Afterburn Aftershock Dirty Sexy Saint Novels & Stories

Ingrid rocked her body against his hardness, stimulating her clit, pressing against her swollen folds. Noah held her tight and captured her lips just as she was about to explode. She moaned loudly into his mouth, eyes wide open, as shock and thrill consumed her. Ingrid climaxed from their dry humping—right there, in the middle of the dance floor. She could feel Noah’s body trembling as he reached his release. Their bodies trembled together as they held each other, riding the aftermath of their dirty dance. Noah hugged her tightly, as if trying to shield her from the world. As if wanting to tell her how much he had enjoyed what they had just done. As if letting her know that she had nothing t

It's so, so good, I swear I see God for a second. I usually recover from my orgasms in a couple seconds, but this time I feel the aftershocks for like a full minute after. Sadly, Saint's huge dick starts going soft so he pulls out of me and moves to drop his big body next to mine. I gulp and pull the pillow under my ass so I can rest, but Saint sits up before I can do it. He's still smiling, thankfully, so his demons haven't gotten hold of him. Yet. I have to take advantage of his good mood while it lasts.

She forced her gaze away, begging not to see. The blurred pain was almost a sick reward, a medal men twice my age wouldn't be able to carry. I looked back to my father, who was grinning slyly, chuckling as he clapped with everyone else. I blinked down at my hand, letting a small smirk appear. I am Lorenzo Romano, and I am the fucking devil.

Saint instantly flipped us both, pressing his body against mine as he pounded into me. Saint's hand moved slowly, trailing up my arm until he threaded his fingers through mine. Our bodies moved in rhythm, each caress and kiss a silent promise as we moved together. I threw my head back as we both reached an orgasm, a scream escaping from my lips as we came undone. Saint slumped against me, our bodies entangled in the bedsheets. Our breath was ragged, Saint's heavy breathing matching my own. I closed my eyes when Saint placed his forehead against mine, my lips pulling into a smile.

Harper screamed Saint's name while her muscles quivered around him as another orgasm rocked through her. The pleasure was insane, and Harper melted into a spineless something on the mattress. "You're... You're amazing... Wow..." Harper raked her hand through her hair. She was drenched in sweat. Saint stood on his knees over her. The view could have been one taken from Harper's wet dreams. His shoulders were broad, swollen with muscle and his pecs looked heavy. He peered down at her with a smirk. "We aren't close to done yet. I'm still going to fuck you."

He is a playboy yet loves giving women mixed signals. Before we came here, Peter asked for Ciarra’s help in cleaning his room. I can’t forget Ciarra’s face when she saw me on Peter’s bed, sitting. If Peter wasn’t there, I know she will attack me. Peter’s presence is stopping her from doing anything. I sighed all the things that happened today. I can't believe I just had sex with that playboy. Fuck! My cunt hurts too much. Pain after pleasure.

'I've never seen you here before, do you work here? 'Yes'. 'Are you new?'. 'Yes'. 'Did you loose the chicken intentionally to scare me?'. 'Yes'. She looked taken aback. 'You did it intentionally?'. 'Yes'. 'Get the hell away from here'. 'OK'. I turned on my heels. 'Wait, come back'. She called and I turned. 'Aren't you going to punish her'. She said to senator. What was his name again.... Yes...Drenthe. Senator Drenthe.

Hell no,Rinna only cussed silently in response and with her face scrunched up in disgust she followed Cassie. The club was filled with the stench of alcohol and sex which probably made her want to puke everything she had just eaten and to make matters worse the further they walked the darker the room became....the only light source seemed to be the glittering disco balls hanging from the ceiling and the different colored spotlights shining everywhere.

as she reached down to feel who was below her, Christy's hands closed around two large breasts, covered with a slick liquid, oozing out more in response to the pressure from Christi's hands. The bitch! That dirty cunt stole her boyfriend, and now she's... Christy's climax hit her like a freight train loaded with bricks falling out of the sky, and Fererro peaked simultaneously, his molten seed pouring down Christy's throat into her gullet. At the same time, Sheanna sucked Christy's life force into her own body, the void quickly being filled by Fererro's molten lust. "Go now, and enjoy your last moments," cackled Sheanna as Christy pulled herself free of the two demons, grabbing her shirt and

It just so happened that he was already facing in Maddox and I’s direction, digging the holes that I never finished. “HEY!” 98 tosses his shovel away from him, into the pile of dirt he’s built up, and he swiftly turns towards the others who haven’t ‘oughta clue that I’m watching them all, “look who’s returned!” He chuckles evilly and turns back to me, his face nothing but sadistically amused at my presence. “You and Mr. Big-Man still trying to get that ‘little miracle’, hm? I fucking doubt that you’re STD-filled, whore-of-a-body could do anything like that again!” Is this just for Maddox to watch and satisfy him from the obvious abuse I’m receiving, even if it’s through a glass window?