Julie Ann Emery Sexy Novels & Stories

She was already soaked — I could see the shine on her fingers even from here. “That’s it, baby,” I growled under my breath, voice low and rough. “Touch that sweet little cunt for me.” Emery’s face was flushed, her full lips parted as she circled her clit with shy, hesitant fingers. Her heavy breasts rose and fell faster under the thin shirt, her nipples stiff and poking against the fabric. She dipped two fingers inside herself, pumping slowly, her thick thighs spreading wider on the sheets. The wet, slick sounds were faint but enough to make my cock throb harder. I unzipped my jeans quietly, pulling out my thick, veiny shaft and stroking it in time with her movements.

Zane’s amber eyes burn, rogue curiosity turning feral. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters. They know I’m a woman in Cillian’s body, but seeing me...her...in the flesh? It’s like they’ve been hit with a lust spell. My own desire spikes, pussy already wet at their stares. This is it, my ultimate fangirl fantasy! My harem, wanting me as me! “Don’t just stare,” I tease, voice playful, shedding Cillian’s shirt to reveal my curves fully. “Come get me.” The vault’s too exposed.

When Emberly returned, she stood beside the bed before me and took off her shirt. "I know we can't have sex right now, but we can do other things. I know you are in need. Will you let me take care of you and make you cum," Emberly said seductively as she pulled the covers off of me and licked her bottom lip at the sight of my cock thickening inside of my boxer briefs. She hooked my briefs in her thumbs and drug them down my legs, and threw them to the floor. "You want my cum in your mouth,"

*SCREAM!!!* Jeremy’s mom stood frozen in the doorway, her eyes wide with pure shock and disgust. The duvet had slipped off just enough to reveal everything — me on all fours, completely naked, Jeremy’s cock still buried deep in my ass, his cum already leaking out around where we were joined. “Oh my God… Emma?!” Aunt Linda’s voice cracked. “What the hell is going on?!”

wide, sipping slow. "So, how's school? Still killing it in bio?"Emily laughed, surprised he remembered. "Yeah, anatomy class is brutal. All the diagrams make my brain hurt."Lena sidled up beside her, close enough that their arms brushed. "Anatomy, huh? We could give you a private lesson sometime." Her voice dropped low, teasing, green eyes locking on Emily's. Heat flushed Emily's cheeks. Was she serious?Jake chuckled, deep and dirty. "Lena's got a filthy mind for that stuff. Bet she'd demonstrate on you right now." He set his glass down, crossing his arms, biceps bulging. The air thickened, charged like a storm brewing. Emily swallowed more wine, boldness creeping in. "You two are trouble.

Annabella demanded angrily. “I was lonely, all my past boyfriends ditched me for silly reasons then I attended an event, I saw Roberto drunk. Damn he’s my friend’s husband but I wanted to have a one night stand with him, he was too sexy to resist, things led to one another and we ended up together, we didn’t stop our affair and I told him I was pregnant.. he told me to get rid of you guys but I couldn’t, I saw it as my chance to get authority.. I’m sorry” Ann replied, lacking remorse and Annabella stared at her, disgusted.

Usually, I would just let it go– maybe she’s having an off day– but I know Emory is out there and I haven’t had time to look at my phone and see how she’s getting along with the guys. “I’m fine, sir. I’ll send it in.” Send it in? What does that mean? I get my answer quickly enough when Emory walks in with the file in her hands. Did she put Anna up to this or was it the other way around? Admittedly, Emory does have a sexy secretary vibe going with her artfully messy bun and pantsuit, cleavage just hinting out of the top. Damn, she might be the hottest woman I’ve ever seen.

I remembered the exact feeling of him bottoming out against my cervix, stretching my tight walls until I shrieked with pleasure. A sharp, intense wave of heat shot straight down to my stomach. I felt a heavy burst of my own juices slip between my thighs, soaking into my underwear. I was soaking wet just thinking about him. Julian stopped typing. He tilted his head up, his eyes locking onto mine behind his glasses. He noticed I hadn't moved an inch. "Is there something else, Ann?" he asked, leaning back in his leather chair. "What is it?"

“It’s been…what, fourteen days? And every morning I wake up and realize I slept with my ex-boyfriend’s elder brother. Not just that, I had angry, vengeful, phenomenal sex with him!” “He must have made your toes curl if you describe it as that.” She turns on a vibrator shaped like a lipstick, making a comment about needing a new one. Then she turns to me. “You’ve never for once called sex with Colt phenomenal.” I nearly hurl the brain ball at her. “Stop joking around with my predicament. It’s wrong! It’s a violation of like, five different morality codes!” Emma, still completely unfazed, holds up two bottles of creamy liquid. “Which lube should I get? Strawberry or peppermint?”

“Answer the question.” Emily bites her lip, eyes darting around the room. “It’s just… it’s a little kink thing, okay?” She gives a half-smile. “I thought maybe it’d be fun. Your birthday is coming up. I wanted to surprise you with a hot video.” He raises an eyebrow and then taps the side of his reading glasses. “I might be a bit shortsighted, Emily, but I’m not blind. Or stupid. How convenient that this little kink appeared the same day you saw Julie.”