Peyton Coffee Booty Novels & Stories

PIPER My boots patter on the smooth paved driveway of the Theta house, as I follow behind Paisley. She’s strutting in stilettos, while I’m marching in boots. It already feels like I’ve done something wrong. Why did I ever agree to this? Scratch that. Why did I agree to wearing this outfit? The plush, white and pink romper, with bunny ears attached to the hoodie is unflattering. Of course my big boobs push at the cheap and flimsy zipper, letting it be known at least that I’m a girl. But you can’t see any of my curves. Not the way Paisley is on full display. Cheeky underwear-like bottoms, with fishnets underneath, and a deep purple corset, that pushes her boobs up high. She fusses with them tr

I squirt some on myself, rubbing it over my throbbing member. The video still plays, but my eyes flutter shut when I stroke myself from base to tip. I wonder how Zeke would feel, is he bigger than me? Would he make noise? Would he be quiet? I pick up my pace, a heavy sigh coming from my lips. Fuck, would he be the bottom? I don't think I want to, not right away anyways. But would he? He'd be so- "Peyton?'' I suck in my bottom lip, hearing my mate's soft voice sends me over the edge. It plays with my fantasy, and biting hard enough blood floods my mouth. Cum squirts from my tip, coating my covered stomach.

Jax Kingston and Junior-Agent-Nobody-Who-Will-Never-Be-a-Real-Agent-Now Spar Outside Arena; Kingston Throws Perfectly Good Iced Coffee All Over Douchebag. I drag one chair out from the desk and sit down. She doesn't take the one next to me. Instead, she paces the small length of the room, her hips swaying, the hem of her pencil skirt brushing her thighs. I try not to watch. "Why, Jax?" She stops pacing and faces me. Her expression is cold, but there's heat underneath. "You're already in trouble with the team. A viral clip of you nailing a fan with a large iced coffee is not going to help anything."

she bites her lip as she grinds my cock while she unbuckles my belt and started kissing my chest the moment my shirt joins her clothes on the floor. "His moans make me want to fuck him harder, your soft little whimpers never fail to make me feel dominantly yours." Her hand trails down and started stroking my length. I couldn't take it any longer when stripped naked and reached out for my condom. Peyton was standing on the side of my bed when she sexily took off her bra and shimmied down from her nude panties until it reaches the floor. "And how do you feel when Kyle slapped my ass?" she asked as she positioned herself on all fours, presenting me with her ass and making me groan.

All I can think of as I stare at Aaron freaking Lee Altamira is "How on earth is it possible for someone to be gorgeous like that?" * "Who's that?" I ask pointing ahead to someone as I threw a handful of skittles into my mouth. "That's Crack head Cole, he smokes, does drug and sells around to any willing buyer," Peyton explained resting her head on my thigh.

"I’m glad you’re not my mate. I can’t stand the thought of being tied to a fat, disgusting cow like you for the rest of my life." After being brutally rejected by the man she loved in front of everyone, plus-size Lillian is betrayed by her own adoptive family and sold to a secret Alpha auction to pay off their debts. Hayes Denzel, the cold, billionaire Alpha of the most powerful pack, isn’t at the auction looking for a sex slave. He just needs a strong woman who can give him an heir before his 35th birthday. While every other Alpha rejects Lillian because of her weight, Hayes picks her without hesitation. Even though he’s known for being ruthless and cruel, Hayes never body shames h

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“Kenny’s sitting outside Starbucks. He’s in a red hoodie, over.” “Copy, over.” I guided my truck to the spaces across from the coffee store and parked far enough away that I’d be somewhat obscured. As I climbed out of the cab and locked the doors, my eyes caught a glimpse of someone very familiar. My heart stuttered momentarily as I closed my eyes and opened them again to make sure I was seeing what I thought I was seeing. Payton was walking out the south door, one hand holding a grande coffee, the other her cell phone and purse. Her long, straight hair was pulled into a ponytail and she wore jeans, knee-high boots and a tight, cream turtleneck sweater that did incredible things for her tits

I felt uncomfortable in my pants instantly as my member twitched and grew hard. She was wearing a red Nike cropped hoodie that left a large portion of her belly bare. Her hair was pulled into a sexy, messy bun. Her legs were so long, and they looked yummy. I licked my lips slowly as she walked to the mini fridge and bent down, lifting her buttocks intentionally.