Ashley Johnson Hot Novels & Stories

He still has his hand on my waist, our body was still in touch, and his tall figure was hard to justify with my smaller one. But it is what it is! I am Ashely Brooke, a no-one of New York City, who has started dating Blake Jensen, A popular billionaire of our country.

Liana nodded her head. "I need ta findz a boyferiend." Ashley moaned leaning back in her seat looking up at ceiling. "Ams still heaar." John yelled out holding up his finger while he was face down on the table, "I says boyfernd! If Ise wanted pussy I'dz takes Lianars here!" Ashley leaned around Collen wrapping an arm around Liana and him. "HAHA!" Liana began laughing hysterically. John would have had a hard time hiding his grim face if he weren't already face down on the table. He then smiled and turned his head to the side looking at Ashley.

With that hammer hit hard, the audience in the live broadcast room just woke up like a dream. [@hhh: This necklace…Ashley really took it?] [@jyt: @ASHLEY if you want a confidante, I am 6’2 with four-packed abs and good hygience! Applying to be your boy toy!] Many reacted under this comment which earned a myriad of reactions from the passersby and viewers. [@jyt: Rich woman look at me, look at me! I am willing to do anything you ask me to do!] On the other hand, Ashley didn't know if Jaxon would be unhappy after she swiped the money. That was 88 million dollars at all.

Olivia moaned, her body spent. Asher pulled his fingers out of her pussycat and licked them clean. He then stood up and took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body. Olivia's eyes widened as she saw his hard cock; she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. Asher climbed onto her, positioning himself between Olivia's legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussycat, teasing her. "Please, Asher," Olivia begged.

Ashley shut her eyes tightly, trying to process what just happened. She opened her eyes and staring at her in the face was Claire, Alex's girlfriend. Fury burned her face bright red. "Who the hell do you think you are to lay your filthy hand on me?"Ashley yelled, her chest moving upward and downward repeatedly as she breathed heavily. "And who the f**king hell do you think you are to talk back at him? Do you know who he is?" Claire snapped.

Alpha Asher's voice was deep and husky. Even with the cold breeze outside, I felt much too hot. I didn't care if it was in this damp alley way, my pussy was begging to be filled. I wanted Alpha Asher to tear my dress from my body and take me where I stood. "Yes, yes Alpha." I whimpered, my pussy grinding against Alpha Asher's hand harder. "Cum for me, Lola." Alpha Asher growled, his obsidian eyes locked on my own. "I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum." I whimpered, my legs shaking with the pleasure Alpha Asher was bringing me.

Ryan’s voice broke my thoughts. “Alpha, it’s true… it’s owned by George Harrison,” he said. “But Ashley isn’t here. Maybe… she’s still heartbroken. That’s why she hasn’t returned.” Ashley Harrison. I exhaled, my jaw tightening. I remembered her clearly: the pleading eyes, the soft voice, the desperate attempts to charm me. She wasn’t pretty—not the way I preferred beauty—and she didn’t excite me. Her fire wasn’t there. Her strength wasn’t there. She wasn’t someone I could crave or admire in that sense.

Quickly opening his eyes, he saw Ashlyn standing right in front of him, teary eyed. She moved even closer and hugged him tightly, pressing her succulent chest against his firmly and caressing his neck. "You don't miss me one bit?" She asked, moving her lips to his neck and sucking on it. "Ashlyn, stop." Leone spoke. "You want this. We both want this. I want you." Ashlyn said, pulling him even closer as her hands reached down, rubbing on his dick over his pants. "Ash..." "I know you consider me to be just a whore and a cheap slut. I'll be all that for you if I could have you inside me one more time."

The figure said softly. "Are you going to just do what I ask of you?" She raised her voice at him. "I'm sorry I will have to turn you down, I can't do it, get someone else to do it for you." Ashley stood up, their gaze locked together, she unties her robe and allow it fall to the ground, revealing her naked body. She pulled the duvet out of him and grab his balls in her hands, gently stroking it. A moan slip through his mouth as she took everything in her mouth, making him moan loudly.

My eyes darted to Zoey just in time to see her slip a tiny remote from the strap of her thong and press it, her gaze never leaving mine. “Ready for Sasha Fierce?” She teased, the corner of her lips curving into that smirk that made my cock throb hungrily inside my pants. I let out a short breath, unable to look away. I leaned backwards, my back to the bed’s headboard. “Show me what Sasha Fierce has got.” Her grin deepened, a spark flashing in her eyes as she circled the pole. Her fingers glided along the metal slowly, her hips rolling in time with the beat. Slowly, smooth, controlled, and absolutely wicked.