIEN GROUP, SALEM DAMIEN APPEARS WITH HIS WIFE AND DAUGHTER. SAHARA DAMIEN." "BEAUTIFUL SWIMSUIT PHOTOS ARE EXPOSED." "NOT ONLY DOES SHE KNOW HOW TO SWIM. BUT SHE ALSO KNOWS HOW TO PLAY THE PIANO. THE YOUNG MISTRESS OF THE DAMIEN FAMILY GAINS RECOGNITION FROM A MASTER PIANIST FOR HER SKILL AT PLAYING THE PIANO."

Era pout that she got separated from her group and also this bad alpha is again on her side. "START", her teacher whistle and everybody start running with tiny plants on their hand. Findina a perfect location she start digging with her hands as no equipments are provide to them. She is busy doing her work when her eyes fall on Damian. He is standing leaning against a big tree with shades on his eyes, wearing a black t shirt with blue ripped jeans and white shoes. His arms are flexed over his chest giving him a tough sexy look. "Is he sleeping . How dare he. I will not let this happen " she narrowed her eyes before going towards him.

She braced for anything. Damien glanced over at her, a soft smile on his lips. “Well, you’ve seen them. Wouldn’t you want to always look at them? They’re fucking gorgeous as far as tits go. Not large and saggy. Not too tiny. A perfect mouthful of flesh.” He winked at her before turning back to Brent. “So, yeah, I made her pull them out because I wanted to look at them.”

Isadora cries out, aching in his fingers. “That's my girl….” Damian grunted, filling her pussy with his finger while making her hump on it. Her legs trembled, struggling to hold her still, while she clutched the door behind. Her eyes rolled backward. “Damian…” She called, her lips trembling from the pleasure that was threatening to consume her. “So fucking hot!” Damian grithed, letting her feel every movement of his fingers while she dripped into his hand. His teeth clenched. Hell! She was dripping. Dripping so hard he just wanted to go on his knees, spread her legs wider, and bury his face between her thighs.

They were up to something. The silence broke again when footsteps sounded on the stairs. Dami appeared at the top landing, dressed casually but effortlessly stunning in tight jeans, a loose white shirt tucked in, her hair falling freely down her shoulders. For a second, the whole room stilled. Rhea raised a curious brow. “You’re not going to work?” “I am,” Dami said. “but I won’t stay long. I have a date with Doman later.” The air shifted immediately. Alexa groaned. Rhea rolled her eyes. Sophia did the same. I said nothing.

the lady looked more like the elderly woman but has slite resemblance with Damien. “Mom.” Damien hug his mother as she kissed his chick.. “How are you son?” She smiled at him as she held his hand. “I'm fine mom… Amaya.” Damien hug the young lady. “Hey big bro... its been a while.” she said as Damien kissed her forehead “Who is this beautiful damsel beside you?”Amaya asked as she looked at Arrya, Damien turn to Arrya and smile.. “This my wife Arrya Adams.” Damien introduce. “Ha. you told me you are married but never said she was way beautiful than Elena” Amaya hugged Arrya excitedly..