Novelas y relatos de Amber Lustful

"Do you wish to recall the warmth?" Luveas glanced. "Are you out of your mind?" His tone was neither anger nor fury but embarrassment hiding behind his calm voice. Amethyst tilted her head to the side, chuckling. Then, malice took over her sanity. "I am out of my mind, but you are enjoying it, right?" she guessed. Luveas looked away, unwilling to show his naivety as he had no idea how to deny such a naughty claim. Amethyst grinned. Then, she leaned down, pushing on his chest and trapping him on the couch. Her gaze turned seductive as she asked.

“It is surprising that you don’t know how to pleasure yourself despite the fact you have served plenty of dicks.” Cyrus did not hold back from insulting her with those bold words, the burn of them intensified with the look of disgust which was over his face. The alpha parted her thighs as he inhaled the faint scent of her pussy. “Hah! You must have been the obedient doll in bed, for them to play and destroy.”

Face hidden. Watching. Marek! And slowly, deliberately His lips curved. Soft. Lethal. Devotional. A smile meant only for her. Elara looked at the figure and heard him whisper: "You wouldn't have listened," his voice breathed against her skin, intimate as a kiss, cruel as a vow. "But don’t worry, Elara… I fix what’s mine." His smile deepened. Then the lights flickered. And Elara knew this humiliation was only the beginning.

Yas stood in front of me, wrapped in that thin red robe, her hair slightly messy, and her lips parted like she had just been caught mid-breath. My eyes dragged over her before I could stop myself. From her perfect lips to her collarbone, to her soft looking cleavage, down to her creamy thighs. Suddenly, something else hit my nose, a scent I was familiar with and had recently had me addicted- her arousal. The air was filled with the sweet scent of her pussy. My jaw tightened. Fuck. She had just touched herself. My chest rose sharply. Something dark and possessive curled low in my stomach. My dick twitched instantly, straining painfully against my jeans.

Amelia was lying on the bed like a goddess waiting to be worshipped. She wore a sheer black babydoll that left almost nothing to the imagination. The thin fabric clung to her full, heavy breasts, her hard nipples clearly visible. The hem barely reached the top of her thighs, and her legs were slightly spread, one hand lazily circling her clit as she waited for me. The moment I closed the door behind me with a soft click, she looked up. A hungry, victorious smile spread across her face. “There’s my brave boy,” she purred softly, her voice low and dripping with lust. “I knew you’d come. Come here, baby. Mommy’s been waiting for you.”

'Did you meet Amber first before Jessie? He looked at her; 'Susan, this is......' 'This are questions I need you to answer about whether or not it is Amber you want or Jessie.' Is this lady kidding him right now? 'Of course, it is Amber I want.' He said looking at his friend 'Describe her.' 'Babe.' Lucky looked at her, confused but she shook her head. He looked at the internal parts of car and suddenly he came out dreamingly. 'Amber is the quiet and the most beautiful woman I have ever met, her anger is like a volcano; she has that dark eyes like night, she has a long silk soft long chocolate hair.....'

The brunet held his breath when Ray leaned over, catching his lips in a quick yet burning kiss. "Arms up." Ray murmured against his lips. Justin didn't hesitate, following the Ray's words. He's a slave of Ray at the moment, slave of the heat and lust he had casted on him. Ray tugged at the hem of his shirt, slowly lifting it up above his head, exposing his upper body for the Ray to see. There's pure lust in Ray's eyes when he gawked over Justin, eyes raking up and down his exposed skin. He hovered on top of the brunet, admiring the smooth honey colored skin of the beauty in front of him.

“I beg you Miss Dubois to please let me keep fucking you even after my child is inside you. It would be an honor milady to service you in whatever ways you so desire…” She exhaled, “I may possibly be persuaded sir,” her grin turned wicked, “so while you’re down there, you may as well make the best of it and try and convince me…” “As you wish milady.” He parted her knees and his head disappeared between her thighs. His tongue was certainly a persuasive argument indeed. A girl could get used to this for fucking sure. She moaned as his tongue worked its magic against her quivering cunt. It didn’t take very long for Amber to be sold on the idea of continuing their bedroom appointments long after

As she looked up, her breath caught in her throat because the man had a devilish grin playing in his lips and his gray eyes looking right into her soul, promising her the storm that was about to come. She inhaled his musky scent with the mixture of the wine and immediately, she regretted it. It was so addictive and she felt herself wanting for more. His face was so near that she couldn't help but be intoxicated by him. She gulped. "Let me clear one thing, Stacy," he said with a deep, authoritative voice, "I have paid for you already so, you are mine for this night."