Aaron Rodgers Nude Novels & Stories

Roger seemed to be enjoying this, because the bulge that was present in his slacks was beginning to grow to astronomic proportions. Rihanna sensed it was time and reached forward, keen to unleash Roger’s tool from its restrictive cotton prison. She unzipped his slacks and undid his top button. She pulled down his slacks with both hands, revealing his white boxer briefs. She grabbed his underwear by the elastic and tugged them down in one fell swoop, allowing his erect cock to spring up like a seesaw. It bounced up and down for a couple of seconds. Rihanna’s jaw literally dropped open in shock. His cock was enormous, very long and thick with a smooth shaft. His foreskin contracted all the way

Raina added sharply, her tone laced with frustration and indignation. Aaron rolled his eyes and pulled at the knot of his tie, loosening it with exaggerated annoyance. “I think it would be better for both of us if we stopped discussing your boobs altogether,” he muttered under his breath. He peeled off his shirt, tossing it casually into the laundry basket. As his bare back came into view, Raina’s eyes lingered. Despite herself, she found her gaze following the defined muscles on his shoulders, the sharp lines of his toned physique. She knew she shouldn’t be staring—especially after the argument they just had—but it was almost as if her body was betraying her.

He could feel his rod harden in his pants. Rodrigo was lost for words, staring at her naked body, the only piece of cloth on her body, was the nude-colored lace G-string covering her pretty pussy. Rodrigo ran his hands through his hair, biting his lower lip, staring at the gorgeous woman standing in front of him. He was pulled by his thoughts by Reyna’s sweet, melodious voice.

It was obscene. It was wrong. "Fuck," he whispered in pained cluelessness on what to respond. What was he supposed to say to a nude? Of his captain no less? The caption was even more aggravating and desperately tilted his mind out of wack. "It's not rocket science, just give me the phone," Aaron said, reaching to take it from Knox once again but he slapped the man's arm away. "You've done enough.” "I got the ball rolling and now you're gonna make me miss all the fun?" Aaron scowled as he reached for the phone again but Knox moved it out of his grasp. He turned and ran into the bathroom then slammed the door shut, and clicked the lock.

“ To make sure that the results aren't manipulated, I took extra measures,” Aaron announced, standing tall at the centre of the living room, dripping a hot rugged charm with every arch of his shoulders and flex of his muscles. In a tailored pants and a sparkling white shirt, religiously buttoned on both wrists, but parted at the chest, leaving room for the pendant on his chest to take a peek, he looks nothing less than a Greek god. Clean shave, clean look and a breathtaking aura equals…my heat.

"I'm, I'm not wearing anything underneath." I don't know if he hears me or if he groans, but as if on cue a part of my robe drops down exposing my bare thigh, Aaron's hands lands on my bare thigh and it's as if everything in me goes on overdrive, my thigh goes up in flames and the feeling shocks me so much I jump out of Aaron's legs. I look at him eye wide and he does the same. "Um.." He starts and I cut him off by thrusting my arm out.

"Stop! Fucking stop it! Don't you dare touch her!" Aaron yelled furiously. But Rodney just turned his face to the camera and laughed again. "Oh, don't worry, dude. I already touched her enough..." he said provokingly. Aaron slammed his palms on the meeting table. He felt like he wanted to throw a chair at that disgusting bastard who was touching Kathleen right now. If only he could do that, he would have done it and maybe done even more than just throwing a chair. Ryan pretended to calm him down by hugging him from behind.

He led me to a room that had a metal plate on the door that read ultrasound room as he opened the door and walked inside. As the door closed behind us, doctor Quinn turned around to face me. “Could you please lay down on that bed, Miss. Abel?” doctor Quinn asked me, and I did what he asked me to do without a word when he walked toward me and gently pulled up my blouse. I squeezed my eyes closed when I felt him trace the faint scars on my skin as my throat became as dry as the desert. “I have heard that Gamma Knight is a ruthless man, but I never thought he would be cruel towards his own mate.” those words made my eyes fly open when I saw that Doctor Quinn was staring at me. “After you left m

"I see my reputation precedes me." "I don't...I don't know anything. I'm nobody. I'm just a college student. I don't have money. I can't..." "I don't want your money." Aaron leans forward slightly. "I want something much more valuable." He opens a drawer. Pulls out a tablet. Swipes through several images before turning it toward Miguel. The screen shows a photograph. Grainy. Taken from a distance through a window. Miguel and Ariel. In bed together. Clearly post-sex. Her head on his chest. His arm around her.

He had already released his own hardness from his pants when the lift’s doors slid open again… A guy and a girl, seemingly friends, stood right outside the elevator. Nudity was no problem for wolves, nor public displays of affection, lovemaking included. Yet, it was still uncomfortable to be watched while you were in the middle of so intimate a moment. That went double for Di, and it had nothing to do with the fact that the pack knows that she’s the Gamma’s sister… “Excuse us,” Aaron said, rearranging his clothing and trying to hide his hard-on from sight.