Aizawa Hot Novels & Stories

So it will be alright. Aikiz took a deep breath. She felt a weight lifted off her shoulders and a sense of calm and ease replacing the tension and anxiety she was feeling before. She felt a sense of pride and accomplishment for having successfully defended her body in the difficult situation yesterday. In this moment of relief, she found her strength, again. “I may only have one match… but I can make an explosion!” Aikiz stretched happily and went to the balcony. Only to see Harvey hotly kissing Juliette in the garden… There, she realised that her happiness could only be an illusion.

What is she up to this time? "Mr. CEO Axis Ford Averion pays a surprise visit on the Starlight studio..." My eyes widened because of what Aishi read. What does she mean? "What is that?" I asked curiously but Aishi didn't listen to me, instead she continued reading. "Youngest Bachelor Axis Ford Averion and Supermodel Yasha Reese Heuson, once rumored fiance and fiancee—" Aishi never finished reading because I snatched the phone from her out of sheer curiosity.

Amara picked up on a door closing downstairs and low voices, but they were too far to hear anything. As I was chuckling about a scene in the movie, Azai came up the stairs. His hair was a little messy, he wore no shirt and the sweatpants he had on sat dangerously low on his hips exposing every bit of the muscling on his torso. I tried to avert my gaze back to the movie and crossed my legs so he couldn't smell the arousal coming from between my legs.

Soft lantern light flickered across the wooden deck as distant temple bells rang softly through the bamboo forest. Aiko Nakamura, a 26-year-old Japanese tech heiress with flawless porcelain skin, long straight black hair, and a delicate yet voluptuous figure, stepped into the steaming onsen pool. The scalding mineral water enveloped her body like liquid silk, making her skin flush deep pink as thick steam rose around her. The heat soaked into her muscles while the cool night breeze kissed her exposed shoulders and face, creating an intoxicating contrast. She had come seeking peace. Instead, the ache between her thighs demanded something far more primal.

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

And I know that I have lied to him about my cell phone again, but even though I already have it, I can't turn it on because I don't use the same type of charger as Azael and I can't go home to pick it up, therefore, my cell phone is officially dead. I walk up to Azael from behind and hug him, wrapping my hands around his waist, then placing a kiss on his bareback. If there's anything sexier than seeing Azael shirtless, it's seeing him shirtless and cooking. The tattoo ink hugs your skin and highlights your muscles. Is awesome. -How are you? -He has little left, I don't think it will take longer. I look inside the oven and smile when I see how good the chicken looks. Is there something you ar

“Despite your training, you were defenseless at the hands of Kaze. It appears the disowned member of the Lees is more powerful than we thought.” A woman’s voice, bearing a heavy Ryokanian accent, boomed. Reiko, dressed in a black and gold dress, brewed tea on her knees. Her delicate hands moved with grace and allure. There was a temptation to hold her hands forever. Aiden’s gaze turned cold. Shifting his eyes from Darcy and Snow, Aiden looked at Kaze’s photo in the center of the board.

POV - Author The cool tiles were a stark contrast to the hot water and she gasped a little at the sensation. Azek took her wrists, pinning them against the wall above her head, his eyes intense. "Just relax and let me take control," he murmured. With that, he leaned in and started kissing down her neck, lips tracing down her collarbone and sending pulses of pleasure through her. Mia was feeling the thrill of being in place, completely at his mercy. The feel of his mouth on her skin was electric, and she couldn't help but arch her back, demanding more.

Tears of effort pricked her eyes, but she didn’t stop until he pulled her up, kissing her fiercely. He turned her around and bent her over the wooden counter. Aiko’s breasts pressed against the cool surface, her cheek resting on a cloth that still smelled of matcha. Yuji flipped her skirt up over her waist, exposing her bare ass and dripping pussy. He rubbed his thick cock along her slit, teasing her clit with the head. “Please…” Aiko begged, pushing back against him. “Yuji-san… onegaishimasu…” He pushed inside her slowly, inch by inch, stretching her tight walls. Aiko moaned loudly, fingers scrabbling against the counter. The fullness was overwhelming…almost too much. When he bottomed out,

So after bath she went to check what to wear in her clothes but every one of them was like chewed by a cow. She went to do quick ironing but she didn't see the iron box. It was with Aziiza who was busy ironing her clothes. Alia found neatly ironed dresses for Aziiza and choose one to wear. Aziiza was into ironing while listening to music.The door of the bathroom opened and Alia went in. Changed into Aziiza's already ironed clothes. She came out and Aziiza saw her. She clapped her hands. Hmmm so you are attracted to my dress take it off l am going out later. Aziiza told her. But Alia took her phone and run away.