Elizabeth Afton Sex Novels & Stories

Warm flesh, firm but yielding, and now her rising perfume: the scent of desire and sex. From the water, Elizabeth is watching. Over Michael's shoulder her jewelled eyes follow my hand as I stroke Charlotte. Slipping a hand between her knees, I ease her a little further open. In the pool, lower down as she is, Elizabeth shifts and cranes, trying to see what I am doing, Michael becoming aware that something is happening behind him.

Chapter 193: Beautiful, Reckless Trouble Reese I’ve met bold girls. Forward girls. Girls who say what they want and don’t waste time circling around it. But nothing—absolutely nothing—comes close to Elizabeth walking into the kitchen, planting herself in front of me with all the audacity of a woman who has never known what it means to be told no, and saying: “I want to have sex with you because you're extremely attractive and I think it'll look good on my list that I fucked Reese Blackwood. Is that reason enough?”

Elizabeth, biting her lips, presses her breasts with her arms and places her hands on her vagina, leaning over to get closer to Cole. “I’m going to raise the level. Are you ready?” Elizabeth said smiling, and her voice was so soft and seductive. Looking directly into Cole’s eyes, Elizabeth removed her laced bra showing him the heart stickers that covered only her nipples. Cole’s eyes narrowed as he continued to look at Elizabeth with hunger. He then quickly takes the photo. Elizabeth stands up, holding her breasts and slowly putting her hands under her bikini moving her breasts slowly while Cole continued taking photos. Elizabeth turns around and gently slipping her shorts down, moving her h

Eliza can still be considered young and innocent, and most importantly, Fredrik was the only man she had ever had sex with. Before him, she was so vulnerable that her senses were easily manipulated by him. She really had no control over herself when she was with him! When she sobered up from the wolf-like actions, Fredrik was already neatly dressed. He stood next to her while smoking. He lowered his eyebrows and looked over when he noticed Eliza's gaze. His gaze was on Eliza's thighs.

Elizabeth had been investigating them. In the center of the room sat an old laptop computer. When I opened it, the screen lit up showing a document titled "Escape Plan - Version 7." My hands shook as I read Elizabeth's words: *"If you're reading this, something has happened to me. My name is Elizabeth Richie, and I've been trapped in this house for eight months. My husband Alexander is part of a network that kills women like me. I thought he loved me, but I was just another victim."*

Then, she looked down at me, her eyes filled with lust and enthrallment. "Oh, fuck...! I'm cu-cumming, Anthony!" I found myself unusually spellbound by that statement due to the piercing gaze in her bright green eyes. She then squeezed them shut, groaning loud, biting down on her lip as her body rhythmically slammed down and quaked hard against me. We both groaned in astonishment until she slowly ceased movement and sound, hunching over and grabbing my shoulders tight. I watched her open her mouth wide, a silent cry escaping her lips, her face twisted into an expression of strained pleasure. Elizabeta's body jerked hard a few times as she gushed fluid down my shaft, finally letting out a lon

Dad growled and I blinked, facing Ignatio once again. I bowed slightly, avoiding eye contact with him. He's my father's best friend and just a few hours ago, he watched me strip for men and even fucked my mouth. Doomed! "Hi, Mr. Sandro. I'm Eloise" I said, not being able to face him. I heard him chuckle, deep and sexy. My heart raced, pussy dripping wet for him. I wanted to press my thighs together and honestly, it took everything in me not to do that.

He spun me around, bent me over the counter, and thrust into me hard and deep from behind. “Fuck, yes,” he groaned, hips snapping. “Taking Daddy’s cock right after Mrs. Delgado asked about the boy my daughter is dating. You’re still so full of me from this morning. Let me breed this tight pussy again. Let me put something in you before she brings Noah home one day and we have to smile like everything’s normal.” I came hard, biting my arm to stay quiet. Elias followed with a deep groan, flooding me once more, holding me tight as he shuddered through it.

I walk through the doors of Bob's restaurant and my nostrils catch the scent of grease, food and arousal, this particular scent overpowers any other, I now understand Akira's concern for mating days, the wolves that haven't found their mates yet they relieve themselves by seeking carnal pleasures with humans or their own kind, but some abuse this power by hurting women. “Alissa?" I hear someone call me, I turn around and see Elisabeth smiling at me, I approach and hug her gently, at this moment I understand what Akira meant that when he took me sexually no other male would approach, Elisabeth is impregnated with the smell of Brian almost masking his own natural scent.

"Bad enough to start acting classes, then?" No fooling him… My cheeks burn. "Sorry, Master." His lips twitch. "Apology accepted. Especially since you took that without safewording." The fingers circle then delve, reaching deep, sharing space with the still-vibrating egg to rub at my G-spot. The rubbing grows to kneading, then to scraping. My inner walls clutch and snatch… "If you wish, Elizabeth, you may climax now." Permission is superfluous. Nothing short of a snowball fight in hell is going to prevent my…