Olivia Ponton Hot Novels & Stories

“I don’t need a drama queen, I don’t care how much money she has.” “I feel you on that Bruh.” Matt took another bite of his burger. My phone vibrated in my pants. I wiped my hands and fished my phone out of my pocket. It was a text message from Olivia. [Olivia] Looking forward to having you this weekend. [Tony] I’m looking forward to taking you as well. [Olivia] You make me wet just thinking about you. [Tony] Good to know. I’ll be inside you soon. Talk to you later. [Olivia] 💦

“And our son’s hungry.” Olívia’s smile spread instantly—radiant, in love, completely happy. Some time later, Olívia stood in front of the closet mirror, her hair still damp from the shower as she slowly spread sunscreen over her body in a deliberately sensual way. She had chosen the most dangerous weapon possible for that day: a tiny white thong bikini with gold details, paired with a sheer beach skirt made to dance with the wind. Liam appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed, simply watching her.

How could a measly girl like her talk to the future Luna in such manner. "I am the future Luna of this pack and I'll tell Zephyr to properly deal with you!" Olivia threatened. If Bellona didn't know better, she would have been scared because of the confidence that Olivia exuded but she knew that the girl was just like every other contestant. The only difference was that she was very proud and spoilt. "You talk a lot" Bellona said and tried to walk out and again Olivia drew her back. "The next time you'll touch me, I'll break your hands." Bellona's face was dark. She had really been trying to control her anger because Jake and Christine asked her nicely but it seemed like Olivia was bent on g

“You’ve humiliated this family. You’ve dragged our name through the filth.” “I didn’t ask for this…” “You didn’t stop it either.” The door opened behind them. Olivia walked in, satin robe clinging to her, her hair still damp from a fresh shower. She blinked at them like she’d just stepped into the tension by accident. “What’s going on?” she asked softly. Her voice was smooth. Calm. A little too calm. “Your golden boy here,” Carlton said without looking at her, “was busy getting raped on camera while I was at home waiting for answers.”

CARL. Olivia's face is gorgeous. She has one of those faces that are not doll-like, but rather, sexy and representative. Yes, those faces represent life and wisdom, no matter what. They represent the ability to love and to claim when they need some love nearby. And there she was, Olivia Quintero completely naked before me, inside the shower of a five-star hotel on a stunning and touristic island of Venezuela, after making love, with that sparkling look and that redness from the past excitement and the movements, my movements and my touches, my fault all her reds on the skin, that shaved, beautiful, and preened, was the wrapper of a precious and desirable body.

I might as well try and stop my heart from beating on its own. Olivia Radcliffe is a total sex pot. Eighteen years old, she should be modeling in Europe or lounging in the sun in a mansion in Los Angeles. Her I*******m account is private, which I’m sure is a result of her bAnatoliging to one of the richest families in America, but if it wasn’t, she’d have tens of millions of followers.

And, when I had let her know, Olivia's eyes had beamed with excitement and understanding, begging me to let her experiment as well. Unfortunately, Jonny had decided to show up and tried to open the door. At least we'd been smart enough to lock it, which gave us plenty of time to get ready and try to look relatively normal. “What are you thinking about?” Olivia's question brought me back to reality. "The first time I saw these beauties.” I answered taking my hands to her breasts to caress them over her shirt, fortunately, the bra was in absence. "Excellent memory.” She agreed with a breathless laugh "But I think there is something to celebrate today...”

“Why haven't you fallen asleep? Austin asked. “I don't know, tal vez Porque Estoy cachondo Como la m****a(maybe because I'm horny as fuck) “ She whispered. She snuggled closer and rubbed his chest. Austin wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. “All right then, “the love of my life” he kissed her deeply, trying to kiss her hard enough to get her to moan. Olivia moaned and pressed her body against his, their bodies connected, and her fingers tangled in his hair. Olivia felt his hands exploring her body, her breasts, belly, and everywhere. His hand reached her clit, massaging it slowly. He then started to tease and lick it, making Olivia cry out louder. She was almost in the c

She looked hot in the over-sized sweater, her nose was pink from the cold breeze, and there was a glow to her face that I couldn’t possibly describe. She was beautiful. I remember being subtle when I asked one of my teammates. “Who’s that girl?” One of the guys, Landon looked out front and said, ’That’s Olivia. She’s super hot, but man she’s taken. Not sure if he called dibs but she was hooking up with him all summer.” I looked at where the idiot was looking at. He was talking about the brunette behind the girl I actually had my eyes on. “Not her. I’m talking about the girl sitting near the tree.”

I finish with a smile on my face. Before Caleb could say anything a clapping sound emanated from behind him. Caleb turned to look behind him, giving me a clear view of who the sound was coming from. Olivia stood beside Caleb's bed, her hands clapping together with a sly smile spreading across her face. "Say hello to all my five hundred thousand followers," she said, her voice dripping with malice. I noticed a tripod stand in front of her, holding her phone, the screen glowing with what looked like a live stream.