Elle Brooke Sexy Novels & Stories

A hurray for me, yay. Sighing, I went towards my locker. She smirked at me, giving me the space to open up the lock. Opening up the metal door, I placed my books inside and closed it. “What do you need?” I said, turning towards her. I was already tired and I didn’t want another drama. “Aw, poor whore is talking back?” Her high pitched voice entered my ears. I winced back. “Oh wait, you’re not a whore, you’re a fucking prostitute who loves to open her legs.”

“They promise they'll bring as much peanut butter and mainland goodies as they can fit in their suitcases.” “Mmm, peanut butter,” Brooke said as she walked past me with her arms full of chum buckets. She somehow made carrying bloody fish look sexy. Some days I hated Brooke. She was possibly the most beautiful person I had ever met. Tall, with legs that stretched into infinity, she also had perfectly sculpted abs and a megawatt smile. The thing was, she knew she was gorgeous, but she only used the advantage at the bars. She was also one of the nicest people I knew, and my best friend and roommate on the island.

Rachel vowed and threw Brianna on the bed, throwing punches at Brianna who was trying to fight back. Thomas’s Point of View I headed toward my room, smiling, my thoughts filled with Brianna’s body. I opened the door and was surprised to see Aurora on my bed. “What’s wrong? What’s the emergency?” I asked impatiently and she stood up seductively, she was dressed in a lingerie and I wasn’t moved. “This is the emergency, this body feels very hot and if I don’t have you inside of me I don’t know what would happen to me... just fuck me Thomas” She drawled, biting her lips. She glided around, rubbing her body on me.

I looked at Gina and almost laughed. "So you really think that whole 'girl bro, no boundaries' thing is cute? You think what you and Peter have is... noble?" She froze, then tipped her chin up. "Of course. We grew up together. We've been through everything. What would someone like you—who showed up halfway through—know?" I nodded. "You're right. I don't." I let that sit for a beat. "I don't get why a grown woman would pressure her 'best friend' into getting a marriage license the night before his wedding.

He asked stepping even closer to her so his body was right against hers, giving her the cutest little pout. "You make it hard Broody Boy." Eve admitted as Jaxon ran his thumb up her neck tilting her head to the side as he started to kiss along it, "Really hard." She gasped out as he started to suck right on her pulse making it race, "Jaxx..." She breathed out as he ran his hands down her back side. "We could keep it quiet." He suggested moving his kiss to the other side of her neck, "Not tell anyone. Just me and you."

He brought her high up on his thighs; his erection nestled into the crack of her butt. Domini tried desperately not to put weight on Cam’s left side. She gasped when Cam hooked her legs over the arms of the chair, baring her most intimate parts completely. “Look at that.” Brock stood a few feet away, hot eyes drawn to and devouring her sex. “Pretty pink isn’t it? Soft. Wet. Sweet.” “You offering me a taste?” Again, Cam answered for her. “Yep.” “Hot damn.” Brock dropped to his knees. She couldn’t seem to find her voice through the staccato beats of her heart.

"His dad paid for a private room at a massive restaurant, Leo. Yes." "Handsome?" I thought about the broad shoulders, the tailored dark jacket, and the sharp jawline that made him look like a complete stranger. I felt a weird, painful knot in my throat and forced it down. "I guess. If you like the intimidating, model-type look." "Annoying?" "Extremely. He spent the whole night staring at me like I was a puzzle." Leo leaned back, shaking his head with a laugh. "So basically, God looked at your stressful semester and decided to hand you a premium package. A wealthy, good-looking, childhood-best-friend stepbrother. Do you know how many web novels start exactly like this?"

he asked. “I said I’m sorry.” I pleaded. “You should be thanking me, you just saw Kourtney's boobs” Ryder laughed harshly. “Seriously. Most guys would kill for that view.” “I wasn’t looking.” I mumbled. “Sure you weren’t.” he scoffed and his grip tightened. I whimpered and Ryder’s smile widened. “You’ve never seen a woman’s boobs before, have you?” he asked mockingly. Heat rushed to my face. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole.

“And I'm sorry.” Trevor moved forward, his eyes hard. “Why didn't it work out?” “What?” I frowned. “You know, I was patient with you. Even when you have me a bunch of cock and bulk stories…” “What?...I don't know what you're talking about.” “Oh,no need to hoe anymore. I know you're fucking your stepbrother.* My eyes widend. “What? Are you insane?” “You didn't deny it.” he cocked his head to the side.

Brooke yells, her high voice getting completely distorted with massive pain, feeling like the muscle would be tom straight from her bone at any moment. “But… but if our hands pull his jaw off your skin, won't the teeth rip you open more?” the rogue men hesitate, their boots shifting. They can only kick their heavy toes at my ribs, way too wary to make a real move. Brooke, grinding her white teeth through the agony, barks loudly, “Grab my silver gun from the table! And bring that little twin cub we caught in the woods today! You wanna play tough with my life, Mars Reed? My claws will send your soul and your daughter straight to hell together!”