Brett Cooper Nsfw Novels & Stories

I turned to Henry and said, "Could you please check the system one more time and see if my information can be displayed now?" Right in front of everyone, Henry searched the system interface again. This time, my family information finally appeared in full. It listed clearly, "Father—Gideon Linden." The truth left everyone dumbfounded. Frankie stood trembling in the back, unable to believe what he was seeing. He stammered, "S-So the person we've been slandering this whole time… i-is really Mr. Linden's daughter!" His words echoed what everyone else was thinking. Only then did they realize what they had done. Not only had they accused the boss' daughter of having an affair with her own father,

The past week was like torture and she had bottled up everything in her heart, only to let it out at a right time. “Fuck off you desperate hoe.” Lorenzo whispered. Elena looked at him with an arched eyebrow. “Oh? I thought I was a desperate slut?” She sassed back. “Better if you keep your mouth closed, the past week was heavenly when you were not here.” Shane spoke as he got up and strolled towards Maddie. “And dont ever fucking treat my mother like that.” He seethed out. The boys nodded except Ryder who looked at her with his curious eyes. He was the silent one, observant out of all of them.

Therefore, sitting here has suddenly became so unentertaining. “It’s boring,” Brett said. He closed the folder, and he leaned on his desk. With his cheek on the table, his finger tapped his phone and unlocked the screen multiple times. Until now, he’s waiting for either Chandler or Adam to call him. ‘Serious. Until when they are going to stay like this?’ Speaking of Adam, Brett remembered that he sold him out by telling his sister where Adam lives and what’s the passcode in his house. “My sister did not rape Adam, right?” he asked, and bit his lips because he thought that it might be possible.

Brett was looking for prominence as a victim, his eyes looked at her with disappointment, but it was fake, because he knew perfectly well what had happened during that night. “I don't understand, I don't remember anything” she turns to look at him, he was without underwear, to tell the truth at that moment the image that Brett offered was stunning, even though he had just gotten up, he looked spectacular and fresh, his large member showed him the desire he felt for Camille, his pectorals were appetizing, all of him for any other woman was a delicacy, and of course he showed off that, but with Camille it didn't work that way, she just wanted to get out of there and remember that he had spent

he warned her then “send me the link to your vlog” Brittany quickly took out her phone and then paused “I don’t know your social media handle” Cole scanned her QR code and added her then she sent him the link soon Cole made a post of he giving Brittany a kiss. Brittany was the first to view it. The caption read [Guys check out Wifey’s blog, she’s entertaining!] he had dropped the link at the end of the post. Brittany was beyond stunned she jumped and clung to him in a warm embrace while Cole tried to push her away.

Cole’s eyes grew wide as he watched her squat over him. Brea grabbed his hard cock and aimed it up as she lowered herself onto it and impaled herself in one erotic downward shove. Cole’s body jumped and then stiffened as he groaned loudly. Brea then proceeded with said raping of her fiancé as she stroked her pussy up and down over his erection with a fevered pace. Cole reached up and tweaked both nipples with his fingers and he was panting harder than she was. “Brea, you are one hot babe!” He met her thrusts with his own.

Fucking bitch, you can have him…. Cooper dragged me down the stairs to the living room. I struggled to keep up with Brittany tailing behind. He pushed me to the couch and brought out documents from his briefcase. The bell rang and Brittany opened the door like she was already expecting someone. Two huge muscular men came in, they were putting on security uniforms. “I’m going to untie you and remove the gag, sign the divorce papers, and get the fuck out, either we do this the easy way or the hard way”, Cooper said coldly and I knew he would make good of the threat.

Yes ‘my’ not ‘our’ because I use every opportunity, even the slightest to get possessive. Beauty and brains! Shoot me!! Mr. Brett is his name. Gosh, his name also screams sexy. He is drop-dead stunning, hot as steam. I could literally salivate looking at him. Mr. Brett was obviously a rebel. He has so many visible tattoos and a bad temper. He was not exactly my taste in guys, but somehow, I managed to fall head over heels in love with him.

Her gaze was fixated on nothing out the dirty window as she concentrated on breathing in and out. What is it that I'm supposed to be doing again? She asked herself as she stood at the cracked laminated counter. Oh, right, coffee. She looked back at him over her shoulder to see if he'd caught her little lapse. Big mistake! His muscles moved as he reached in and out of the bags, like some kind of well-orchestrated dance. And his ass did things to jeans that she was pretty sure were illegal in small towns like Silver Springs.