Jake Andrich Onlyfans Novels & Stories

“Do you really want to know the dirty details of my life?” “I want to know why you’re down on your knees with a man who already has a girlfriend?” Jake asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and stared at her, the disbelief all over his face. “And you weren’t even hiding it for crying out loud. You were sucking him off on the god damn roof of all places. What if Holly had been the one to walk out there?”

A few other couples were making out or fucking on the large sectional couch and the other bed in the corner, but most eyes were on us now. Tyler smirked down at me, his blue eyes dark with lust. “You look so fucking good like this, Sophie. All flushed and dripping. But the night is young.” Before I could respond, another guy from the circle downstairs stepped closer. His name was Jake — tall, lean, with messy brown hair and a tattoo sleeve running down one arm. He had been watching the whole time, stroking himself through his jeans. “Mind if I have a turn?” Jake asked Tyler, his voice rough.

“Yeah. Just… surprised.” He didn’t press. He never did. With a short nod, he walked off, leaving me alone with the headline burning in my vision.I should have thrown it away. Crumpled it into the wastebasket and pretended it didn’t exist. But I couldn’t. My fingers lingered on the paper, tracing the faint silhouette of Jake in the photo. Jake Ryland. Billionaire. CEO. Public figure. Eligible bachelor, according to the glossy magazines Henry had stacked on my desk a few weeks ago.

It was Jake. Not Tristan.

"Really? You're.... You're not mad at me?" "No.... Sky, I, you will always be special to me, but you're right... this isn't working out anymore." she says, making Skylar and his mom exchange glances. They were baffled for a second, but if he didn't take advantage, who knows what else Leah would be up to? "Very well, then, I, Skylar Morrison, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Leah," his words were like a sweet melody. Now that she was free from him, she had the freedom to look forward to her new mate. She knew by his presence, his posture, and the aura that he emitted that he was a wealthy and powerful man. Who knows... maybe he was even wealthier than Alarick.

The rest of the readers in the queue couldn’t help but wonder who this handsome man was. “Quinn, come on. You’re a smart woman… you didn’t think I was just trying to be friendly with you, did you?” Jake replied, looking into Quinn’s shocked brown eyes. “Um… well, I-” Quinn stammered, her stomach going wild with butterflies. “I’m your number one fan, Quinn. I think I deserve that date,” Jake declared. “Come on… sign my book and I’ll wait for you until you're done.” Quinn was bereft of words. As much as she was fluttered, dating wasn’t something she was interested in. Besides, Jake was a billionaire… not every family was like the Ford family who accepted ordinary folk.

QUINN I’m not sure what’s worse- Jax embarrassing the crap outta me while I was topless with my hand down his pants, or the fact that I can’t even vent to my girlfriends about it. My first reflex was to go to Kyla, but she’s got a lot going on right now; it doesn’t feel right to unload on her about a hookup story. Because that’s all it was- a quick, sleazy hookup in the front seat of Jax’s truck. This isn’t a love story. Hell, at this moment, it isn’t even a ‘like’ story.

He has turned me into a crazy lover although I know that he can never be mine because we are two worlds apart. He is an international celebrity when I'm just a low class girl and I really hate it. I hate the fact that he can't be mine, but I won't stop loving him. I'm still single at the age of twenty two because of him and I don't mind it at all. He is Jake Austin, a famous singer and dancer. He is also a model and a businessman who has made a lot of fortune in his life at such a young age. He is so rich and powerful that he is considered one of the world's richest young men.

She jumps at his sudden appearance, clutching her chest. "Dude, what the fuck?!" Jake doesn't apologize but stares coldly at Adira. "We need to talk." Adira raises a brow at his icy tone. "About what?" Holding Adira's eyes intently, Jake asks. "Have you found your mate?"

“First, I’ll create a fake profile. Give me a minute.” Viona and I watched as Drake’s fingers flew over his phone screen. After a few minutes, he turned the phone to show us. “Meet ‘Tyler’, 28, fitness enthusiast and dog lover.” The profile showed a handsome AI generated man with sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. “Wow, that’s so realistic,” Viona breathed. “I’d swipe right.” Drake grinned. “That’s the idea. Now, let’s see if we can find Jake…” It took a few minutes of searching, but eventually, Drake located Jake’s profile. My stomach twisted as I saw the images of Jake with Amber carefully carefully cropped out.