Barbara Reading Novels & Stories

"Freda, go ahead then" ***********

he asked and I glanced up at him. "Why on Earth should I lie to you over a book someone wrote?". "I don't know, I just don't believe you didn't have a glimpse of it. Well, if you insist you haven't read it then you will do that tonight. Infact I'll have Barbara read a chapter to your hearing since she's a perfect reader that reads with enthusiasm" he grinned at me and I frowned at him. "What do you mean you'll have Barbara read to me? Am I a child that needs someone to read to his hearing or am I an illiterate?" I asked offensively. This is getting serious for him to suggest a thing like that.

Sure, I might've been silently roasting them in my head, but I swear my lips never moved. "You said I was—beep, beep, beep, beep—" Alicia stammered, visibly flustered. I gave her a perplexed look. "What's wrong with your language settings? Did your system crash?" Harvey jumped in, continuing where she left off. "You just said—beep, beep, beep, beep, beep—" 'Oh, great. Does the Stone Family have some kind of contagious disease? Should I make a run for it before it's too late?'

I want to listen to more of their conversation, but then I feel a tap on my shoulder, and an airy whisper near my cheek, “Grant, it’s so lovely that you’re here.” I turn to see Barbara standing there, a flirtatious smile on her lips. Her blonde hair is styled with curls falling around her shoulders. Her makeup is impeccable, if not a bit much, with dark eyeliner and bright red lipstick. I don’t intend to glance down, but she steps toward me, practically thrusting her bosom under my nose, so I can’t help but notice how inappropriately low-cut her bright red gown is. Does this woman know what a viewing is?

“Oops, I’m starving. I can eat a horse” Barbara said as she rubbed her palms together after placing her order. She and Willow were now in a restaurant where they were going to eat. It was already past five in the evening. They got delayed because of Barbara’s indecisiveness when it came to picking Willow’s outfits for the duration of the party. It was plain that she wanted Willow to be the best dressed, and they both knew that it wasn’t just to outshine Rumi but also because of something else that neither of them cared to mention.

You need your strength. I smiled like a fucking fool to the warm feeling I got reading the letter. I read it again much slower. I had been with so many women in such a short time but Barbra was something different and I realized there was no denying it. Eating her pussy had been an experience worth dying for. Worth dying for...

Sneak Peek: The Cornwall’s Core [Book 2 of The Elemental Lovers series] Barbara Brown’s POV After I heard Lea’s speech about her sister’s wedding, I could not keep my tears from flowing. It was so beautiful and memorable. She was one good speaker. “toast,” I shouted as she toasted for her sister and Amber came running at her. I smiled before I smiled at them.

She whines under her breathe The queen appears with three big books, dropping them on the table "Here, you are to read this, this will prep you". Baara scratches the back of her head " You expect me to read all of these?" Atara nods "Yes, is there a problem?". Baara gulps "Yes actually, I can't read". Atara smirks "Did his highness pick you up from a pigs pit? What kind of Nobel woman can't read in this era". Suddenly one of the maids whispers in the queen's ear, Atara's eyes widen "What!" She exclaimed

I murmured softly. Barbara’s face drained of color. “How did you know?"

Without wasting any more time, I get up and reach over the towel; covering my naked body then I take a deep breath. Barbara is the hottest woman in town, she has green eyes and most importantly she is a brunette, her breasts are sexy and hot not small or huge, they just fit my palms and I love it, plus she is a 45-year-old woman, we know in that age they are not an amateur anymore but a pro. “Look, Lena, I should have told you that I was already in the parking lot when we were on the phone,” she sighed. "Babe, I’m sorry…” Barbara tried to reach over my arms, but I stopped her by raising my hands.