Brett Cooper Nudes Novels & Stories

I asked, getting everyone’s attention. Cade glanced at me before he looked down. Just before he touched it, his fingers hesitated. “A picture.” Slowly, he stood up. Jaw clenched, and I finally saw some anger in him. Brett snatched it away. Walking up behind her, I wanted to see too. A very naked Brett hung from the rafter. Blood ran down her body. Her clothes were on the floor, catching the blood as it fell. Obviously, fist marks covered her, but it was the anger in her eyes that made me proud.

I’m frozen in place, holding my girlfriend’s hand, watching his cock glide in and out of her. Jesus, he’s big. Longer, thicker, and filling her more than I ever could. He eases back, allowing me to see every inch of his huge, come-soaked erection. He aims the tip at her stomach – his length is so huge that it almost touches her skin, even though he’s kneeling above her – and jerks the base with one hand. Brett groans in triumph and unloads on my girlfriend. She coos, loving the feeling of his hot, sticky semen erupting over her skin.