Briar Rose Porn Novels & Stories

She’d envisioned candles, romantic music and her mate that couldn’t keep his hands off her. “Take your clothes off, Reese. I have to have you,” Bryan said in a gruff voice as he pulled away from her and took his shirt off. Reese looked at him for a few seconds and started undressing. Maybe it wasn’t exactly like she’d imagined it would be, but he was still her mate. Bryan pushed her down on the bed, the material feeling slightly dusty against her naked skin. His fingers rubbed roughly over her slit and he pressed down hard on her clit. Reese gasped, not in pleasure, but at the slight discomfort it had created.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

Briar I swivel my hips and watch as Quinn's hands come up to my hips and his head tilts back as his eyes close with a groan. I slip my bra off and throw it across the room, his eyes popping open as he registers the sound. He smiles warmly at me, his hand coming up to cup my breast, squeezing it gently before he trails the pad of his thumb across my nipple. I moan at the sensation. I've never really enjoyed it before, but somehow everything Quinn does to me feels so good.

After Ara said that, he immediately felt the strap of her bra and was taking it off. "Wait, what are you doing? What am I hearing?" Robin said but the girl didn't answer him, so he just swallowed deeply and nervously. "Okay, I'm done." He said as Robin faced him again, but his eyes closed immediately when he saw the bra the girl was holding. "Ara! what are you doing?" it said in shock. "Hey finally! I feel like I'm breathing easier now." He said lamely while waving his bra in front of the young man.

She confessed almost immediately under questioning. She claimed the pill she had given Adrian was something she had spent a fortune on and bought from a self-proclaimed holy man at an old chapel in a remote village. She insisted she only wanted to cure him and had no idea it was poisonous.

He gentley put me up against the wall, his arms trapping me in. "Mmmm.... You smell so fucking good." Wyatt purred in my ear as he sniffed my neck. Shivers went through my entire body. He grabbed ahold of my waist and pulled me towards him. Sparks. Holy shit! The sparks! That's the mate bond! I really did have a second chance mate! And dear Goddess, was he sexy. Tall, Handsome, Buff and covered in tattoos.

Yes, he's horny but he wanted to fuck another woman. He smiled at her and removed her hand near his crotch. “Some other time, Brooke. I still need to review some papers.” He reached for her cheeks and kissed her. It was funny how he never felt any electric friction when Brooke caressed him near his shaft, but he would instantly get a painful hard-on just by thinking about that woman. *** Brianna couldn’t control the shaking of her hands. She’s so nervous while waiting for the doctor. Today is the release of her mother’s medical examination. She’s been feeling sick these past few weeks and Brianna took her to the hospital for a check-up.

Patty grunted, “put it inside of me, please! You’re driving me crazy.” Gracie giggled in a tone that was far too innocent for what she was doing. Then she pressed her tongue within Patty. “Ohhh!” Patty cried out, her chest heaving and pressing deeper within Rina’s mouth. “Yes, yes!” Rina sucked on her nipple hard, pulling it up and away from her body until it was being stretched. Patty whimpered and used her free hand to grab onto the bed desperately. “You know,” Gracie pulled back then, her fingers rubbing against Patty’s clit, “I think she needs some cum.” Her eyes lighted on Barry. “Come here, Barry. I think she needs to be stretched by a big, black, cock.”

Lee was sure of it. Bri let out a low moan, her breath ragged as she yanked harder at the nape of the woman between her legs. She was close—so close—but her mind was already somewhere else. Detached. Numbed. Her release hovered just out of reach, like a cruel joke. This wasn’t going to do it. She squeezed her eyes shut, shutting out the hotel room, the girl, the smell of expensive sex lingering in the air. And instead, she summoned the image that had been haunting her every waking moment—and her dreams.

Stepsister Begs for More. Dozens of videos. All of them featuring girls who looked suspiciously like me—same long dark hair, same curvy hips, same innocent face getting ruined. I clicked one. The girl was on her knees, moaning exactly like I sounded in my own fantasies. The guy behind her was pounding deep, growling, “Take it, little sis…” Heat flooded my core. My pussy clenched so hard I whimpered. I was soaked. Without thinking, I shoved my hand down my shorts, fingers sliding through my slick folds. I was dripping. I circled my swollen clit, biting my lip as the girl on screen took every inch.