Emma Brooks Hot Novels & Stories

That was the height of it, she has already had enough from her parents fight at home now it's their turn to pick on her because of her useless name. "Leave my name out of this!," She whispered in a stern voice. Her name was Dream Brooks, she hated herself, her body, her name infact she despised everything about her. "Awww she is trying to act tough!," One of her minions mocked. "Emma!" Zara ordered and Emma knew exactly what to do. Emma raised Dream's chin up and slapped her twice on both sides of her face and made to grab her hair but the teacher's voice stopped her,

Somewhere in my succulent feasting, Brooke gave out a strangled squeal. "Oh that," Brooke said casually. "That's one of Trent's co-workers whose face I'm currently riding." "Which one? The good one - Libra's date." "Is he good...definitely a 'yes'. He's like an Arabian stallion. Damn, my thighs are still trembling from all the orgasms he's put me through, plus he's done Libra."

“Done. Not only did I wipe the post, but I bought the forum. Consider it a two-for-one deal.” Liam’s lips twitched in what could almost be called a smile. “Efficient.” Noah crossed his arms, eyeing Liam suspiciously. “What’s so special about this Allie Brooks, anyway? I’ve never seen you go to such lengths for anyone before.” Liam’s eyes darkened, his gaze shifting to the city beyond the window. “She’s... different.” * * * * * * * * Liam Hart’s tone was icy, his expression unreadable. “Don’t trouble yourself with this.”

Emma was home alone on a Friday night, or so she thought. The 20-year-old college girl had the house to herself after her mom left for a weekend trip. She wore nothing but a tiny tank top and short shorts that barely covered her round ass. Her stepbrother Jake, 22, had come back early from hanging out with friends. He walked into the living room and froze when he saw Emma bent over the couch, picking up a remote. Her shorts rode up, showing the bottom of her smooth pussy lips.

**ISABELLA** It was overwhelming like I might lose myself entirely but I didn’t want it to stop. My lips parted as waves of heat and pleasure crashed through me. The hand stroking his cock faltered for a moment, trembling due to the intensity, but I quickly resumed, pumping him harder and faster to match the rhythm of his thrusting fingers.

It’s a video feed notification from the lobby security. I walk over, my hand trembling with suppressed rage, and tap the screen. The blood drains from my face. On the screen, Emma Brookes isn't just waiting in the lobby. She’s standing at the elevator bank, her face a mask of cold, calculating fury. And next to her is a man I recognize all too well… a lead reporter for the city’s biggest tabloid, holding a camera. “She knows,” Sabrina whispers, standing up and smoothing her dress, her face pale. “She’s coming up here with the press, isn't she?”

the king explained to her wife and embraced her. "What if she dies?" The Queen cried even harder. "We will never let her die. She's from our own flesh and blood and we will always protect her in whatever situation," Hermes promised. "I know that it's hard for you to let her go, especially that you treated her like your own daughter. I will give you two days to explain everything to her. After two days I will come back to personally take her to heaven realm for we really need her right now. A lot of immortals had been infected by dark spell and we need the ember of love to free them," Hermes stated before he disappeared.

"Hop in. Let's go." "Alright, boss," she chuckled, sliding into the passenger seat. Mateo opened the door for her and then walked around to the driver's side. As he drove off, a comfortable silence settled between them, which Mateo eventually broke. "So..." he began, glancing over at her. "How's your brother?" "He's fine," Ava answered promptly, a hint of tension in her voice. Mateo, concerned asked. "Why the sudden change? You've become so quiet these days. You were never this reserved before. You have always loved talking," he pauses, his brows furrowing. "That reminds me, why are you working at a restaurant?"

Steaming Temptation The water bubbled warmly around my body as I slipped into the neighbor’s hot tub at 1:15 AM, the steam rising into the cool night air. I knew I was trespassing, but after another fight with my boyfriend, I needed an escape. The backyard was dark except for the soft blue glow of the tub lights. I had seen Lucas using it many nights from my bedroom window, the tall, muscular single dad next door who always seemed to be working out or relaxing alone.

Considering everything Janice had confessed to Tom that night, Brook wondered if he might have even told her that her daughter had been there watching them. The way things had been going the past few days, Brook was feeling impossibly horny, and it felt like it was never going to go away. Not caring if her parents came home suddenly and caught her sunbathing topless, she took off her bikini top and lay back again. It wasn't long before her hand found its way into her bikini bottom to stroke along the moistening lips of her warm pussy.