Jenna Ortega Legs

One of my classmates, Liam, called me one day. His mom was planning to get a divorce, and he wanted me to talk to her.   The first time I saw Liam’s mom, I was captivated by her unique charm as a mature woman. From then on, I couldn’t stop thinking about her.   One day, I decided to invite Liam for a hike. He wasn’t home, but there were faint moans coming from inside the room. I pushed the door open to find Claire lying on a red blanket. Her legs were entwined, and she moved in a way that was impossible to ignore.   Who knew Liam’s mom would be so good at it? Quietly, I moved further into the room. Without a word, she walked over and shut the bedroom door behind me. 

“I need this job, Ralph, and I’m willing to do anything to get the job, I mean anything you want.” I told him, walking over to his side and sitting on his table, spreading my legs to give him a good view of my thong. “What makes you think I would fall for this cheap act of yours, what makes you even think I’m interested in your body?” he asks me, his eyes fixed on my cleavage. “I know you like me, Ralph, you can’t take your eyes off my body, I see you drooling when I walk by and I know you want more of me. Besides, how can you not want more when you’ve had a taste of me already. You popped my cherry, remember?” I asked him, putting my legs on his armchair, fixing my eyes on his. “Fine, you win, you got the job, goddamit! Just get out of my office before I do something stupid.” He yelled at me, pulling his hand through his hair in frustration. I smiled excitedly as I jumped down from the table, heading for the exit. “And Victoria, ”he called out to me as I opened his office door. I turned with a raised brow praying in my heart that he doesn’t change his mind. “Be very careful around me, I can be very dangerous when provoked. This emotional blackmail won’t work on me all the time. The next time you try to seduce me again, I won’t hold back, I would screw you right here on the bare table,” he warned me sternly. I know that was meant to sound like a threat, yet I moaned at the thought of him bending me over on his table and screwing my brains out.

"Fuck," he said, as his eyes lingered on my breasts. "If we do this, we do this my way." "Not a problem, Daddy," I said to be bratty, but when he lifted his eyes to meet mine, they were blazing. My pussy throbbed in response. He liked that. "Rule number one, you cannot tell your mother about anything we do." "I wouldn't." *** "Spread your legs, princess." I swallowed down any apprehension and did as he asked. "Mmm. Keep it bare, just like this. It'll feel better for you, and I love the soft skin against my tongue." I puffed out a breath at the thought of his tongue on me. He rubbed a callused finger down the bare lips of my pussy, and I shivered. Then he leaned down and gave it a lick. I moaned. So loud. *** It was already too much. I'd never had a tongue inside me, and it was heaven. "Please," I begged. "That feels..." All words faded from my brain as he started fucking me with his flexed tongue. I spread my legs as wide as they would go, hoping he could get deeper. I needed him deeper. "My tongue can only go so deep," Daddy said. "My cock can go much deeper, but you're not ready for that yet." "I am," I promised. "Please." Instead of answering me with words, he slid one thick finger inside me. I panted as it stretched me. I'd fingered myself but had been too embarrassed to buy a dildo. "Please, Daddy." *** Her Stepfather's Crush is a forbidden age-gap romance about dangerous attraction, love at first sight, and secrets that threaten to shatter everything. Trigger Warning: This book contains taboo themes, including a romantic/sexual relationship between a stepfather and stepdaughter. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Quand César, PDG redouté, apprend l’existence de la fille qu’il n’a jamais connue, née d’un mariage arrangé et d’une épouse aujourd’hui décédée, il perd pied. Cette petite fille a été adoptée par une inconnue… une femme dont il ignore tout. Jusqu’à ce qu’il découvre qu’elle s’appelle Jules Jenna, et qu’elle travaille dans l’une de ses nouvelles acquisitions. Il aurait pu choisir les tribunaux. Il préfère une autre voie : l’infiltration. Sous un faux nom, il rachète l’entreprise de Jules et s’introduit dans sa vie. Ce qu’il découvre le bouleverse : Jules est une mère aimante, sincère, forte. Tout ce qu’il n’avait pas prévu. Mais Jules n’est pas dupe. Et plus César s’approche, plus elle sent que quelque chose cloche. Quand la vérité explosera, elle aura deux choix : fuir avec Ivy… ou faire face à l’homme qui a tenté de la briser, mais qui pourrait bien être celui qui la sauvera.

“No,” Jason growls, shaking his head. I take another step forward and try to hold his hand but he quickly moves out of my reach. “You can’t be my mate!” My lips part on a sob, knowing what he is about to do. “You’re my mate, Jason. Please.” I whisper, desperately needing him to stop looking at me with the emotion I saw on everyone else’s faces, never on his. “No!” He snapped. “You’re not. You can’t be. I reject you as my mate.” He growls out, his voice cold. Jenna's life changes when her only friend rejects her as his mate on her eighteenth birthday. She leaves the pack not wanting to stay and watch him make another woman his Luna. Finding out she was pregnant soon after didn’t make her return to him, vowing to keep her babies away from him, thinking he wouldn’t want them. Years later, when her triplets get kidnapped, she knows only one person can save them and bring them back home. If he decides to help. With a fiance and his wedding on the way, Jason has to decide to either fix the mistake he made when he was eighteen and get the woman he loves back, or will he let her go back to the life she built without him.

The sense of not belonging somewhere was an understatement especially if you’re living a life like Rosalie’s. After the death of her parents, Rosalie moved from Arizona to Queensland, Australia to live with her grandfather, a man who she had never seen since she was three years old, but this was her father’s request if anything had happened to his and his wife. But what was the point, Rosalie found it pointless that she was told to go live with a man that she barely even knew, but there were reasons and secrets as to why she never knew her grandfather and the things that revolve around him. These secrets and motives involve 7.5 feet, 400-pound creatures with four legs, a tail, inhuman speed, and strength, and enhanced senses that were patiently waiting for Rosalie’s arrival. In the pack, they say, “Sharing is Caring” but how caring is it when it becomes “Selfish”?

Connor Lockwood abandons me at the hospital's entrance even though I'm bleeding in the middle of my pregnancy. He insists on sending his client, a divorcée, home. The blood flows down my legs, but he hurries off without another look back. He should've been at the hospital and by my side, but instead, I see him in his client's social media update. It's captioned, "Thank goodness for my wonderful lawyer. Do you know who gets to have hangover soup when they're drunk? Me!" I spend the rest of the night wide awake. The following morning, I calmly dial a number. "Dad, I've made up my mind. I'll return home in three days to take over the company."

💔Ryan's legs grew weak as he heard the information. He hopped into his car and drove with reek less abandon, he has Been such a fool. On seeing her, his knees grew weak ************************ Ryan is a chronic womanizer. His heart is sealed to love because of certain circumstances. He used and changed women like clothes. But on his grandmother death bed, she requested he marries a girl that once helped her. He agrees to this reluctantly but kept it a secret from the public while still keeping concubines. Kaina the girl his grandmother choose for him happened to work at his company. The CEO who had closed his Heart to love begins to fall for Kaina. Is it genuine or fake? Is he just fulfilling his grandmother wish? Will the public accept them? Will Kaina be able to stand the wickedness jealousy and hate?

I was working as a security guard in one of those fancy residential areas when, one day, a property owner handed me 7,000 dollars and asked me to go down to the underground garage to lend a hand. Now, I reckon I didn’t expect what I found there. Inside one of those expensive cars was a woman—a beauty, mind you, with her eyes a little bleary and her cheeks flushed. She was stretching her long, slender legs wide apart, with one hand reaching down... well, you get the idea. It wasn’t exactly what I thought I’d be dealing with when I signed up for this job. The voice on the other end of the phone gave a command, “Take off her tight skirt, let her raise her hips, and have your way with her!"

My legs were shaking and my heart was beating so fast as I entered the chambers. It was a little dark inside and I could hardly see anything. "Ly..Lycan..you sent for me.." I said with a shaky voice. That familiar scent hit my nostrils, making me grow excited and assaulting my senses. I could feel myself gradually growing wet underneath. "You.." I heard him say coldly and turned to his direction. He was sitting on a sofa beside his window. "Come here.." he commanded and I took slow strides to where he was. "What is your name?.." he asked Icily "Oli..Olivia, Olivia Gael.." I stuttered. "I Kayden Enzo of the paxon pack reject you Olivia Gael as my mate and Luna of my pack.." he said with no emotion. "What!!"