Novel & Cerita Rachel Brockman Hot

Rachel surprised everyone by saying that she wanted to have anal sex with Duncan. After Mark incredulously pointed out the size problems and gave the crowd a good chuckle, Kara wrote it down. Rachel did have really small hips, Duncan noted. He wondered if she would even be able to take him. He shrugged internally. Derrek had decided that he wanted to be taken forcefully by a cop that was overstepping her authority. Amy grinned widely. "That shit can definitely be arranged," she said, giggling and leaning into Zeke. "Danielle?" Kara said. "It's okay if you don't..." she started.

Despite the increasing desire to glare at him, I simply smirked which I could see, drove him madder with how red his neck and face turned. Like a fucking tomato! Dressed in a pair of black leather pants and a red crop top, Rachel, one of our team mates walked up to my window. She looked gorgeous as always with her well-fitted clothes. She put on a show as she removed her crop top revealing a black bra underneath it. The bystanders cheered her on. She perched down low to rest her arms against the frame of the wide opened window. She was the only girl in our gang who understood racing and knew how to race and truthfully speaking, she had both the brain and the beauty, unlike Sophie.

Gemma stood watching her and trying to force herself from bursting out. “Nora! You did this, you spoiled bitch! Just watch and see, I'll release that video for the whole world to see,” Rachel yelled, flinging her arms on all part of the room in an attempt to hit Nora, but ended up falling yet again. “Pssst!” Someone called from the door. “Who is there!” Rachel yelled, now desperate as the hotness of the pepper was becoming too much. Gemma gazed at the door and caught sight of Nora, who signalled her to come out.

Rachel's response was mocking: "Doesn't your mate's first love happen to be your younger brother? And weren't there numerous suitors pursuing her?" My face darkened as I typed back: "Elara and I have an unbreakable pack bond and two sons." **(Caleb's POV)** At the Pack Healer's Ward, Rachel's eyes lit up as she stared at me intently. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, concerned she was still angry. "I think I might be in heat," she said matter-of-factly. "We should go home." My face flushed as I tried to cover her muzzle. "Rachel!"

Rachel shouted at me. "What happened to Brandon? Doesn't he satisfy your... urges?" I asked. "He won't fuck me! Thanks to you!" Rachel yelled again. "Then leave him, since you never loved him anyway," I shrugged. "I won't leave him and I can't stop fucking his half-brother! Brandon knows I'm addicted to sex! I can't do without it, not even a single day! And turn that thing off, it is turning me on!" Rachel shouted. "You're crazy, you know that?" I said as I stepped away from the door and entered the room, turning off the television.

Before I can respond, Rachel appears over my shoulder like the devil herself. “No offense, Doc,” she says, sipping an iced coffee she definitely brought from home, “but what you need is a man. A sexy man. Maybe a little younger.” I spin in my chair. “Rachel—” She waves me off and steamrolls forward. “Think about it. A hot silver fox like you and a sexy young buck working side-by-side in the same office? Business would boom. Women would be booking pap smears weekly just for the view.” I choke. “Oh my god. Kill me now.”

“Because, I wonder how he will look at someone like you, his enemy’s wife.” Rachel laughed lightly. “Oh, dear! Please, I have somewhere to go. Hopefully, if I see you next time, I'll share some tips.” The elevator opened, and Rachel entered. Before the door closed, she winked at Jodie. She leaned against the wall of the elevator, her hands pressed against her forehead. She had expected it. Rachel was very aware that people will question their relationship became Bryce and Dominic were public enemies. Her phone rang, and she pulled it out. It was Elara. “Hello?”

Nik… Rachel suddenly giggled. “And that perfectly fits your brother, Blakely! God! Nik is so hot. I can already die happily once I taste him. Look at his veiny arms. Those muscles on his chest. His jaw. His sensual lips… God! I feel like he could break a woman on his bed with that body. I bet he's extra large.”

What was wrong with a good missionary sex where she could rest her back on the bed and let Jacob do the work of thrusting in and out of her? She said as much to Dana who guffawed and ordered another bottle of beer. “Bring the whole tequila bottle please.” when the bartender raised a concerned brow looking toward Dana for affirmation, Rachel raised her voice. “Hey, don’t you know me? Rachel Rivers from the bloody celebrity tv show on ABN! I could buy the whole damn bar if I wanted to.”

I'd rather be on a lifetime diet of broccoli than have another bowl of that salty s*it! On the bright side, I met an old friend Rachel. She's still smoking hot and as crazy as before. Turns out we're both lesbians and we are hitting things off smoothly. Well when life gives you an immortal freak as a 'mom', a nasty hell hole as a home and strangers as family and also no way out; make good s*x. ' I smile bitterly at Toris one of a kind mentality and am about to open the next page when I hear the metal gong get struck.