Passion Patties Novels & Stories

Her eyes darted around, taking in the meticulously decorated space that reflected the couple's love and happiness. Patty's fingers grazed the soft fabric of Brixlee's robe, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and lust. In a moment of impulse, she decided to wear it, to briefly experience the life she so desperately yearned for. As the silky fabric enveloped her, Patty closed her eyes, imagining what it must feel like to be Brixlee. The tranquility of the moment washed over her, and she couldn't help but allow herself to bask in the borrowed happiness.

Once Patty had enough energy, she pushed away from Barry and opened her legs for the girls. They both spat their cum inside of her pussy, making her carry all of it. Patty moaned and held her legs tightly together to ensure it didn’t leak out. Gracie and Rina rose up on their knees and licked their mouths. “Well, that was three of you. Six more to go. Form a line, gentlemen. We’re just getting started

His balls drew up and tightened as he bumped into her core and filled it. George wanted to see a child at these breasts sooner rather than later. She would change and grow with their child. He growled as she cried out, taking everything he pumped into her. They locked glowing eyes with each, and he watched the light in her eyes flare with her heated passion as she milked his shaft for his exploding desire.

Then, I locked the door. After that, I took out a lighter and set the bed on fire. Flames roared to life, crackling through the room. I lay back and closed my eyes, strangely at peace. … Meanwhile, at an award-winning restaurant, Rosa was tugging at Salvatore's arm. "Why did you order everything I don't like? I don't want that. Let's get something else," she whined. Salvatore shook his head. "Not today. Arianna has no appetite. So, I need to bring these back for her before she makes herself sick again."

He dialed Riley’s number one more time and when it went to voicemail again, he sent probably the millionth ‘I love you, I am so sorry’ text message he had sent her. He took another big long pull off of the vodka bottle before he decided to send Erin James a fax. It had all the details of the club he and Riley were working on, with the name Manhattan Passion written across the top. He figured if his relationship with Riley was really over the name of what they had started together should at least reflect a little on what they had. He decided he would send her one last message before he left her alone.

They kicked in the door. Inside— No guards. No gunfire. Just a single desk. A briefcase. And a document inside. Lorenzo grabbed it, scanned the top line. “Marriage clause,” he said. Isabella stepped beside him, her voice cold. “Burn it.” He handed her the lighter. She didn’t hesitate. The flames curled the paper inward, blackening the edges, devouring the words that once controlled her fate. When it was gone, she looked at him. “What now?”

Patricia Before I could’ve cough or hiccup or do anything else to disguised what I had just done, his eyes found mine and they just stayed there. My breath hitched, not prepared for the intensity of his stare. I was surprised. His desire was very evident, unshielded, and it confused me why he wasn’t making any attempt to hide it like I was. I didn’t have to worry about that too much because he halted my thoughts as he stepped closer, his hand dropped to my thigh pushing it apart so he could stand between my legs. In all this he never looked away. His hand travelled lightly from my thigh to my bare waist. I bit my lip inching closer to him. My hands left the counter and planted themselves on

When her friend saw that she truly no longer cared about Joshua, she stopped talking about him. However, one month later, Patrick visited Rain and immediately asked, “Rain, could you remarry Joshua?”

I did. Instead of returning my fingers to their previous position, I brought them to my mouth. While she watched, I fanned her core with warm breath from my nostrils. It must have tickled because she shuddered a little. My tongue darted forward and gave her a little flick. She shuddered again and tried to close her legs, but I wasn’t having it. I placed my legs perfectly between hers and drove her straight to heaven’s gate. I didn’t spare a spot.

she blinked and took a bite out of a danish and then offered it to me. I laughed and pushed it away as I made myself a sandwich "Oh Jesus, you know he's definitely gay or something if he is THAT hot, THAT wealthy and THAT powerful and not married or something by now, I will pass, I don't like domineering" Thanks for your support!