Ashley Johnson Hot Novels & Stories

I wondered to myself. “Okay gentlemen! This is our No 27 Ashley Johnson. She is eighteen years old and the best part about her is that she Is a virgin. Yes that is right, a virgin! Young, fresh and untouched. So let’s start bidding from $10,000”. The host announced.

“The alpha king is a total a&&hole.” I gave Ashley a look. “How can you possibly tell that without meeting him?” I asked. “Look at him, Jenna.” “I am looking at him.” “Do you see how hot he is?” “Ashley, you are mated,” I scolded her. “So what? I’m not dead. That male is H-O-T.” “Ashley!” “Oh, come on. Don’t be a bore. Look at him. Tell me I’m wrong.”

Who the hell is Ashley? Is she his girlfriend?!

If she weren't in so much pain, perhaps she would be calm, but her entire body was so fucking hot. "Are you sure this is just your stomach?" Alex asked carefully. A hand lifted to Ashly's hip, squeezing ever so gently to urge the omega to roll back over and look at him. "Ashly, are you? Could you maybe be in heat? You know, I am sure you are in heat". "SHUT-UP YOU FUCKER."

Ashley, nestled on top DJ, was enjoying the feel of the satiating aftermath of their heated passion. She placed head comfortably on his broad chest, idling tugging on the hair on his chest. “You're so hairy.” She commented. “You don't like it?” “I like it. It gives me something to play with.” “If you want something to play with,-” “I'm good with this, thank you.” Grasping his lewd tease, Ashley quickly cut him. DJ chuckled. “Spoil sport.”

After all, what was left to play for? Then Ashley started pacing back and forth across the room. Her springy hair bounced in time with her incredible boobs. "I'm so fucking horny. I don't fucking care what anyone calls. I'm fucking doing it." Very well then. I understood what Ashley was asking for. After all the hand jobs and the booby feels and the dry hump and the tongue bath, Ashley had to be pretty damn worked up. Also, if Emma and I had earned a round of applause for our little performance, then Ashley deserved a fucking standing ovation. So she had that going for her.

She needed to take only one tiny step backward to get herself flushed against his hard chiseled chest. She waited for him to move but he didn't. Just kept caging her between the counter and himself. Ashley had no idea what he was trying to do but she knew one thing that it had started to make an effect on her. Heat pooled between her legs when he took another step. His front pushed her into the counter. Ashley gulped hard not knowing how to react when something hard pocked her back.

She hadn't even looked at the hot search list yet, but the first news on the page made her freeze in place. "Jack Aiden, CEO of the Global Group, spent a good night with international A-lister Ashley." Although she already knew what had happened between them all night, when she saw this news, she couldn't help but tense up. She didn't read the details of the news carefully, but the photo attached to it hurt her eyes. Jack was still wearing the same suit as yesterday, holding hands with Ashley at the door of the hotel room. Ashley was wearing a very revealing camisole nightgown. His expression was indifferent, while Ashley looked shy. There were several other photos as well, all of Jack and A

God, she felt like her knees would give out the longer she stayed here. " What are you doing?" A cold voice cut through the silence of the room. Lisa yelped back, dropping the piece of clothing. Her eyes darted to see Asher standing behind her, with only a towel wrapped around his hips. He was still wet from his shower, his blond hair dripping water down his chiseled body, and the towel hung low on his hips. Lisa had to do everything within her power to not drool at the sight. She wanted to touch so badly, that her hands were itching by her side.