Brooke Monk Hot Novels & Stories

.Caught Between Two Sisters (10) "Shame, I bet you're hard for me right now aren't you? Picturing my little body naked on your bed? Fûcking myself." Brooke moaned a little louder. "I am." I told her, forgetting where I was. "Oh fuck, I'm so full right now," Brooke moaned out, "I'm fucking my cunt for you baby, do you like that?" "Yes." I told her, putting a bit more pressure onto my cock.

Mostly, she hated to be exposed to people, even though she had a gorgeous body; 5'5" with generous 34C perky breasts that didn't require a bra, svelte curves and a round firm ass; she didn't like having her body on view. Often she would have sex wearing most of her clothes, or some kind of sexy outfit, rather than even letting her partners have full access to her body. Although she didn't really consider herself bisexual, she'd had several very pleasant encounters with other women. Brooke on the other hand was willing to be submissive or dominant in bed, however she had moral drawbacks in that she considered anal and lesbian sex to be morally wrong (not to mention extremely dirty). However,

She screamed. I took the phone from her and saw the newest tabloid. The paparazzi captured a picture of Monique and I by the pool, lips locked. What they didn't capture was me pushing her away and firing her. You can make any picture look bad if you catch it at the right moment. "Lynn, it's not what you think..." "No? Well, what about this one?!" She stole the phone back from me, scrolled a bit, and showed me again. "Fuck," I hissed out as I stared down at Brooke Saddle naked on my lap with her tits in my face and my eyes straight down at them. "This isn't what you think either."

Nathan said, face hidden, still toweling his wet hair. Brooke snapped around at Nathan’s voice, still holding the catalog in her hands. The nickname was a recent development, and Brooke liked it. Her mouth went dry at the sight of nearly naked Nathan standing in front of her, towel around his waist, droplets of water streaming down his chest and toned abs. She could see Nathan’s long legs and strong arms flexing as he dried his beautiful wet hair. Brooke felt herself getting flushed, feeling hot and cold at the same time; her thundering in her chest at the blatant display of masculinity in front of her. Her mind filled with sudden dirty thoughts of how she could ravish Nathan then and there

Brandon replied, “let’s go to the beach after school.” ~DAMON AND BROOKE~ “What are you going to do at the beach?” Damon asked his sister. “Well, I’m not getting in the water,” Brooke replied. She had made her big brother meet her after school to bring some things that she would need for a day at the beach. Damon was happy to help, partly because he wanted to see Kahlan. He had called and texted a few times and never got any responses. He wondered if he had done anything to make her mad. He also wondered if the guy that she was hanging out with her had her preoccupied. “I’m just going to enjoy being out.”

ACE Everyone knew Brooke Hamilton as the most successful young model in the country. She'd adored far and wide for the charitable organizations she runs and the way she owns ever runway, as well as how every article of clothing she advertises sells out in hours of being launched. But her industrial and influential personality isn’t her best quality, her best qualities are taking my dick as deeply as possible, strangling around it or choking on it…. Or riding like she was on a horseback, just like she was doing right now.

My nipples were stiff peaks now, obvious through my shirt, and I knew he saw. Heat pooled low in my belly, dirty and unwanted and way too strong. “Welcome to the program, Brooke,” he said quietly. “Let’s get started.”

"I just said yes to her because you were dancing with that Mouth person." "Mouth isn't some slut who will try and sleep with me!" She argued that he would even compare her sweet Mouth to Rose. "How am I supposed to know if he is or isn't?" Jaxx questioned. "I mean his name is Mouth, I feel like someone nicknamed Mouth couldn't be sweet and innocent," he said not getting why she started to laugh a little. "Broody you are so cute," Eve got over her mood, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Mouth got the nickname Mouth because he talks all the time about sports," she shakes her head. "Any other reason, I do not know."

Brooke asked, "Has Dad become a monk?" "What are you talking about? Haven't you completely woken up?" Rosalie was confused. "Only a monk could sit with a beautiful woman in his lap without touching her. Any normal man would have made a move on you already. Dad is too honorable. On the other hand, you're hopeless. Couldn't you come up with a plan?" Brooke questioned.

Karen's lips pull down into a frown as she shakes her head, "Once, Tamara shared with me that she thinks Brooke does everything for attention, but we all know this isn't the truth." "I enjoy having Brooke around, she has this personality that instantly makes to feel better, and she is always smiling." Monica looks at Brooke and waves at her when she sees her watching in our direction. Brooke instantly returns her smile and waves at us before passing down drinks to the guys in front of the bar. Excusing myself, I walk to Brooke when she beckons me to her. "Hey, I made this new fruit cocktail." She smiles and places an orange-colored drink in front of me in a cocktail glass.