Jack Reacher Nude Scenes Novels & Stories

A definitive sound. I walk to the adjoining bathroom. The lighting is harsh, unforgiving. Everything shines too brightly, as if nothing has the right to die there. I turn on the tap with a brutal gesture. The water gushes out, violent, continuous. I stare at the jet for a moment, unable to think, unable even to breathe. Then I fall to my knees. Like a death blow. And everything comes out. Everything. I hold nothing back. The sobs tear me apart, uncontrollable, primal.

JAKE I couldn't stop pacing and for one reason. I have never felt so useless before in my whole entire life. I felt as if all of this was for nothing,the pack ,the power -everything.It felt so painful losing the mother of my unborn child because it meant I didn't have them both close to me. I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed my betas number. Yes, I could just mind link him but that wasn't necessary. "Alpha" Chris responded I breathed out trying to be calm "Have you gotten any leads yet?"

“Not really the same thing at all. You told me about that, as well, and I… I didn’t say that I had photos of my best friend fucking a tied-up man on my phone as blackmail to force him to spy on your pack.” Jasper cleared his throat. “Is he hot?” Reid’s smirk surprised himself, and he slid a sideways glance at his mate. “He’s not bad. Want to see them?” Jasper’s cheeks colored. “Maybe. It’s just like watching porn, isn’t it?” “Yeah, but more extreme porn than they show at a hotel,” Reid warned him. “I’ll think about it,” Jasper decided as he pulled into the hotel car park. “Later.”

Jack wandered trying to find his fix and stopped in front of a stage where two woman were bound together recieving their torture together. Woman number one was a firey red head who's leg was contorted in an uncomfortable upward position leaving her exposed. Her beautiful breasts were clamped already and he noted the blood drops from where the clamps bit hard into her flesh. One of the most sadistic members was with her and he walked towards her putting the end of his cigarette against her sensitive area below. She hissed and moaned and was begging for more. He then roughly pushed the hot end of the smoke into her as she cried in pleasure and pain and he roughly put two of her fingers inside

Jack was between her legs, smashing the heck out of her, and she was lying down naked with only a hijab over her head and her legs spread wide. I would have argued if I had been told that this little girl would be able to gather a dvvk that was as large as Jack's. From my vantage point, I could see how Jack's dvvk was clearly p€netrating her c00chie. I could tell how soaked her c00chie was and how Jack's dvvk was covered in her juice. From this scene in front of me, I felt my p@nty becoming wet. I glanced about and noticed that one side of the room was covered with her tray loaded with groundnuts.

He saw that I was still bare and dripping from the library. "Look at that," Jax whispered. He ran a finger over my opening. "You're still wearing our brand, aren't you?" "Hee-hee-aaa! Oh! Oh!" I cried out as his finger hit my clit. I was arching my back on the mats, my nipples poking hard against my t-shirt. Jace didn't want to wait. He walked over to one of the metal ball racks. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the mats. He pushed my legs wide, wider than they had ever been.

Retica was left in the care of Lynda's best friend who is a real-time cam performer. Jessy is real XXX-hardcore slut who fuck her little-TIT pussy for guys to watch and enjoy. For her, she likes to masturbate, seduce and play a blowjob on a webcam. Naughty Retica grew up with Jessy who she watched behind closed doors playing her body for fun. Retica naughtiness started after viewing Jessy’s extraordinary blow slutty package meant for a web client. She was completely naked with her left hand on a sexy round breast and the second on her pussy fucking and pulling with a wild-excitement.

They moved toward the door, leaving me standing there, exposed, aching, humiliated. Jackson paused with his hand on the doorknob, looking back over his shoulder. “Clean yourself up. You’re a mess.” The door opened. “Oh, and Rhea?” His cold eyes met mine. “That stunt you pulled in the gym? That’s nothing compared to what’s coming if you try something like that again.” “Wait..” My voice cracked. “The pictures. The ones you took.” Jackson paused with his hand still on the doorknob, His brow furrowed, then his mouth curved into something cruel.

The material was thin enough that even in the dark he could still see through. Fast. Punched her in the back of the neck. The cigarette she’d been smoking flew in twisting, red sparks through the air. She landed hard on her knees, skirt lifting in the back to expose panties with a cherry blossom print. Jack never looked back. Later that night in the quiet of his room he masturbated, guilty and afraid, but aroused nonetheless.

Talk about a newsflash… A vision of Jack on one side, Deke on the other, both pleasuring her helplessly bound body—it flashed through her mind, framed in white heat and red sin. Moisture pooled between her legs. In an instant, she went from damp to nearly dripping. Her clit ached without mercy.