Carter Cruise Sexy Novels & Stories

Also, I knew she was trying to push herself. The final photo was perhaps her most teasing yet! Even more than when she wore my flannel earlier. The photo showed Cass in nothing but a towel, covering her upper mid-thigh to just above her chest! It was so erotic to see her with wet black curly hair, her strong hips still shining, and the muscles in her thighs attenuating tremendously. Her sexy body, combined with her playful smile... It was torture. On my way home I could hear two new texts. Fuck, I wasn't about to check while driving. So when I finally parked in our driveway, I grabbed my phone immediately and opened the messages. I quickly scrolled up and clicked the attachment.

Since Carla was his woman, she could wear whichever she wanted! Crista seemed that she did not want to sit down and eat with them. She went to the bedroom instead. Seeing that the bed and couch were messy, she could not help but wonder if Carla and William had sex last night. After all, she could tell from Carla's face that they had been intimate and happy. For some reason, she felt jealous. Why could she not feel such feelings? Why was it that it was only pain she could feel? Her heart and body hurt all the time!

I watched outside from the window as I placed my sweaty hands on my laps and again, I could feel his eyes boring a hole into my whole body. This is really not good. The car finally halted, and I breathe out deeply as relief washed my entire system. Finally! We both alighted from the car and the driver drove away, probably seeking a place to park or something. “Wow” I mumbled as I looked at the whole place with smiles on my face. It's a water park and it's so beautiful. I was still looking around in amusement when I felt a giant hand held mine ; I looked down at our entwined hands before averting my eyes to my sideways to look at his face and yes, I caught him staring at me, intensely.

NIVEA My generous curves seemed to captivate him completely. I watched his lips part and engorge, his cheeks flushing with lust. The way he stared at me—like I was Nefertiti, the goddess of love—made my pussy throb powerfully. A warm, traitorous wave of arousal flooded through my core. He drew in a sharp breath through his mouth and bit his lower lip hard.

I am a Santoro and I wasn’t born to be challenged like this. Not even the beasts of this world that I am living. And so, I turned around and faced him. “ Are you sure about that?” I asked, smiling sweetly and letting my fingertips trace the curve of his lips to further seduce him. Just when I was sure that he was under my spell, a cold smile twisted his lips. His enormous arms pulled my wrists towards him, making me stunned out of shock. “Don’t try to seduce me, Santoro. You might end up screaming real hard,” he winked before pushing me back into the car seat and starting the car.

Carter groaned. His eyes were on my body and his lips were curled into a pleasurable grimace. I placed my hands onto his muscular chest, using him to hold myself up as I dropped my weight down onto his cock. I felt so sexy there with him. My hair was a mess and fell lazily over my shoulders. I had no makeup on, since most of it had washed off in the ocean. Still, it made no difference. The way Carter touched me and looked at me made me feel like I was some kind of super model. I leaned forward and kiss him. Carter's hands slipped down to my ass and he gave it a squeeze. He held me in that position and began bucking his hips upward, plunging his length deep inside of me.

She was back to being a horny hussy. "I've developed an obsession with this sexy ass Mrs. Carter. Of course, I've always been obsessed with you but this is kind of different. I don't know why" his gaze, slid down her body, heating her and making her nipples tighten. He must have seen that too seeing as the T-shirt she wore didn't do much to cover anything and raised his eyes to her, asking for the go sign. "Well then, get on with it. Let's see how fast you can be" That was a challenge, one Max had pounced on. Laughing, he'd kicked her legs apart, snaking a hand between her thighs and dipping them inside her while his teeth grazed her neck.

Cursing, he grabbed random tubes and squeezed, his fingers leaving random trails of color on her body. She threw her arms above her head. “Put your hands on me. I need—” Then his paint-coated hands were tracking the hypersensitive skin from her wrists down to her armpits, making her skin a mass of gooseflesh. She writhed and arched beneath him, whimpering, craving this side of him, knowing this was who he was to her. “Here?” Carter’s hands plumped her breasts and his thumbs swept her nipples. “Yes. More.”

A moan escaped me and I felt Carter grin as he licked from my neck to my jaw. “After all this is just a taster for what your daughter will be doing?” Carter gloated as the man dropped to his knees. “Please she is only 13 don’t do this,” he begged as I squirmed the pressure building. Carter used his free hand to palm my breast and more wetness dripped between my thighs. I hated how my body betrayed me.

he said with a charming twisted mouth, expressing his amorous zeal. However, Gregory Wayle's promotions are lacking, yet his charisma was strong enough to encompass an incomprehensible longing in his supporters. Furthermore, paparazzi who are aware of his existence would undoubtedly daydream, and Caruss is one of them. "Damn! You are so f*cking hot! Ugh! You're driving me crazy, Greg. Why you're so attractive, huh?" Caruss looked up, as if he were going insane.