Ria Crossの小説

AveryI paused the episode of Grey's Anatomy I was watching on my Mac and checked the time.It was a little over one in the morning.Smirking, I got down from my bed and made my way inside my walk-in closet. When I was in front of the full mirror, I undid my silk robe, revealing the red sheer lingerie I wore underneath.Now, this will not only make him drool but also help in satisfying my thirst.I had a good figure. No one needed me to tell them that. I had all the curves it took to drive men crazy. And having experienced it firsthand, only boosted my confidence in what I was about to do.My breasts were fair, and my pink nipples, which peaked from behind the almost see-through bra, were already hard, just from the imagination of the consequences of my action.I bit my bottom lip, holding myself from screaming in delight. I could feel my core throbbing. Just a few more minutes, and it will get the treatment it needs.I tied the knot back again, and after combing my hair and applying

Liam“And what if I don't want you to stop?”I looked down at her full pink lips that had droplets of water on them, making them look all the more appealing to the eyes.The moment I laid eyes on her for the first time, the day I arrived here, I cursed my fate.If only she weren't the daughter of the man my mom was about to marry, I would have shown her heaven the first day only.She looked so pretty in her white sleeveless crop top and denim shorts that fit so beautifully on her ass that I barely managed to hold myself from spanking them.And when she walked in on me having a shower, I saw the lust glazed in her eyes. Her hungry eyes were taking me in without any shame, and her gaze made my already hard buddy even more excited.If it wasn't for the interruption, I think we would have gone further than just looking at each other.And as soon as she had left the bathroom, I held my pulsing dick in my hand and relieved my desires, closing my eyes and fantasising about her in the shower

The next day, my father took it upon himself to tour Carla and Liam around.I was pursuing my Literature degree from UCLA and lived in the dorms there. Dad was a lawyer and mostly stayed in LA for work.I grew up in LA only.But this was Malibu. Our sweet home that Dad bought when I was seven. Since then, we would always come here for the summer break, which didn't change when I went to college.I was a sophomore and just like last year, I came here for my semester break.Dad planned to live here after retirement, that's why he invested so much in this house. It was beautiful, it's back facing the ocean. The beach was within walking distance. I could cross the backyard of my home, and a few meters ahead I'll find my feet in sand.It was a wonderful place. Somewhere I would want to live as well.As Dad toured us through everything, the famous eateries, the weekly organic farmers market, etc, I grew bored.I had already walked through all of this countless times. Dad insisted that we al

Holy fucking shit!I gaze at the man in the walk-in shower. The glass enclosure filled with steam, with his back to me.I took in his broad shoulders first, and then my eyes trailed down his narrow waist as the water from the shower slid down his back and down his sexy ass. A work of Art-- I think, swallowing the thirst I suddenly felt.Liam's butt was taut with muscles; he must have built it working out. And his thighs, his thighs just make me want to get in between them.While I was busy admiring his back, he turned around, and then suddenly I was facing him. With his cock standing proud and fully erect.Startled, I raised my eyes to his face, his expression showing shock, but his eyes were filled with heat; I could see his pupils dilating and darkening.He didn't turn his eyes away from me, and neither did he try to hide. With some unexpected courage, my gaze trailed down from his eyes to his pointed nose, his lips-- and his tongue that peeked out slightly between his lips. His ja

Relax, Avery, it might not be as bad as you think,” My dear father said as he moved around the living room, checking if everything was in place like he wanted.I whined. “Yeah… but, Dad, it might not be bad for you. It would be fabulous for you, on the other hand, na-uh, I'm already dreading this.”He sighed and sat on the couch beside me, “Honey, I know it's not easy for you, but can you please try for me?”I looked at his face; at 46, he looked like someone in their fifties. Work and responsibilities have made him older than his actual age, especially after the divorce.I blinked my blue eyes at his matching ones, “I guess, but Dad, I can't guarantee anything. Like you know that I want this for you and I'm happy for you, but it's just a big change, and I'm just not sure if I'll be able to adapt to it,” I replied, knowing very well that he knew my fears.He met Carla, his fiancée, last year on Christmas.She is a good lady, 43, and a single mother.Has a body to die for, thanks to he