Leigh Nicol Sex Novels & Stories

"Yeah, I guess I did. I was going to tell you guys no though. I just felt like I had to be here to avoid any issues at work. I mean, y'all have me in a precarious position." Vicky nodded. "I know, and I'm sorry about that. I've got a high sex drive and I haven't had an orgasm from a real dick since college. I adore my husband, and he tries so hard, but cunnilingus just doesn't cut it for me. I can't cum like that." "I can!" Nicole said, unhelpfully. "But Chase doesn't like it, the fucker." Vicky giggled and shook her head. "Nicole, come over here and pull my blouse up."

There was nothing to make me hold back. “You married Lily to solidify your candidacy for group chairman, Tristan. Have you forgotten that?” “I haven’t,” I sighed. It was starting to sound like they were interrogating a child. “As I said, I’ll keep things private. I’m not a careless person.” Risky? Yes, but never careless. I only fucked Nicole in the pool because I knew Lily was a heavy sleeper. I spoke to her in the dining room because I knew our cook had hearing issues and would never hear whispered words. I fucked her in her room because her mother had already left for the spa.

he said, his voice low. Nicole shook her head, her hair rustling softly. "No, not at all," she said, her voice firm. "I'm just looking for the right man. I'm not looking for someone special. In fact, I don't want to get married, but yes, I want to have sex." Gage's laughter was deep and rich, filling the kitchen with a warm, joyful sound. "You're looking very desperate," he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Am I safe?"

His other hand wound around her head, and his fingers seeped into her soft hair. On the other hand, Nicole was shy. She knew that they would need to have sex for her to be marked. Her eyes darted around and her cheeks turned red. "What are you so shy about?" He asked, in an amused tone and then went ahead to place a kiss on her cheek. "Uhmm..." She looked up at him and opened her mouth to talk. She was the bold and aggressive one yesterday but now she was as timid as a clueless kid. "Are we going to have sex there?" She asked, pointing at the stone altar. Her eyes were wide as saucers and then she looked around, with caution.

Mind linking him back, I say, “Drew and I are on our way now, Liam; everyone stands down until we get there.” Nicole's mate is a solid bastard with shaggy blonde hair, blue eyes, and tanned skin. He is shorter than me, around six feet two inches tall; looking at him, he would have to be in his mid to late thirties. As soon as he sees me, he growls, “Where’s my fucking mate and pup,” Neo growls as we shift, and I remind him we promised Nicole we wouldn't attack Jackson first.

Logan asked with a slight frown. I closed my eyes and wished he would disappear. Slowly, I peaked with one eye; he was still here, how disappointing. I liked Logan, he was cute and tall. I loved tall guys, their hugs were heavenly. By their hugs, I meant Damon's hugs. I don't go around hugging boys. Wait, since when did I notice boys? "Nicole?" He waved a hand in my face, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Did someone hurt you?"

She's leaning against the headboard with her legs spread apart and uncle Harry is interviewing her, but is not visible in the video. "How old are you?" He asks. "Eighteen, last month." She answers in that same monotone, I've gotten used to hearing. "Are you a virgin?" He asks her next. "Yes." "Do you have a boyfriend?" Uncle Harry's voice comes from behind the camera. "Yes." "What sexual experiences have you and your boyfriend had?" Uncle Harry seems to be having problems keeping a professional tone to his voice. "He's sucked my nipples, put his fingers in me and we've had oral sex." Nicole answers matter-of-factly.

“It’s time to get up, detka.” “Mmmmm...” She curled into me for a moment, inhaling the sensuous mixture of our friend’s scents on my skin before sitting up to stretch. ”Okaaaaayyyy...” “Morning already? Shit.” Nicole bolted upright with a yawn, rubbing the sleep out of her bleary hazel eyes with an upturned palm. I blushed at the sight of her pierced nipples, remembering how the metal barbells tasted in my mouth as I swirled them around in blind pleasure. It was yet another example of how brave I thought she was to get something like that done to her body. She turned to the lump beside her and shook it a little. “Livvy, it’s Pride day! Get the fuck out of bed dude.” I recognized the cursing,

The realization that there was no way out of this for her anymore. Beside her, Nicole just stared. Then she sighed. “Yeah. Your sham husband-to-be is nothing but a selfish sociopath.” A grin slowly spread across her face. “Unfortunately, he's also a ridiculously handsome sexy sociopath.” Nicole kicked her lips. “Now I think about it, I wonder, Cassie, how was the sex again?” Cassandra groaned, rolling her eyes. “Really Nikki? Really?” And despite everything, Nicole's laughter echoed across the balcony.

And really, as a woman, I was more and more eager to make love to him. “What was it like?” I asked. “Mr. Nicolas, he likes something more challenging. I mean, Hard Sex! I once dragged a woman who was too exhausted after making love with him, and she didn't survive.” “Shit,” I cursed; it was because Nicolas’ body looked smaller than the others. But I didn’t expect him to have the wildest sex drive. “Mr. Giorgio, he likes healthy sex. He will only make love to certain women, he is quite picky about it. However, I have never seen or heard of him actually having a girlfriend.”