Jaz Sinclair Nudes Novels & Stories

Once again, I opened my lips to speak, but all I could do was gasp. Forcefully, he spun our bodies around, pressing mine on the cold wall, his hazel eyes meeting mine. The moon bathed his skin with a soft glow, highlighting his features—from his muscular pecs to his abs, which glistened like a diamond close to the shore. His left hand found its way beneath my neck. Not so that I might get choked, but so that I'd know he had control over my body. Of course, he did. If he didn't, I'd be fighting to get my way out of his grip. But here I was, allowing him to control my body like he owned it. Maybe he did.

the door of a room lay open at the end of the hallway, going through it, he found her. she sat on a red satin-covered bed, completely naked for him. he sucked in his breath watching her lithe slender body fill his sight. she was a beautiful Mexican 'chica', he let out his breath slowly and began to unbuckle his belt. she smiled, knowing what was coming. when he was done undressing he watched her glare at his arousal, hard and aching, he motioned for her to come forward. she did, on her knees, her long her falling her back to her waist.

He is repeatedly jabbing and bumping into and around my pussy This time he allows himself to let go, his muscular back start arching in spasms as he empties himself, the warmth of my pussy melts over him. We topple over the edges of each other's bodies and fall apart. After I get dressed, I immediately leave the club. When I get home, I see I have a message from Joshua. “When can I see you again? I fall down on my bed if he only knew what I had to do to keep his face out of a sleaze magazine.

Luna continued, blatantly ignoring the fact that the family beside them was giving her their full attention, "Point is, it's literally raining cocks here. Just walk up to the guy behind me and kiss the concealer off his face. He's been staring at your boobs since you walked in" And he was staring at her boobs. This time, Sreya threw her head back and laughed out loud. The sound sweet and serene, taking all the attention her boobs were getting. "Luna, he looks like nature threw up on his face and the concealer only makes it worse. Plus, if someone is going to be stimulating my nether regions he has to look like sin". "He does look like sin, girl. I mean, something holy couldn't possibly look

I hated that after three years of marriage, I still could not tell what he was thinking. “How?” I finally asked. He sighed. “Six years ago, I was engaged to Sophie.” My heart sank. “I know.” Everyone in the business world knew about Damian Sinclair’s broken engagement. The woman had disappeared only weeks before their wedding. People called her a gold digger. Some claimed she had run away with another man. Others believed she had died. No one ever knew the truth. “I did not know she was pregnant when she left.” His voice was calm, but I noticed the tension in his shoulders. “She came back a few weeks ago.”

CHAPTER 2: GAS STATION HOOD FUCK CLAUDIA’S POV Another hour drags by in this delicious torture. The sun finally creeps up to paint the sky pink, but we stay locked together with my dress a crumpled mess and his shorts ruined. Jada keeps the texts coming—“Grind slower, make him beg,” “Pinch your nipples, send pic,” “Tell him to finger your ass under the blanket.” Zion obeys every one with a growl the whole time while his cock never fully softens.

Ryan tried to sneak a peek when noticing Jaz’s surprised face, but she quickly stopped him, “she’s naked.” Xander’s chest vibrated, causing me to lower my hands more and pretty much suffocate him with my arms so that his voice won’t be heard. “Why is she naked?” I heard Ryan murmur under his breath, his footsteps going downstairs. Jaz winked at me and made a ‘thrusting’ move with her hips then walked out shutting the door with a small giggle when I threw Xander’s shoe on her seeing as it was the closest thing to catch.

A hand covers my eyes from behind, blocking my vision. “An angel like you shouldn't watch such debauchery, although you seem to like it.” He whispers and licks my ears, making me blush in shame. “If you want to experience it, I will arrange it for you. But not these kinds of people. They need to be screened and ensure they're healthy. However, I don't think you will have the time for that. My cock is enough to keep you high forever, Amore mio. Let's go back, enough adventure for today. You need to go home now. We don't want mom to know you have been a bad girl today, do we?” He whispers, making shame wash over me.

They are stripping off their clothes as they speak and I watch Stephanie hang up her blouse and start to unfasten the clasp on her bra. "Eww," Jasmine says. "I don't want to see my Uncle Reggie's junk." She turns her head away. "You watch it and I'll just play with this," she says, tugging at my belt and unfastening my jeans. I raise my ass so Jasmine can pull my jeans down, springing my hard cock free. "Hmmm," Jasmine teases. "You seem to like watching naked white women," she adds as she lowers her head and licks around the dome of my cockhead.

Eventually, Zara hung up and returned to the room. She changed into a baggy black T-shirt and shorts, letting her massive red hair fall loosely around her shoulders. The shirt dipped low on one side, exposing a hint of her collarbone and smooth skin. She walked out quietly—only to freeze at the sight in the kitchen. Jaxon stood shirtless at the counter, stirring something in a pot. His broad back rippled with muscle and scars, the gray sweatpants riding low on his hips. The tension in his arms, the veins on his forearms, the sheer quiet power in the way he moved—it all hit her like a slap of heat.