Novel & Cerita Becky Lynch Hot

Then she brought the phone close to your faces, maximizing the naked photo of Becks. "Look at this," she whispered into your ear. "You've got your girlfriend naked in your arms, and your Best Friend With Major Benefits sucking your cock. And the sexy secretary at work was willing to send you a nude picture. Look at Becks' tits; aren't they hot? And she's got that toned stomach. I bet you'd like to run your tongue across her tummy and tease her." "M'so kinky," Sabrina mumbled around your cock. You were breathing deeply, switching from staring at the naked photo of Becks to Gemma's tits pressed against your side, then down to Sabrina as she slowly sucked your dick and watched your facial expre

“Say it. Say what you want me to do.” “Don’t stop….oh god, don’t stop….” Rebecca pulled back just enough to look up at her, mouth glistening. “Pathetic little slut. You’re begging already, and I’ve barely touched you.” Then she latched onto Lucy’s clit, sucking hard, tongue flicking rapid fire. Lucy’s whole body shook, her cries muffled against her own hand as orgasm tore through her. Rebecca didn’t stop. She kept licking, kept sucking, riding out every tremor until Lucy’s knees gave out and she collapsed against her. Only then did Rebecca stand, licking Lucy’s wetness off her lips with a wicked grin.

The city lights glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft glow over her bare skin. A soft moan slipped from her lips as she slid two fingers beneath the lace, circling her swollen clit. On the large TV mounted on the wall, the video played loud enough for her to hear every filthy word. “Daddy’s little girl has been so bad today,” the deep male voice growled from the screen. “Look at that wet pussy dripping for punishment.” Becky’s back arched, her free hand squeezing one of her full, perky breasts. Her nipples were tight and aching. She was soaked—embarrassingly soaked. The kind of wet that made her thighs slick.

Author's POV After such a wonderful sex, Lydia was on her way home when she received a call again, “So have you checked it out now?” Becky asked, causing Lydia to smirk. “Check what? I'm just stepping out of the spa. Fuck, Becky, I had the best sex in like forever. The guy was so good, I cried!” Lydia giggled at herself, but Becky yelled, “Fuck girl, check the fucking mail!” She hung up. Lydia looked at the phone with furrowed brows, “What's up with her?” As she spoke, she went to check her mail.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

Having said his piece, he turned and headed out the door of the club. Drake stood there for a minute, taking in the love and loyalty that his friend had for this woman. Turning, he headed back in his office and frowned as he thought over what Bill had said. The loyalty that he and Lucy had to this woman went deeper than their loyalty to the club, and that was saying something. As he thought about the woman he had had coffee with last night, he ran down all of the information that he had on her, as of this moment. He started with vital statistics. Age, approximately 35. Height: 5'6. Brown hair, brown eyes. Clear skin that suggested good health. While she wasn't overweight, she wasn't skinny e

I know she’s more experienced than the others because she’s older, and the lust in her scent is already filling up the room. She sits up, and her eyes flash Beta gold. “Liam, are you—” “Shh,” I say as I push her down again. “Just tell me you want this just as badly as I do.” “Yes…” she whimpers and that’s all the incentive I need. I get in between her legs and rip her silk nightdress from her body. The sounds she makes as I lave her nipples with my tongue get me harder and I grind my cock in between her folds, finding her wet already.

They both chorus and I gave them a suspicious look. "Who?" I asked, trying to act as if I was not aware of who they were talking about right now. "Lycan king Xyrus of course," Beatrice answered and lowered her head to match my height. "Tell us." She probed further when she realised I wasn't going to talk. "He is okay," I replied. "Okay? Guess the rumors are true after all. Is he an elderly man and those side profile pictures taken are actually a lie?" Eleanor asked in a surprise tone.

He was teetering on the edge of losing control and marching back up the stairs to claim the woman who had invaded his house. But that would be wrong… right? He couldn’t sleep with his daughter’s nanny, no matter how much he wanted to. But now that he had seen what she had been hiding behind that conservative suit, he didn’t know how he would resist her. Becky dried herself off and dressed in her shortie pajamas. Her skin seemed super sensitive as she dragged the cotton over her body and she gave in to the tremors as she erupted in goosebumps. She had never been so thoroughly eye-fucked before and it left her wanting and needy. The way his eyes had devoured her had heated her blood to the poi

I raised an eyebrow, prompting her to elaborate. Just as she was about to speak, her attention shifted towards Milandro passing by. "Becca!" Lynda whined. When I remained unmoved, she shot me an irritated glare and leaned closer, whispering in my ear. "He wants a quickie." I gasped, utterly taken aback, but refrained from saying anything. "Now you understand," Lynda insisted. "Come on, I can't deny him anything. Besides, we haven't had a chance for days. I'm sexually frustrated, Becca."