Alexandra Snow Chastity Novels & Stories

I’m standing in nothing more than my strapless black lace bra, black lace thong and stilettos. I turn slowly stepping out of my shoes as I look up at Colby. “You are beautiful Kate,” Colby says. “I think you are overdressed, Colby” I tease him. We stare into each other’s eyes as I push his jacket off his shoulders just running my hands down his muscular arms. Tossing the jacket on a chair in my room, I move to his shirt. As I start to unbutton his shirt, he starts to kiss me again, pulling me closer to him. I can feel his hard cock pressing against me.

I wouldn't have expected that from him, but well, that was his way of kissing her, I suppose. You are breathtaking mate. Aaron told Snow. And you are very handsome Aaron. Snow giggled. She was acting like a teenager just how I do in front of Alex. He growled in satisfaction. He moved forward to kiss her again but Snow moved out of the way, making him growl at her action once again. If you want me, then you better catch me Alpha. She said before running off. Oh, you don't know how much I love challenges, mate. Especially when you are the reward, with that Aaron set off too.

The partition was up between them and the driver. Chastity wore a white coat that flattered her complexion but a little old fashioned for someone as young as her. Alexander had left his trench coat inside. It was forty degrees out. Living in sunnier climates for a few years had made him sensitive to the cold. Thankfully, the limo was nice and warm. As they settled in, Alexander asked, “What’s wrong? You’re as serious as a doctor in surgery. That’s saying a lot for you.” Chastity took a deep breath. “I . . . know about you and Caitlin. I mean I really know. About the Florida Keys . . . everything. Including a thing or two you don’t know.”

Rumors still swirled about him and Chiara — how he’d given her Snowball, how she came and went at the Vanderbilt Group as if she belonged there. And yet, here she was again, in his arms, caught between lust and longing. What did that make her? A habit? A convenience? Or perhaps men just liked pretending to be gentle when it was convenient for them. Alexander didn’t answer right away. He remained kneeling, his thumbs pressing slowly into the arches of her feet, his gaze cast downward as if studying her reflection in the polished floor. Serena sat on the wide windowsill, her silhouette outlined by the silver light of the dying moon. Her hair fell loose around her shoulders, and in the pale glo

She told me about buying a large custom vanilla cake and twenty-four red roses to surprise him. She described walking into their shared apartment and finding the hallway lights completely turned on. She stopped speaking for a few seconds and wiped a fresh tear away from her cheek using the edge of the thick white towel. "I walked down the hallway and pushed the bedroom door open," Alexandra continued, her voice breaking slightly. "I found David completely naked in our bed. He was not alone in the room. He was sleeping with my older sister, Chloe." I felt a massive surge of violent anger erupt inside my chest. I tightened my large hands into tight fists underneath the wooden table, but I kept

CHARLOTTE ~•~ Alexander completely won Nyla over. The moment he stepped inside with that ridiculous stack of wrapped gifts, he became the most interesting person in the room. Nyla’s eyes went wide and she immediately came out from behind me. She didn’t even wait for introductions. “Are those for me?” she asked, bouncing on her toes. I hadn’t even noticed that she had followed me downstairs. Alexander crouched down to her level. “Only if you say please first.”

EMMA I woke up to find Adrian's side of the bed already empty, which was a big relief. Downstairs, Helen was waiting in the foyer with a clipboard and three people standing behind her. "Ms. Ashford, good morning. I wanted to introduce the additional staff who'll be assisting with the holiday preparations and your business needs," Helen said, gesturing to the woman on her left. "This is Sophia Reyes, she'll be coordinating the company's Christmas gala here at the estate."

Her face flushed in shock and after giving her a quick kiss, I lifted the hem of her dress and slid her panties to the side before lowering my mouth to her pink center. Fuck she tasted good. I swiped my tongue along her slit, lapping up her sugary wetness before sucking her clit into my mouth. her back bowed and she arched into me. God's, what I'd give to hear her moan right now. Just as I slid a finger into her tight hole while flicking my tongue against her clit, familiar scents filled the room. My head snapped up just as the doors burst open. “Your Majesty.” Snow instantly froze and her eyes became large. Her entire body went rigid her breath sharp and panicked. I growled, my possessivene

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

"Good job, Rhea. You're almost there. Keep going." Like I had any choice but to obey while strapped to the chair, forced to orgasm until time ceased to exist. He twirled random patterns on my skin with the ice as I blindly climaxed again. "Please. Please," I begged until my limbs seized up. "Twenty-six." Aleksander dropped to my eye level. He released a cube of ice between my breasts. It slid over my skin, freezing a path down my abdomen. A false sweetness fell over his expression as he crooned at me. "Please what, baby? Tell me what you want."