Ally Brooke Nude Novels & Stories

Her feet were adorned with black Grecian sandals that added a touch of sophistication to her ensemble. Turning my gaze to Brock, I took in his commanding presence. He wore crisp black slacks that accentuated his tall, muscular frame. The white dress shirt he sported was perfectly tailored, with the first button undone, revealing a glimpse of his strong chest. The sleeve of his shirt was rolled up right below his elbow, giving a casual yet stylish vibe. His black leather shoes gleamed, as if meticulously polished to perfection, reflecting light like a mirror. The attention to detail in his appearance gave off an air of authority and confidence. Despite my disappointment at missing the opportu

"My brother and my mother are waiting for you, and here you are having a cozy little dinner date with Mr. Quest." One of the friends gasped theatrically, as if this were breaking news and not a manufactured scene. "Wait, is this the guy from the pictures? The one from Rich&Unfiltered?" "The one and only wannabe," Brooke raised her eyebrow, not taking her eyes off Zoe. "Some people just cannot help themselves." She wagged a manicured finger, the same finger that had once threaded through Zoe's own during a funeral, the same hand that had signed her over to men who called her nothing at all.

TANIA The warmth of Lucas completely envelops me, like a breath that seizes me and prevents me from breathing properly. Every gesture he makes seems designed to captivate me, every touch calculated to awaken a desire within me that I dared not name. His breath against my skin burns, his hands glide over my arms and shoulders with hypnotic precision, exploring my shivers, my hesitations, my reactions to each contact. — Let yourself go… he whispers, his voice low, velvety, icy and provocative. Tonight, you will no longer think… you will feel.

Alexis’s POV I took my shower in record time; my brother’s earlier behavior still lingers in my mind, and what bothers me more is the fact that I am beginning to crave his touch. It sends shivers down my spine but I just can’t help it. No, no, he is my brother and nothing more. I have to always remember that. I have Alpha Kane to think about now, though he is not my mate but I am his and he isn’t a bad catch either thought to myself as I slept off.

Brooke bounced up and down, fucking me with her jugs. Her tits felt amazing wrapped around my boner. She released my cock from her tits and rubbed it on them. My cock leaked pre-cum and she coated her boobs with my lubricant. “Rub my head on your nipples,” I said. Brooke did as I said and rubbed the head of my cock over her hard nipples. Brooke tried to force one of her nipples into the opening of my cock. It felt so good.

“My system commands zero requirement for a male partner. My perimeter contains loyal pack-friends. That data is more than sufficient to balance my biology. Is it not exceptionally liberating to navigate the wilderness single and completely unchained? Why would my internal wolf ever willingly invite a male to complicate the grid?” Listening to the disjointed ramblings of my intoxicated mind, Brooke found her tongue entirely trapped for a proper response. Her hands carefully draped a thick woolen travel cloak across my trembling shoulders, her palm maintaining a steady rhythm against my spine. Suddenly, her tracking vision caught a subtle distortion in the low-light shadows of a private booth

He said, sliding his fingers out of me, dripping with my juices, and popped them in his mouth, licking them thoroughly as he drew his fingers out. But as I came down from my orgasm, I noticed his words and a thud echoed in my chest. …the only one who gets to see you look so fucking tempting… The words Brooke said to me earlier today about the photoshoot swarmed my mind and I shivered. I’d have to be nearly and I mean, nearly naked in pictures that would spread all over the world. Everyone would see me. Neil hates extreme stunts like that. How would he take this?

We duck inside and I lock the door behind us as Brooke spins to face me. “Hey, Alpha,” she breathes, stroking her fingertips down my chest. I sag back against the door, grinning. “Hey, Luna.” I nearly choke when Brooke suddenly grabs my dick through my jeans, leaning in to brush her lips against mine. “Take your pants off.” Oh fuck yeah. I love it when my girl tries to get bossy in the bedroom- bad girl Brooke is a thing of beauty. I unfasten the button of my jeans and start stumbling out of them, freezing in place when Brooke takes a couple of steps away and shimmies her own jeans down her hips.

I told myself I was just checking to make sure the equipment was secured, but that was a lie. I wanted to see her. Brooke was bathed in the overhead light, alone in the sea of mirrors. She was wearing a pair of charcoal-grey leggings that clung to her like a second skin, and a thin, white racerback tank top that was translucent with sweat. Every time she descended into a deep squat, her heavy breasts bounced with a mesmerizing, heavy weight. Her entire posture looked like she was begging for it. Not just for the exercise, but for the touch.

Brooke’s fingers disappeared between Nadia’s thighs and Nadia moaned into her mouth, hips rolling. I sat back on my heels and watched. I’d never been much of a voyeur. Never thought watching two women together would do much for me beyond the obvious. But seeing them..... the way Brooke spread Nadia open and licked into her like she was starving, the wet sounds, Nadia’s back arching clean off the bed when she came, it hit different. My cock hardened again so fast it almost hurt. These girls were nasty in the best possible way. And I had the sudden, certain feeling this wouldn’t be the last time I saw them.