Everybody Loves Large Chests Book 2 Novels & Stories

FIA I grabbed at the blanket to try and cover my breasts more, but suddenly his hands stopped me. "I love them, Louise, I love how it fits my hands perfectly, I also love your n*pples which I won't get tired sucking and licking with my mouth and tongue." he moaned. I had never liked my chest. They always caught some men's attention, and the next thing I knew, lustful stares were thrown at me. It's too greedy when you have big breasts and it's annoying because even if you don't want to, you're always being rude like the monster young man in front of me is doing right now.

We made love a few more times before I lost track of time and finally passed out. ***** Morning sunlight drifted into the room, and I stretched against the sheets, my eyes blinking open before shutting again as the light hit my face. For a moment, I wanted to stay there, wrapped in the warmth of the bed. Then the memories from the night before crashed into me all at once. I sat up sharply, staring at the man beside me. The sheet barely covered his lower half, and I could see the ink of a tattoo stretched across his chest, rising and falling with each breath. My heart hammered.

The emotional ache tearing through my chest plate was completely unbearable. Lucien instantly stepped into my space, his massive, fur-clad arm sweeping around my waist to pull my weight securely against the iron plates of his chest vest, offering his immense physical strength to support my failing balance. He cast a single, lethal glance at Cedric and Helena before addressing their lines with a voice that carried the force of an absolute execution squad. "Detail the exact strategic motive that drove your house to compromise my legal mate. Render a logical justification this second, or my vanguard will initiate a total kinetic bombardment to drive your entire bloodline into absolute bankruptc

Touched and angry at the same time. Touched that he'd cared enough to think about what I'd want. Angry that he'd been planning my imprisonment. I pushed those complicated feelings aside and kept browsing. The fiction section was extensive. Mystery novels. Thrillers. Fantasy. Literary fiction. And romance novels. A whole shelf of them. I pulled one out, curious. The cover showed a shirtless man with tattoos and a woman in a provocative pose. Very dramatic. Very over-the-top. I flipped it over to read the back.

Phoenix hoarsely said as he unclasped the hook of my bra. I slightly shivered from the coldness and the empty feeling in my chest when my brassiere was completely gone. However, I let out a gasp when warm, thick, and large hands covered both of my chests. Phoenix smiled at me shyly. “Let's make Amorous.” END OF CHAPTER 59.2

Chelsea had come up with the feeble excuse to save face, and Jimmy had only nodded in agreement, smart enough to shut up to take 'yes' for answer. When Chelsea had taken the hem of her shirt in her hands, Jimmy had let go of his mom's tits, resting his hands on her shapely hips. His mouth had dropped along with his mommy's tits. As Chelsea had pulled her shirt up over her head, the shirt had pulled her large boobs up with it. Jimmy had been amazed at the sight of her smooth, pale underboob, but when the pair had come bouncing back down, the smooth flesh rippling as her tits settled, he'd been unable to believe his eyes.

“I’ve never even seen it open. And I never thought I would. Until I saw your key.” He looked directly at Caitlin. It was hot and airless in the small room, and she was beginning to feel claustrophobic. Dizzy. Everything felt so surreal. And it never seemed to end. “I knew your father well,” he said. Caitlin’s jaw dropped. She was practically speechless. There were so many questions she wanted to ask, she barely knew where to begin. “What was he like?” was all she could think of. “Fine man. A great man. I loved him. He was bigger than all of us, bigger than the race. He’d be proud of you for getting this far,” he said, as he held out the chest with both hands.

"It's Uncle Kramer's house, so no offense is taken. What are you reading anyway, at night? Sone steamy CEO romance? Or cute girl's exaggerated first kiss? "Shut your weird mouth," she scolds lightly, then shows him the book cover. Mahone glances at it and reads the title loudly, "The New Orleans Voodoo Handbook. What_ you're practicing black magic now? "Whatever," she says, widening her eyes. "Hey, hey! Why are you undressing in front of me? I can be your buddy, but you have to remember that I'm a girl, too!" she covers her face with book "So what?" he throws the shirt on the chair, showing his perfect six pack abdomens, smirking at her shyness. "I know you don't have bad thoughts about my b

"I will move things to protect the Empire though. The Empire you do not care for..." "That is fine." Ren moved his hands and pulled her face level with himself. "What you have done and plan on doing, does not bother me. I am enjoying myself so keep doing that. But be careful. I have rules in place for a reason. They will clash with what you believe to be best for the Empire." "Yeah.. then I must make you fall in love with me." Melinda said with no shame. "That book you had in your den said men and women do stupid things when in love."