Adin Ross Nsfw Novels & Stories

But because she saw the young man's response by her simply touching it, she decided to give her boyfriend a more exciting intermission number first. "S-Sweetheart!" the young man as she began to give a good massage to his long weapon. Ara didn't say a word and instead just smiled in response to him as she started to move her hand faster. "Oh fuck!" Daniel started cursing as that he even been able to close his eyes because of what she is now doing. At that moment, Ara has to admit that she can still feel the intense heat and arousal all over her body. But she also wanted to see the effect of what she is doing on Daniel so she continued. But she did not expect what her boyfriend did next.

The room itself was magnanimous. There was a huge stage on the other end of me with the most ostentatious couch. It was long, maroon with gold detailing and gold handles. In front of me, there was a pathway, and on either side of it was a waterfall—that’s right, a waterfall inside—that fell into a pool of water. It smelled like roses, something familiar, and pleasant. As I walked the sound of my steps followed behind me a few seconds later. “Wow,” I said. I got to the other side and saw the falls from the other side. It really was beautiful. I turned to the stage and instantly became mesmerized by the couch. The gold detailing had painted a story of a human transforming into a wolf.

Then gasped as Mr soft's lips latched onto my nipples through my bra. Sucking and sucking. Mr hard's fingers began rolling against my clit softly. I moaned. Writhing. Mewling. Then they both stopped. Mr soft clasped his hand around his dick, staring at me intently as he stroked it. “Would you like to taste this?” I nodded, lips parted slightly. “Then taste it.” I reached forward, fingers wrapping around him— “Rosie?” My entire body went still. Slowly… I turned. And froze.

Then he shut his eyes, the deep scar across his cheekbone twitching with regret. Damn that blonde haired psycho!! He just stepped away for barely a few minutes, and he dared drug his boss with an aphrodisiac. He paused before a suite, swiping a key card before supporting his boss's frame inside. Quietly,he sat him on the plush sofas. Turning the Aircon up to the max, he needed an antidote to this poison and fast.

She stares at it until the ink bleeds. After class Ada drags her to the cafeteria. "You dey sick? You look like ghost." "Just tired." "You get boyfriend for Lagos?" Ada grins. "That’s why you rush go back?" Rihanna almost laughs. Almost. "No." But the word sits in her mouth wrong. Because that’s the problem, isn’t it? If Jake was just a boy from Lagos, she’d tell Ada everything — his smile, the scar, how he taps the table. Ada would squeal and ask for pictures.

I looked down at Cain just as his eyes opened. His hands grabbed my arm quicker than my eyes could register his movements and, before I knew it, his mouth had latched onto my arm. I gasped feeling his teeth pierce the skin, the white-hot pain of him doing so made me see spots in my vision. I hovered over him as I struggled to even catch my breath. The feeling of his lips against my skin and his mouth sucking the blood from my arm was one I couldn't describe as anything other than painfully exhilarating. Cain's eyes were nearly pitch black as they glazed over, focused on nothing other than the task at hand.

With circular strokes, he gently pressed me and with each touch, I moaned and arched even harder. I couldn’t help but shudder with pleasure as Riccardo’s fingertips explored every curve of my body. My skin burst into flames at each gentle touch, leaving me breathless. My heart raced with anticipation, my mind consumed by the excitement. I was drowning in a sea of desire, and this time, there was no turning back. But I didn’t want to turn back. I was ready for him.

Rose I am awaken by the sun shining brightly through my window—making me open my eyes slowly, smiling to myself as I stretch out my arms; before turning to see the familiar brown hair. My index finger immediately pokes on the side of his cheek, earning a low groan from him. ''Wake up, sleepyhead.'' I mutter. He peeks through his droopy eyes before grabbing me around the waist—wrapping his arms around my body, securely. I let out breathy laughs, trying to free myself from his grip but once I fail, I just lay near him; snuggling closer.

With just a touch on her neck, Rossa began to sink into the heated game. With her eyes still closed, Rossa felt the young man's hands move around her waist. Gently caressing her, she could feel his strong palm rising to her chest. From behind her bra, the young man caressed Rossa's nipples and alternated between squeezing her breasts, left and right. "Aahhh! Ahhh!" Rossa could only whimper and moan at such touches and squeezes. The sensations she felt were truly incredible! "Rossa, you're being violated, wake up!" Although her mind told her this was not right, her subconscious was thoroughly enjoying the game. "Crazy! This is utterly crazy!"

I felt so good that I couldn’t stop myself; my hips kept moving forward and backward until I could feel the wetness pooling at my center. “Fuck,” Adriano groaned and pulled back from the kiss even when I didn’t want him to. His teal eyes looked more beautiful as they stared at me with nothing but need. His hands around my waist run up and down but stop when they get to my ass. I wanted him to squeeze them, but he was doing none of that. “If you keep doing that, then you shouldn’t blame me for losing control, little lady.” He said, his voice sounding hoarse. I licked my lips, enjoying his taste and loving his attention on me.