Liana Wilder Porn Novels & Stories

"Damn, Lili, you're a legend! Which position is best for getting knocked up? Spill!" "Relax, Lili. We all know Simon's your whole life. We'll make sure he never finds out." Liliana thought I couldn't understand Orinian, so whenever she wanted to gossip about her boy toys, she loved switching to it. Well, it's true that I couldn't understand in the past. But things were different now. My hand slipped from the doorknob, and I turned to the young woman beside me in disbelief. Her eyes were red-rimmed.

"It'll be okay." But her hand was shaking. At two PM, Trina took the stand. She looked small in the witness box. Vulnerable. "Ms. Clarke, how long were you married to the defendant?" "Five years." "Would you describe it as a happy marriage?" "At first. Then I discovered his criminal activities." "What kind of activities?" "Money laundering. Bribery. Fraud. He kept it hidden for years." "When did you discover this?" "About six months before Nickey came to stay with us."

ARTOFLD'S POV “What is it?” I asked with a confused look on my face as Liana, who has been enjoying in my mouth between her thighs, stood up and closed her legs. “Nothing serious but there's something I need to tell you,” she said and I shrugged. “What could you tell me that is better than what we're doing right now,” I said and inserted my finger into her clit then fondled her breasts firmly. She moaned out in pleasure and pushed my hands away. “Stop being naughty. I'm all yours so you should listen,” she said and I groaned out with a frustrated look on my face.

But then, where could I get money for Peyton's treatment in this small unproductive town other than a stripper club. Lilian was kind enough to teached me about the private rooms, and the ways things work around the club. I felt a pang of guilty thinking about the disappointment of my father if he came to know about my motives but for now I needed the money and if twerking in front of the crowd as Miss Penelope could earned me a couple of thousands dollars, Nothing could stop me not even the man that just locked gazes with me.

I cried out in pleasure as he began to move inside me, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through my body. His movements were slow and deliberate, each thrust hitting that perfect spot deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around him tighter, pulling him even closer as we moved together in a dance of passion. I could feel the heat building between us, our bodies slick with sweat as we moved in perfect harmony. Brax's hands roamed over my body, his touch setting every nerve on fire. I met his gaze, seeing the raw desire burning in his eyes. Our connection was intense, primal and consuming as we moved together in a symphony of lust.

Wilder: You know, Elian, I don’t really go for blondes, but I’m a team player … Elian: Fuck your team spirit, wild thing, I’ll cut you where it hurts. Wilder: Bold of you to assume I wouldn’t like that. Elian: No wonder Aaron had to stay at home. How do you even get laid? I laughed out loud as Wilder unzipped his jeans and took a selfie, sending it on the group. Niko replied with a laughing emoji but Elian went offline. “He probably went to go measure himself,” Wilder said and I laughed again as I exited the group chat.

he said flatly. Eshnu spread his arms. “Straight to business. I like that.” “You have one minute.” Lucien sounded bored. One of Eshnu’s guards shifted nervously. Even among nobles, Lucien’s reputation was infamous. Lucien, the illegitimate son of the Alpha King. He was cast aside and forgotten. Eshnu tilted his head. “Your dear brother found his mate.” Lucien’s expression didn’t change. “That’s hardly surprising.” “Oh, but the female is...” Eshnu stepped closer. “She’s from the Wolfless Zone.”

Zick said coldly, glaring at Tina. Liana's eyes widened, yet her brows furrowed, her lungs constricted making it hard for her to breathe. She looked at Zick in disbelief and swallowed hard. How dare he call her a whore, just how dare he?? He was the one who took away her innocence and promised to marry her after divorcing Melissa, then what happened to him. Liana swallowed all the lumps in her throat and forced words out of her mouth. "Zick, am I a whore to you now??" She asked, trying to hold back her tears. "You are the first man I have had sex with in my whole life yet you are calling me a whore today."

Squeezing a nipple, he felt it go hard in his fingers. Liana groaned and caressed his back. Spreading her legs, he let him rest between her and twisted her waist to show him how much she wanted him. Rich threw all thoughts outside the window and hurriedly removed his trousers and boxers, letting loose his member that was already throbbing. Liana made him lie down and she got on top of him. Expertly, she guided him inside her and was soon riding him to a beautiful orgasm. They ended up spending the whole weekend in the room only surfacing for meals.

The new Lila, the one who had been broken and remade in the Midnight Club, in Jax’s gym, in this celebrity world, felt a dark thrill run through her. “I’ll do it,” I said quietly. “I’ll fuck him. On camera. For all of you.” Ryan’s eyes darkened. He pulled me against him and kissed me hard, his tongue claiming my mouth as his hand slid between my legs, pushing through the cum to rub my clit. “You’re going to be our perfect whore tonight,” he growled. “And tomorrow, we burn whoever is behind this.” The next few hours were a whirlwind of preparation and raw, possessive sex.