Natalya Neidhart Sexy Novels & Stories

- I patted her hands, flashing a pretentious smile towards the unnoticing reporters. Irina, stunned by my swift change in mood, gritted her teeth while holding up her pretentious smile. She knew that the jig was up, she chuckled drily - her eyes evasive. "Since we've met here, why don't we go on a shopping date together?. Miss Selene only picked a Chess piece, your tastes have changed overnight and i would love to know why." - She spoke softly, not wanting to falter in the eyes of the public.

“Listen, you fat bitch—” “Damn, Mia. You got jokes this year.” That low confident voice came from behind me—and I felt made my stomach immediately flip even though I hated that it did. Ethan Cole. If Kathleen is the reason I hate school, Ethan's the reason I hate life entirely. He's the gorgeous captain of the hockey team. Six-foot-two of muscle and perfect cheekbones. He absolutely loves making my life trash. And... he's my neighbor. He sauntered up beside Kathleen, and gave me a slow once-over that felt worse than any insult she’d thrown.

Everything is done. No one knows this secret of mine. I have a deep secret: I am addicted to sex to the point that I cannot even sleep without releasing my liquid. The perfect model is none other than Celestine. I found in her everything I sought in different women. She is the only one who drove me this mad and obsessed. It might be difficult because I know there will be no love in return from her. It would be one-sided love. But I don’t fucking care about that so-called “love.” I need her and I need her body. That’s all. I was about to board the chopper when I saw someone.

“But you’re not going to, are you?” My cheeks burned. My panties were already soaked, and he hadn’t even touched me yet. I hated how my body was betraying me so easily. He took one slow step closer, then another, until I could smell his cologne… dark, expensive, and intoxicating. “Be honest with me, Nina,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “Have you ever touched yourself thinking about me? Late at night, in your bed, imagining what I would do to you?”

When she twisted her head to meet his stare, she got lost in the topaz color of his eyes before it darkened. “Why would I do that? That's sexual harassment.” She said, her breath quickening the moment he released her arms and lengthen their distance. Wincing at the relief it gave her arms, she slowly turned around to find him intently watching her and did her clit clench at the tantalizing stimulation of being under his scrutiny? Yeah it did. Since he had slightly zipped down his jacket, his dragon tattoo peeked out of his clothes that her mouth went dry as she dug her fingers into her thighs in anticipation.

Her eyes dilate again as she stands, walking seductively over to the bench. As I watch her, I wonder where the timid, nerdy girl that I first met all those years ago went. She’s a fucking vixen now. A pure goddess and I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want her. It’s funny how hatred can do that to someone. Natalya lies down on her back, legs spread wide for me and her dress hitched up to her waist. I step out of my pants and boxers, which are around my ankles, and walk toward her, fisting my cock in my hands. “You are so fucking sexy, nena,” I murmur, noticing the way her cheeks redden at my compliment.

Natalia says as tears start to move down her face. “Well, that can still be arranged.” Noah goes to her and holds her chin, wiping her tears off. Then he pulls the strap of the material covering her bosoms. “You know what I like, Natalia. Would you, please?” He asks, giving her a sweet smile. Natalia nods gently. Noah had a fetish for well worn clothes and rough sex. Natalia did not enjoy any of that as it all felt demeaning to her. Walking away gently, she changes her apparel and goes back to the living room, where Noah lay on the sofa, waiting.

Nick looked in Natasha's direction and winked,before moving over beside her to order the drinks. "What are we doing?"I whispered,as I leaned in close to Natasha so the Men wouldn't hear. "You don't have to do anything besides talk to that guy Charlie. I need this,Ness. It's been months since I've gotten laid. My poor vibrator is worn out at this stage, it needs a break." "Oh,Lord.The vibrator pity."I sighed."Alright,Fine. But you owe me one,and by one I mean one of your amazing chocolate eclairs." She grinned."Deal!!"

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"Hah! Those pretty little decorations who can't do anything but moan? My darling wouldn't waste his time on them. Besides, what do you think they can offer better than me? I know all the tricks to make him feel like he's floating on air." Dylan's face darkened. He could not deny it—Natasha really did have a reputation for mastery in sex acts. Sure, modern trends like yoga pants, tight jeans, schoolgirl outfits, and fishnet stockings had their appeal. However, none of that could rival the raw allure and expertise of a woman like Natasha. He chuckled dryly. "No doubt about it—You're a man-eating enchantress. But the problem is, you need a willing victim first, right? Seems like Mr. Lloyd isn't