Jennifer Morrison Nsfw Novels & Stories

I feel myself tense up as I come, Morris swallowing my moan. He goes still but doesn't let me go. As the high from my orgasm fades away, my heart begins beating wildly, "Oh, crap. I-" He takes a step back then, making sure I don't fall over. I don't have to look at myself in a mirror to know how disheveled I look right now. I can see the hard bulge in the front of Morris's jeans, and I swallow. That's - Is it supposed to be that big? "Go inside," his voice is a rough growl.

, she muttered under her breath with a frustrated sigh. I crooked my eyebrows at her cursing words and held the urge to laugh. Never knew that Clara Blackwood, the famous model knew how to curse anyone! Her soft voice traveled inside my ears as I intended to walk back to my exercise, " Well.. Dylan... Thanks for rescuing me.." I paused midway and spun around to face her with a dark chuckle. Stuffing my fists inside my pockets, I revealed without showing gratitude for her words, " Well, It was fun to watch you drowning honestly. But I still have business with you. So I decided to jump after one minute, 30 seconds."

I closed my eyes and relished the feeling of her warm mouth enveloping my throbbing member. "Suck my cock," I said. Her tongue caressed the underside of my shaft as she bobbed her head up and down the length of my manhood. I had never experienced anything so erotic. I had seen p**n movies where the women gave blowjobs in fitting rooms, but this was real life. This was my real mother-in-law, and she was on her knees sucking my cock. I knew we had crossed a moral line, but something deep inside me wanted more. I pulled her head back by the hair and thrust myself forward, burying my dick in her throat. Her eyes shot open and she gagged slightly, coughing as I pumped my cock in her mouth.

Hannah Morales watched as the blonde rested her head on the arm of the couch, then search the club exasperatedly until her gaze landed on her. Hannah Morales sucked in a breath. It didn't matter that Serenity Gils was staring at her through the security camera. Her gaze was so intense that it got the older woman pulsating in her seat. Hannah Morales clenched her thighs hard. She mentally cursed herself for getting wet at a virtual image of the blonde. She minimised the image on her screen and leaned back in her seat. "You're fucked Hannah, Fucked! You're getting turned in again' With a jolt, the older woman lounged forward on her seat and turned back the image of the footage.

She went to her desk and took her handbag, she walked out of the office building, and waited in front of the company, waiting for the Uber she ordered to arrive. Jennifer Morris was a 25-year-old redhead with grey eyes and pink lips. She works for Rockwell's Arts enterprise. She idolizes her boss Rockwell and would do anything for his company. She started working for Rockwell from the day she graduated from Art college. Rockwell’s father was a good friend to Jennifer’s dad, that was why she started working for Rockwell’s company and was dedicated to him.

"The picture she painted is a lie." The camera operator gives us a countdown, and then Jennifer is looking directly into the lens. "Good evening. I'm Jennifer Morrison, and tonight we have an exclusive interview with Riley Pila, the woman at the center of a media firestorm that began this morning when Victoria Sterling held a press conference alleging that Miss Pila relationships to billionaire Brett Graham is fraudulent."

As Melissa squints her eyes, her gaze fixed on Nora, she hears Jennifer's words about her encounter with Jay the previous night. “last night jay and I were together, Miranda…would you believe it if i say that he was on top of me but there was that bitch’s name on his tongue!” Jennifer's voice carries a mix of astonishment while Melissa is taken aback by the revelation, torn between shock and an unexpected inclination to laugh. While her own desires are solely focused on Terry, she can't resist the allure of a little drama unfolding before her. Miranda, sensing Jennifer's distress, attempts to provide solace. She reaches out, placing a comforting hand on Jennifer's arm and reassures, “Its oka

Placing the jug on the kitchen platform she cautiously approached the living area but her steps halted when she witnessed a shirtless Darian wandering around, engaged in a phone call, a glass of whiskey in hand and to add to the surprise, her little kitty was perched on his shoulder. The rhythmic flex of his muscles, accentuated with each move or whenever he slipped the whiskey, left her parched. Resisting the tempation she averted her gaze when Darian unexpectedly caught her eye, forcing her to hastily regain composure.

The feeling of her lover, Kade, standing behind her with his hard body, sent waves of desire coursing through her veins. "I surrender, fuck my tight hole! Please, please!" cried the woman behind the mirror. One of the men roughly grabbed her hips, pulling her onto his thick cock. She screamed with pleasure, her face twisted in ecstasy as she was getting her relief. Her cries filled the surrounding air, and Lily felt her own body reacting to the intense scene unfolding before her. Everything was almost primal, without any inhibitions. Kade held her tightly, squeezing her body tightly against his, his erection pressing firmly against her back. He kissed her neck from behind as he unzipped her

The alpha tried to kiss me. I pushed him away. “What the hell is wrong with you? Did you realize who that was?” He could care less. He attempted to kiss my neck. “Who cares?” I stepped away from him. “Who cares? What cares? That’s the frigging Senator.” “So? Aren’t you the mayor? It’s not like you are committing a crime. I’m an alpha and you’re an omega. This is consensual.”