Monica Potter Sexy Novels & Stories

The picture of a beautiful woman dressed in sexy clothes was the first thing Eric saw. "Slut, bitch, Daddy's mistress."

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

Andrius Monterio owned her, afterall. She carried only one handbag with her. It was nothing but pure sexy silk lingerie. She was sure that she did not need clothes when she was with Andrius so she did not bother anymore. She smiled at the thought. Andrius Monterio could awaken her sexual desires. If it was a bad thing, she didn't know. What Anya knew was that she's happy and she didn't regret anything. --------

She picked up the vibrator, turned it on high, and pressed it directly against my clit without mercy. Monica straddled my face once more, lowering her pussy to my mouth. "Make me come," she ordered. I licked and sucked desperately, my own pleasure building under the relentless vibrator. Tasha pushed three fingers back inside me, fucking hard and fast. The plug twisted with every thrust. My moans vibrated against Monica's clit.

However, Monica quickly spoke up, she placed a potion on the table, then she looked at Bertha with amused eyes, and then Monica spoke. "If Dominic is not willing to have sex with you, use an aphrodisiac. No one can resist the sexual stimulation of the drug. Dominic will go crazy and have sex with you."

Monica's snicker earned her an eye roll, "Look, you have Victor. There's a possibility that it may not get worse but if you do feel a pull toward Alpha Quade, its only natural. On a side note, sex with your mate is the best thing you'll ever have baby girl." I groaned in disgust, "Mono!" Wiggling her brows, she teased, "Don't act all innocent in front of me, baby. Remember, I walked into Victor and you being all kinky in the study." "Monica," I chided, "Please drop the subject," taking one last drag from my cigarette, I snuffed it out on the porch steps.

He controlled himself, then slowly pulled away, "it doesn't work anymore, Monica," Monica lifted herself, slipped her hand into her skirt and pulled it off. Sly swallowed his saliva lustfully at her sleek movement. He was just a few meters away. "Really?" Monica slowly unbuttoned her shirt, her lustful gaze not leaving his. Her voice had turned silky, with a lustful lace. She rubbed her hand over his hard cock, under his trousers, "why are you hard then?" her voice was low and alluring, "admit it Sly, I'm the only one who turns you on like this," she unzipped his trousers, pulled it down and slipped her hand into his boxer short, her eyes did not leave his, and neither did Sly find the stren

"Monica, stop teasing! Henry, ignore her, she's always dramatic. Monica spoke with unbridled enthusiasm, her words tumbling out in a vibrant, uninhibited cascade. Her tone was bold, bordering on lascivious, leaving little to the imagination. When Vicky encountered this vivacious woman, he couldn't help but notice her provocative demeanor. His eyes narrowed slightly as he took in her sultry gait and husky voice, his expression a mixture of fascination and wariness. Henry's eyes locked onto Monica, his gaze intensifying as he absorbed her unapologetic sensuality. Her voice was a throaty purr, her words dripping with a confidence that was both captivating and unnerving. As she moved, her curves

“Not even Michael is safe, though he thinks the contrary. But that’s because he is cocky.” She laughed lightly. “Perhaps. But I’m not here to discuss your execution.. I’m here to teach a valuable lesson to my worthless daughter.” She paused a moment. “I want you to tell me something Prince Conor- How can you even get your dick hard for that little whore? Surely knowing that she was used for years to pleasure hordes of other men would be a turn off, wouldn’t it?” Monica asked, snapping her fingers. I could feel the shadow chains capture him as the barrier shattered around him. Conor grunted as the chains wrapped tightly around him. I can’t see them directly… but I can see a slight discolorati

I will make you forget about every woman you have ever slept with, she said. " I'm sure it will be the other way round, '' Elliot responded and watched Monica go naked in front of him. Elliot was An aggressor, he was turned on Just by looking at her. He pulled Monica onto the bed and kissed her so passionately. He quickly stripped naked, then reached up and flicked on the switch flooding the room with light as it was a little bit dark when they got in. Monica molded herself into warmth loving the feel of his hard chest against her nipples. She captured his lips and kissed them with so much desire. Elliot rubbed harder against Monica.