Dawn Wells Sexy Novels & Stories

Dawn blinked with surprise, the mere mention of those words sending a bolt of lust burning through her. His gaze snapped upward. "Dawn. Open it for me" He came close, already smelling the feminine hygiene of her arousal that made his insides turn rock hard. "I want to show you pleasure like never before, Dawn, please let me" he'd never wanted anyone else desperately. No woman had ever made him beg, no woman had ever made him lust to a point that his senses gave out to elation. Dawn sucked in a sharp breath. She had no time to feel self-conscious as his hands urged her legs apart, giving him more room to caress, more space to tickle her skin.

I touch her until she screams in pleasure. “This room is soundproof right?” She says as I remove my fingers from the now river between her legs. “Yes, Baby,” I tell her. The Queen of perfect timing. Just as I get lined up, Bella cries. “I’ll be right back,” Dawn gets up and puts on my tee shirt. It’s a freaking dress on her. SO HOT! I listen through the monitor.

With an enthusiasm I haven't experienced before, she glides up and down with a perfect combination of lips and tongue, moaning and slurping to add to the sensory experience. As I approach the edge, she pulls away in a cascade of saliva, leaving me rock-hard and desperate for more. She crawls up my body with a prideful grin, and I realise she's getting off on getting me off. Dawn enjoys giving pleasure, something I was never confident of with Kelly. 'Lost in your thoughts?' she coos as she straddles my waist. I return her smile. 'Just admiring the view.' 'Then allow me to improve it.' She archs her back and removes her top in a smooth motion, leaving her naked but for the thong's matching lac

I hurriedly readjusted my short sarong so it would reveal less flesh. “Hey gorgeous,” Dawin greeted. I turned my head in his direction, and I was jaw-dropped by his celebrity figure. Dawin was naked up to his waist; his fair chest was visible in the darkness. He looked well-toned and handsome—although it's nothing compared to that of Ethan's.

She actually rips my shirt off as her legs clamp around my waist, and I start unzipping the back of the dress that has been fucking with my head all night. Everything around me becomes forgotten. The sounds echoing through the room are raw and desperate, both of us seeking all we can get from the other before the illusion is shattered and we have to return to reality. “You’d better have a condom,” she says against my lips, making me smile. If she’s sober enough to think about protection, then she’s sober enough for us to do this. God knows I can’t stop now. “I’ve got plenty.” I say making her smile. Her kiss resumes an almost violent and punishing kiss that has my eyes trying to roll back in

Amber said. The woman names Dawn was a tall and beautiful woman, with a mole near her lips, perfect shape nose and a jawline, big black eyes, and long hair that reached her waist. Dawn moved her neck side by side as she looked at Amber and then sighed, “it’s been a while, Amber, what brings you here today?” Dawn said as she sat on a chair and kept her elbow on the table and her hand on her head. Amber looked at her with utter confusion before she asked, “What happened to you?”

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

Either way, he was about to get a private lesson from Delilah Voss, the queen of on-screen orgasms. The door knocked softly, and I smiled, adjusting the straps of my bra. "Come in," I called, my voice husky from all the moaning I'd done earlier. Jax stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He was even hotter up close— messy dark hair, sharp jawline shadowed with stubble, and a tight t-shirt that hugged his muscled chest. His jeans did nothing to hide the bulge already forming at the front. Nerves flickered in his green eyes, but there was hunger there too.

Dawn hissed out a breath and dug her fingernails into my shoulders. “Yes,” she whimpered. “More.” I grunted as I tried to control myself. I’d sunk myself into her so many times in the last month, but I couldn't ever get used to it. The feeling of her was so glorious. Even when I wanted to go slow, I ended up losing myself whenever I thrust inside her. Dawn wasn't helping either. She didn't care about my control. She wiggled her hips and begged for me to move. It was deadly

“I’ve been studying for three days. The Blood Moon Awakening isn’t that complicated. It’s just chanting a few spells and spilling some blood, right?” I nearly choked on my drink. “Josie, are you sure you understand the nature of the ritual?” “Of course! I’m not an idiot,” she said smugly. “And I’ve already prepared everything we need. You just wait and see my flawless performance!” The line went dead. I shook my head and went back to enjoying the quiet night. Three days later was the opening of my human friend Chloe’s modern art exhibition. I arrived at the gallery in a silver couture gown just as the reception was starting.