Cass Holland Sexy Novels & Stories

He ruffled his fingers through her hair. Cassandra smirked. "Something scandalous. Something sexy, powerful and mind controlling. Something... Dangerous." Her smile grew wider as she raised her glass back to her lips and this time, downed the rest of the content. Dan could only wonder what she was talking about. Dangerous but sexy? What exactly did she have in mind?

Damnit, where isy vibrator. Sarah: Em, this isn't about you. Emily: I know, but her describing the sex has made me horny Sarah. Sarah: You are always horny Emily Emily: I know that too. Sex is life... Cassie pressed her face into the duvet to muffle the manic giggle that burst out of her. Cassie: I honestly didn’t know i was capable of making that much sound he looked up at me with those stupidly pretty eyes like he’d just discovered fire

Cassie pressed against my side, hand slipping under my hoodie again. “Shocked, baby? It’s okay. Watch how good it feels to be used.” Her fingers pinched my nipple hard, making me yelp. “Your little crush on me? This is what I crave. Getting fucked senseless, sharing sluts like you.” She nodded to Taylor, who crawled over with a grin. “Help me strip the nerd.” Taylor’s hands were everywhere, yanking my hoodie off, leggings down, exposing my dripping panties. “Fuck, look at this innocent pussy,” Taylor cooed, ripping my undies aside. “Cassie, taste her.”

The blonde looks up at me from his shoulder as she brushes her strands of hair behind her ear. Coen turns to look at me as he clears his throat. " A minute." I tip my head to the exit. He sighs. " Hi, Asa." Cassandra greets. I turn to look at her, taking in her outfit. Her black top is too tight and it's spilling out her breasts. The leather skirt she's wearing is extremely short and it matches her leather thigh high boot. Cassandra is pretty but too crazy.

' Cassandra got tired of it and finally snapped cutting off Halbert. "No!" She moved closer to Christopher and reached her hands into his pants grabbing hold of his dick. "I'm going to do exactly what everyone would think. I intend to fuck him like my life depends on it!" She screamed. ... "You must be joking, Cassandra honestly." "By the gods! How dense are you!?" She howled and yanked Christopher's pants down showing her hands wrapped firmly around Christopher. Halbert's mouth dropped, he kept looking at Cassandra and following her arm down, then back to her face, then back down. His face turned red with anger.

Oh, the pleasure is divine, and I haven’t even gotten naked yet. Cassius throws my boots and jeans aside. He rises and crashes his lips to mine. With a flourish, he kicks off his boots and tosses his hat to a corner of my room. He yanks off his jeans. Our fiery kiss continues, igniting shooting stars and sending electric sensations through my body. My core pulses and gushes, yearning for him to be inside me. I’m on the verge of losing my damn mind. His hard, thick length collides with my belly button as he tears off his shorts. I’m having a sensory overload, beyond words. Vaegon was around six inches with a massive thickness. But Cassius is more like seven inches and bigger than Vaegon. It’s

"Like this?" When Casandra's long hair is neatly tied. Cassandra's smooth neck looks very sexy. Eric Adam Apple started to move irregularly. Something strange happened to Eric. "What perfume are you wearing?" Eric closed his eyes. Eric's handsome face looks masculine when asleep. "Mmm just a cheap imitation perfume." Cassandra misbehaved. Eric opened his eyes. "Your body smells so good." Tbc

I was panting when I reached the end of the corridor and opened the door leading to the basement. Lalaine is the epitome of a beautiful woman. She looked gorgeous in her black sleeveless dress, moving fluidly as she ran to Sky, an unmistakable personality of an elite and a classy woman. With her, Sky didn’t need to get drunk to look at her with desire and… love.

His fingers brush between my legs and flick my swollen clit once. My head falls back on a broken moan. Cassian reaches for the camera on the table, then pulls a stool over and sits down between my spread thighs like he has all the time in the world. The red light glints off the lens as he lifts it. “Keep touching your pretty pussy,” he says. “I promise… I’ll only watch.”

He was built like a tank, his shoulders stretching the seams of a worn hockey jersey. I wanted to snarl, to tell the arrogant bastard to stop staring, but my heart skipped. Brandon had always told me Cass was a "low-blood scavenger" with a horse-faced scowl. Brandon was a liar. Cass was striking. High, sharp cheekbones, a jawline that could cut glass, and eyes the color of a winter storm. His hair was thick and dark, long enough to... Well, it didn't matter. Brandon had also told me Cass was only interested in males, which meant he was definitely not looking at me.