Olivia Casta Porn Novels & Stories

She cackled like she was some sort of villain character exploiting a poor heroine. Ash(?!): But first, send me yours, and I’ll send mine after Olivia: It sounds like we are exchanging *** pics Ash(?!): I wouldn't want to slap you through your screenmlllllll Olivia: I'm Ash(?!): I was erasing, IGNORE THAT Olivia: Wow Ash(?!): I said IGNORE THAT Olivia: Mob boss Ash... Olivia: did you just make a sexual joke to me...? (*3*) Ash(?!): You are obnoxious

her mother replied, her voice trembling. “We’re here on behalf of Mr. Castellano,” the man said, stepping forward. “Your husband owes our boss a significant amount of money. We’ve come to collect.” Olivia’s heart paused. Mr. Castellano. She’d heard the name whispered in the shadows, always in quiet tones and fearful glances. Victor Castellano was more than just a man, he was a myth, a legend in the underworld. The thought of her father being involved with someone like him made her heart dropped.

“Damn. You both had so much chemistry, I was rooting for y'all.” “Tch. Don't mind him, Aurelia. He placed a bet on you both with Mathew, these fools bet if you'll be pregnant by the end of the month with Caspian's child.” Olivia scoffed, narrowing her eyes at both men as she shook her head. “It's a good thing they gave me the money, I'll treat you to lunch today. Give me all the deeds.” she winked at me and I chuckled as both Matthew and Kendall jerked forward, eyes as wide as saucers. “What!” They chorused, but Olivia couldn't care less, she just casually faced the mannequin in front of her, pretending not to hear them as she continued to work.

I push her head as she continues to take me. “Just like that. Such a fucking good girl.” Liana hums from my praise. She grabs my ass with her free hand, pushing me deeper and taking me fast. I see Olivia’s little ass perked. I see her against the party wall, looking up at me with those seductive eyes. I see her kissing Talon. “Fuck, baby. Take this dick like you own it.” I hunch lower and keep bucking down her throat. Olivia’s gags are music to my ears. “You want this cock?”

I don't know how his touch sends my mind spinning, and my body aching for more. “I want to fuck you hard on this table. I want to hold you down and use my tongue on you. I want to hear you scream my name while I fuck you from behind,” He murmurs, his words rolling off his tongue with a thick Italian accent. The accent makes the words sound even more enticing. "I have a lot of things I want to do to your pretty body, but not right now," He pauses, waiting for me to meet his gaze. "Kiss me, Olivia."

I walked past him, went to my dressing table and lathered lotion on my skin. “Olivia, talk to me, please.” He begged but I wasn’t ready to say anything. I was still angry, and I blamed him too. Instead of asking questions and finding out what happened to Lupita, he pushed her out. “Baby, please. You are making me worry, what is wrong with you, did Lupita do something to you?” I glared at him. “What do you think she could do to me? I am Olivia Wallker, daughter of a mafia kingpin, ex-wife of the manipulative and cunning Nick Jones, my friend and brother is Ethan. Tell me, what could Lupita possibly do to me?”

“Don’t start with the I’m tired shit. Sit down. Spill. Right. Now.” Olivia dropped onto the couch beside her, pressing her palms over her face. “I went to his house.” Daniela clapped so loud it startled her own cat off the armchair. “Okay, wait, wait, wait!” she tucked her legs under her, already squealing. “Details. Don’t you dare hold out on me.” Olivia peeked through her fingers, cheeks burning. “It was… Dani, it was insane. I had three orgasms. Three.”

He's black-bellied, thick-skinned and extremely shameless. He seized every chance he got to press her down, making her e scream his name as she begged him. He once shamelessly made her e call him daddy and hubby, while doing the deed. “Uh! Dar..l..ling~” Olivia moaned as he thrusted two fingers inside her core spot. His mouth latched on her n*pple and he subsequently use his other hand to make circles on her other bre*st. “gawd! This is a beach! How can we be doing this in such a clean ocean? Isn't this an insult to nature?” Olivia growled at him but he cackled in return.

I asked teasingly, knowing how much she hated being called that. “Come on, Les,” she sighed, collapsing onto the bed without caution. Her soft breasts shook aggressively, making my dick jerk. “My name is Olivia; call me that and stop with this kitten nonsense.” “So, did you get the job as an intern?” Her face lit up, and she smiled. “What do you take me for? I'm the renowned Olivia Brown, for goodness' sake. I get everything I want whenever I want it.”

"But I'm very jealous of their youth and beauty! So I have potions that will make you my slaves. You will be under my control! If I ordered you to strip for Ram and company, you will obey! Ti hi hi hi hi!" Olga rubbed her palms as she visualized all the impossible positions her husband had done to her. Ivana and Brie would endure those postures while writhing with agony and ecstasy. "You will enjoy their lustful attentions. You will beg them to tie you and to flog you. You will plead with to take you, to breed you... ooh! Ungh! Uh! Uh! Uh!"