Lustful Life Novelas e Histórias

“You enjoy everything? Don’t say that if you’re not sure, baby. My heart can’t stand an informations as delicious as this.” Is it me or Hunter’s femme fatale friend is flirting with me? I deny with eyes wide open and she smiles again. “I don’t say everything, I mean, all kinds of music, I like to diversify! My god, that wasn’t what I wanted to say anyway.” Hunter growls out loud to Lupita and she thinks he’s angry face is funny. “Lupi, I told you she was mine, can you stop flirting with my girl, you are a fucker from hell.”

"And a few centuries of hating me for a mistake I made two hundred years ago.” She tips her wine glass, takes a slow sip, and then slams her mouth onto mine. The kiss is hard and hungry. Warm, dark wine leaks between our lips, tasting like grapes and pure lust. I don't give a fuck that over fifty nobles are watching their Alpha and Luna. They can stare. We look like a fucking p**n show and I love it. My hand grips her slender waist, pulling her against me. She gasps and looks up at me, her pupils blown wide, swallowing the iris. “Careful," she breathes against my lips. "You actually remember how to want something."

but I really can't say because I don't know him but into response to him I said why do you ask Lawrence said no reason just wanted you to get to know him better since he's a family friend and we will see him more in the future. I know if people could read my mind they probably would say why are you thinking about this other man when you got a man already, little as they don't know I have an appetite for real burning lust I mean the lust that make you lose all sensible thinking, the lust that make you forget whether you coming or going the lust that change reality. The lust that you think that's only fabricated in fantasies or in your dreams as a victorious woman I want that. I need that but

He was the playboy who slept with three girls with no relationships with either of them. He was very handsome. And he somehow made me very uncomfortable. Although I never got the bad vibes from him. I was not the talking type of girl, So he made me super nervous especially with his friends, and some people looking at us. "Uh- I have to go" I soft and sternly said as he frowned. I saw it from my peripheral view as I looked at the end of the hallway. "Were you hurt? What's that?" He asked his hand reaching for the book which I pressed against my bust and my body almost jumped as he harshly pulled it back. I felt exposed. And embarrassed. I could feel my clumsy hands shake as he stared at my ch

Title pulsing: “JOURNALIST’S CUNT: CONFESSION & CONQUEST – LIVE” Luca stood over me, shirt gone, cross swinging between carved abs. Mara knelt at his feet, silver collar shining, and mouth wrapped around his cock—thick, veined, angry—sucking slow and sloppy, spit dripping down her chin onto the floor. She pulled off with a wet pop. “Time to wake the slut,” she purred, crawling up my body, fingers digging into my thighs, and spreading me wider. Luca grabbed the handheld 8K.

I gasped out, my voice all shaky and desperate while my hands grabbed at her full ass cheeks, pulling her down so her dripping bare pussy lips could slide messily against the soaked front of my jeans. Ara kept rocking her slippery folds along my seam, her big tits bouncing heavy with every move as she grinned that wicked way. “That was Lustfire, baby. Just a little sex enhancer to turn your sloppy pussy into a dripping desperate mess and make you hornier than you have ever been. Feel it burning deep in your cunt? Good girl. Now shut the fuck up and take this wet pussy on yours.” We lost it completely after that. The Lustfire made everything feel twenty times stronger, like every nerve in my

She blinked as she rubbed her eye with the back of her hand almost amidst waking up from her dream but in reality, it was so quiet and lonely. She breathed shakily as she sat up slowly and brushed her messy curly hair from her face with her fingers. This was Nina. Thirty-two and alone. It's not because she didn’t want love, but because she always seemed to chase after the wrong kind of men. She wasn’t the type who fell for sweet words or a surprise candlelight dinner. That had been years ago, when she was younger, more hopeful and more innocent. Back when she thought love came with guarantees. Now, she lived with a cautious heart, one that had been cracked too many times to count.

Carla hated it all during the day, but at night, when lust invaded her like a fever, those papers seemed to mock her, reminding her of how dry and empty of real pleasure her life was. Carla was the epitome of the successful and solitary woman: slim, but with defined curves sculpted by endless hours at the gym—firm, full breasts that defied gravity, hips that swayed with a subtle promise of naughtiness, and a toned ass that she knew how to use as a weapon on rare nights of hunting. Her short blonde hair, cut in an asymmetrical bob, was messy and stuck to her sweaty forehead, and her blue eyes, usually cold and calculating in board meetings, now shone with a wild frustration, dilated by uncont

25. RUTH was on top of him. Lush was leaning against the headboard, holding her by the hips and helping her move. It was their early morning sex before they left the condo. It was his last orgasm inside her because next week, she is no longer safe. “Damn. I love fucking you bare,” he said cheaply and almost squeezed her butt. She was just dumbfounded. Lush Miguel is so handsome. Any angle of his face shows how really handsome he is, so even if it was a sin to think about it, she could hardly imagine that he wasn’t the one using her.

The way he called her Linda without asking her name when they first met, how he caressed her cheek with delicate fingers after she blushed, his ability to make her come easily other than anyone. After all those years, no one could make her feel the same way like he did. That's why she calls that night the worst night of her life. He literally ruined her sex life by being that incredible at pleasuring her. And after dreaming of him, she always gets horny, like she got right now. Maybe she can find an opportunity to take care of it tonight. "We will walk." Lulu answers her. "And thanks for this lipstick babe, you were right. Our goal is to have too much tonight."