Brad Mondo Nude Novels & Stories

he murmured, taking them into his mouth. “Oh god,” I moaned, arching into his face. “Keep going.” His lips moved lower to my stomach, his mouth hot against the cold air. “Lie back." I hesitated, the concrete hard beneath the blanket. “Here? It’s dirty.” “Don’t care,” he growled, pulling my scrub pants down. “I need you now.” I kicked off my pants and laid down. Brad settled between my legs, his lips kissing my inner thighs. “You’re so fucking wet already..."

Woman, anyone can't imagine this perfect figures crying and drinking because of Woman. The almighty Brayden is well known as a Man slut that have all types of women he wants at anytime he wants them. He was seen crying, complaining about a lady. This is a big topic of gossip and no one dares talks about somethghrreng like that out of bar. He will wrecked everything including their boss, that Vip room workers knows everything they see should remind there.

His hands were clenching her naked hips hard enough to leave bruises as she rode him, crying out with every mutual thrust. Standing there watching his gorgeous wife being loud, intensely erotic and fucking the crap out of another man like she hadn’t done to him in years was almost too much. Then Brad realized how hard he was. His mind might have been screaming at him to stop what was happening, but his cock was telling him to keep watching. And to enjoy himself. Her body was so sexy, riding on top of a big cock and moaning while clutching at her breasts. The sounds coming out of her made her wonder if she had been faking it with him for quite a while, because he hadn’t heard moans like she w

Brad looked at me for a moment, and then, because he was Brad and apparently incapable of letting sincerity exist without dragging humor through it first, he glanced past me at Ronan and Caelan. “Can I answer honestly, or do I have to make it sound noble because the two overprotective husbands are standing there?” Ronan arched a brow. “Watch yourself.” Caelan didn’t bother hiding his smirk. I waited. Brad let out a quiet breath and looked away, this time not toward the ground, but toward the cabins where everyone was still settling in. “I’m fine,” he said, and then corrected himself before I could call him on it. “No. That’s a lie. I’m not exactly thrilled that the Moon Goddess handed me a m

He was probably just imagining— “Hey Brad.” Brad turned and looked back toward Bias, who still stood among the Mysteries. “Now that I know you sometimes walk around your house naked,” the young man said with a crooked grin and a wink, “I’ll be sure to snap a lot of pictures at the windows during my next tour.”

Not now, not after everything. I pushed the bedroom door open, and the sight before me froze me in place. There, in the dim light of the room, Chloe was on the bed, naked, tangled in the sheets. And Brad, equally exposed, was on top of her, thrusting with a desperation that made my stomach turn. Chloe's back arched, a throaty moan escaping her lips. The sight of them, so entwined, so caught up in their moment, felt like a dagger to my chest.

Karen clawed at Monde's arm. "You're a monster," Monde speaks up, pinning Karen against the wall. "A stain on this earth. I want nothing more than to end your pathetic life," she said squeezing harder. I watched as Karen's face turned red, along with her bloodshot eyes as she attempted to pry Monde's hand off of her; a continuous failed attempt. "But you'll not die by my hands. If anyone is to kill you, you little vermin, it's the ones you wronged," she said. "Whatever you know about me, you best keep your mouth shut or you'll be counting your days," after that, Monde stepped back and let Karen drop to the floor, gasping for air.

Chapter 50 The Secret Video Tape Red Fox Clan Brad’s POV “How is your arm now?” Brad asked, placing soft k**ses on Brittany’s arm. They are currently in his room, enjoying their lovely moment. She rested her head properly on his chest, smiling at the way he treats her like a queen. Brad picked up the remote control from the side stool close by and changed the station of the Tv. It displays the past event of the Hybrid contest, showing the judges and those that were performing.

I said, looking down at his pants. Bradley looked at me sharply, and with loud curses he let go of my legs and bent down to take the phone out of his pants. I, for my part, stood there like an idiot staring at his huge, perfectly toned naked body. This man was a hot god, very sexy and ready to fuck me. However, my thoughts were interrupted when he finally answered the call. “It better be the damn kingdom burning down or you're going to wish you were dead for interrupting me!” Bradley shouted, clutching the phone with all his might.