Melissa Barrera Hot Novels & Stories

At Linux enterprise Gema stood with Melissa McCarthy the makeup artist of the renounced Brianna Zachary. They both were having a conversation as gema went ahead to give her point. "Not my problem" Gema chimed in as she stared at Melissa slowly. "Miss has asked us to come to her office not everyone has the privilege". Melissa hushed Gema. She hasn't been to Brianna's office before so this was obviously her first time, she was stunned when the call came in it took a few seconds for her to process the words from the secretary.

Patting the back of her hand comfortingly, he said, "Relax. I asked around and found out that the new executive is a young woman. She also seems to have graduated from the same university as us, so everything should be fine." However, he had barely finished speaking when the private room door opened, and a familiar figure walked in. His eyes widened. It was Marissa! Dressed in a sharp suit with her long hair gathered into a low ponytail, she exuded a powerful air. The smile on Melissa's lips froze before she leaped to her feet. "Marissa Parker, what are you doing here! Have you still not given up yet?" Liam breathed a silent sigh of relief. No wonder she hadn't responded to any of his messag

Something tells me that it must be his mistress that he left to see. Allen walked quietly into the room, it was my girlfriend's bar, so no security dared stop me, I just followed Allen straight inside the room. “How did it go?” I heard a young lady's voice. It sounded like my girlfriend Joan but that was impossible, she was visiting her grandmother for the holiday. “Guess who isn't getting a breakup,” Allen laughed loudly. “That bitch thought she could just break up with me and leave me broke, that was a wide idea.” “She would be at your mercy…it's only a matter of time before you are the one heading The Rodriguez's group,” the lady added.

she murmured with uncertainty, anger beginning to boil in her heart but She had to hold her temper. She just hoped Damian wasn't thinking of Sophia while she was in bed with him. They pulled a breathtaking round of good sex and her peach wanted more. What has she not done for him to stop thinking about Sophia? Melissa climbed over Damian. She sat on his groin, her hands placed on his shoulders as she locked gaze with Damian, her eyes evident with desire. Gently, she ground her arse on Damian's cork, sliding on it in the quest to get him in the mood. Damian’s hand grabbed her waist. His hands slowly found their way to Melissa's butt, squeezing them up softly which earned a moan from Melissa.

Andrea is busy with the coverage of the Olympics in the Philippines that will be featured in the publication. "Ow? Are he really cute, Andrea or maybe he's just cute because your standards are too low," Melissa said laughing. "You're very nice to me, Melissa, huh! My standards are not low, I just appreciated his look," explained Andrea. "Also, he's really cute especially when he plays badminton and hits the ball." The excitement in Andrea's appearance is still obvious. "Oh! Just find someone ugly and you will not be replaced," I replied bitterly. "Times are different now, Miles, whether you're ugly or not, you're both a cheater, aren't you, Chad?" Melissa said seriously that I thought she wa

The thought shocked her, yet it was still there. Mellisa started to writhe, her back arching, her body shaking. The egg inside her intensified its vibrations. Barbara watched as Mellisa’s face contorted, her eyes squeezing shut with a muffled cry escaping her gag. Mellisa was cumming, Barbara realized, a wave of heat washing over her. Barbara’s own body responded, her pussy clenching, the egg pushing deeper. Her nipples ached, a sweet, sharp pain. She was so close, so incredibly close. She wanted to scream... to beg... to demand release...

she hollered. I jerked, swearing profanities—she couldn’t leave me be in my past life, and she didn’t intend to now. "I'm coming!" I shouted, hurriedly climbing out of the tub and wrapping a towel around my frame. When I exited the bathroom, Melissa was staring. I felt self-conscious as I dried myself, but it didn’t matter because every move I made was meant to allure her. A little secret of Melissa's—one she told no one but Raya—was that she liked women.

she said and batted her eyelashes flirtatiously. Lola caught the act and looked away with a grin pulling on her lips. She knew that Melissa wasn’t afraid to flirt, and more often than not, she ended up with the guy she wanted. She was beautiful and had long, curly brown hair, a bronze complexion, and long, full lashes. Not to mention, her fashion sense never ceased to amaze.

She asked as she turned towards me, throwing her hair to the back of her head. There was no way I was mistaken; I thought to myself, taking my hand back. The face looked mature, but I knew the person I stood with was Melissa and there was no denying it, except she was doing it on purpose. “You are Melissa, right?” I asked, smiling as I felt she wanted to keep me in a guessing game. “It’s been a while since we talked, and you ran away on that night.” “I’m not sure you are talking to the right person. My name is Gabriella Barron of Nightshade Pack,” she said as she flipped her hair, placing her tablet in front of her.