Eliza Ibarra Sexy Novels & Stories

He had chosen his two offerings carefully. Isabela, 29, a fiery local Carnival dancer with golden-brown skin, long dark curls, and a body built for sin — full, heavy breasts, narrow waist, and a round, juicy ass. And Camila, 24, her younger cousin — petite, smooth-skinned, with perky breasts and a tight, innocent-looking body that hid a very dirty mind.

Her sarcasm rolled off her tongue easily. “It's nothing much, just a powerful aphrodisiac that will make you h*rny as f*ck.” "Since your fiancée isn't here, I will allow you to have Felix one more time, you know, sisters helping each other out.” I held her hand seeking some form of balance, but she threw me off, causing me to fall. “Eliza, don't do this.” “Don’t worry you will enjoy it, just relax.” “My eyelids closed slowly, the whole room became blurry before everywhere eventually went pitch black.”

I replied to him, staring at Seliora. I could not particularly explain what I felt at the moment. On one hand, I felt so much anger to see her up on the stage but I could not help but stare at her red dress which fitted her perfectly, and her ocean green eyes which one could easily get lost in. “My name is Seliora, the daughter of Alpha Thane,” Seliora said. “As you all already know, your Alpha took me captive and has refused to let me go. He claims my father ravaged your pack and killed his mate but it's all a lie.”

- I patted her hands, flashing a pretentious smile towards the unnoticing reporters. Irina, stunned by my swift change in mood, gritted her teeth while holding up her pretentious smile. She knew that the jig was up, she chuckled drily - her eyes evasive. "Since we've met here, why don't we go on a shopping date together?. Miss Selene only picked a Chess piece, your tastes have changed overnight and i would love to know why." - She spoke softly, not wanting to falter in the eyes of the public.

This place is really expensive and people are dancing to loud music, others are also making out. "This place is for everyone. Laura you'll at the bar working with Marco the bartender" Isabella says , " come lemme introduce you to him" . We followed her to the bar area which is really big and beautiful. I see a guy standing there in all black dress, he comes closer to bar and smiles at us, greeting Miss Mendes

Author’s POV “ Speak up, I don't have a whole day for you, “ Ryan snorted, lifting his gaze up to Eliza, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. She couldn’t bring herself to look up at Ryan, his hateful gaze was already intimidating her that she began to have second thoughts about going with her plan. Ryan was sitting right across from her, on the large sofa of her suite room, where she has been staying for the last two days. Eliza, the woman with curves and curly hairs who once used to be the top most model choice for any clothing brand. Her gratefulness and charm never failed to draw people's attention to her as well as what she was wearing. Being in the fashion industry for more tha

'Wait, what? She let out a questioning voice and made a confused expression. Chandler raised an eyebrow. This was not the time to be thinking about being the recipient to an unrequited attraction but her drunk mind was already picturing long fingers slide down and settle at her waist. The feeling had not yet subsided and she reluctantly kept on thinking of Levi, despite having a famous, well off, well built man with a double life who might pose a threat to her plans right in front of her. Chander's sudden interruption brought her back.

" And so she told her about Eliza. "Eliza ? Gordon's girlfriend?" She is the biggest flirt I know. Did you know that she has her eyes on Jordan before she become Gordon's girlfriend? Be very careful of her AIna she is slick. She move like a phyton. Before you know it your totally captured unable to move. What has gotten into Jordan's head allowing that woman to work in his company."

In as much he was on the verge of being really angry but there was something in the way she called his name that just…quench all anger and moreover he was deeply interested in what she so wanted to do and what she meant by being free, “fine then.” “Thank you,” she smiled and then rushed to the stereo she had complained about two weeks ago and he got it the next day for her, “so as I was saying, I found this CD that have a very nice song but obviously in Spanish and I don’t understand a single word of it but I just loved it and it occurred to me it was the kind of song your people dance Salsa to,” she was chuckling as she was speaking and Lucian was not ignorant to the fact that she seemed to

A joke to myself. “All done.” I smiled at her, and handed her a cloth to wrap around her till Theodore was back. Go to Jamira’s room, and wait. Theodore will be back soon with clothes.” She nodded okay, and walked to the room. I notice she doesn’t really fight back much. I would have to give her some time to know she can say no, and ask for stuff. That she doesn’t have to do something she doesn’t want to. I went down the stairs and brought Rosalita up next. I was not going to be surprised this time. Unlike her sister, she got undressed easily, and got in the tub with no encouragement. She was definitely brave. She did not even hide her body. She looked no better than her sister. If anything…