Raya Steele Sex Novels & Stories

I went bright red, I just walked in on Ryan fucking some women his office table, the women who he was fucking while having her legs in the air screamed “ get the fuck out” Ryan on the other hand looked straight at me, his piercing blue eyes locked with my hazel eyes, some reason I froze, he gave me a smirk while holding this women’s hips and her legs on his shoulders and he gave a little laugh, “ are you stupid, get out” this women shouted, “ ohh ohh shit sorry, ohh I mean sugar” then I quickly ran out and shutting the door behind me .

"You did so well up there, Cordelia. You looked so beautiful and poised." "Mmm" His fingers begin to play along the edges of my labia, wet and ready. As the tip of his finger enters me, I bite my lip harder as I fight not to moan. "Careful Mrs. Steele," he warns. "You wouldn't want anyone to know what we're up to back here." "Ah...Then you need to stop before I cum, Mr. Steele," I rasp barely able to keep myself standing, even with the wall for support. "And I'm not Mrs. Steele, not yet."

I can't say this to anyone, not even Stella. Stella thought I had taken her advice seriously and continued to teach me about being a good wife. "You should take the initiative. Men like passionate women. In other words, you should cater to him more in bed. If you can make him infatuate with your body, how can he not fall in love with you?" Her thin voice entered my ear like some kind of spell and made my ears burn. "Don't be shy... These are some of the best techniques I've used to keep Ryan Green attached to me!" Stella looked around the empty kitchen. She put her hand over my ear and said, "Oh, and you can have a little fun every now and then, like putting on lingerie.

Ray pounded into her ruthlessly, hips slapping loud and wet against her ass. “Take that dick, you dirty slut. This what you wanted?” “Uhn—uhn—yes! Harder! Ruin my fucking pussy!” She pushed back against him, twerking her ass in filthy circles, making it clap obscenely with every savage thrust. Richard tried so desperately to close his eyes, but he couldn't. Sweat slicked their bodies. Her tits swung heavy beneath her, nipples hard. Ray reached around and rubbed her clit roughly. He turned to Richard with a taunting look.

She knew he hadn’t cum, so she moved back to her knees and went between his legs. Stacy took him into her mouth and sucked on him hard, letting her tongue move around the head, then taking him deeper. She felt him jerk when she moaned, and it massaged the head. The feel of his hands in her hair turned her on more. In a second, she wanted to ride him. When she looked up, she smiled and let him slide out of her mouth. In her mind, Rayne was still screaming at her to stop.

Her hips began to move slowly, taking him in and out. Their eyes were locked into each other as she slowly rode him. It wasn't one of their fucking session. It was sweet sex like lovers or mates. After a while, Seraya lost control as she began to move her hips crazily, eager to meet her release. More sexy growls came from Rafe's lips who was watching her breasts bouncing all the time. It was the first time that he had the chance to see her pleased face. It was so sinfully beautiful that he didn't think that one orgasm was enough to burn the desire. He grabbed onto her hips fiercely, thrusting himself at the same time. Both of their moans echoed in the room and at the same time, their joined

“I enjoy looking into your eyes. They are enchanting.” The bravado was gone. Ray could barely manage speaking at all never mind making his words sound confident and casual. “Are you trying to flirt with me?” “Is it not obvious?” “No, it is. I just don’t understand why.” Melo leaned just a bit closer. “What is there to understand?” “You know I’m asexual.” Ray was pretty sure everyone within the inner circle was aware of that fact. “I know. What does that have to do with anything?” “You enjoy sex.”

“That’s the last thing I need. A hot therapist judging me while I tell him all the ways I’m messed up.” “Or maybe,” Mia said slyly, “that’s exactly what you need.” I groaned, but when she handed me her phone, my eyes fell on his profile. Dr. Zayn Steele. Sex Therapist. The picture showed a man in his early thirties with sharp features, messy dark hair, and a piercing glinting on his lip. His tattoos crawled up his forearms in the photo, half-hidden by his rolled-up sleeves. Something about him made my stomach flip.

Ray reached for her again and in his desperate attempt to hold her still, he accidentally caught the edge of her joggers and yanked them down by mistake, revealing her cotton lace panties Elena's eyes grew to their full size in terror as she held her breath. Ray's eyes widened as well upon seeing her smooth naked thighs. He grinned gently. “I can’t believe in all these seven years…….I never got a taste of this,” he whispered softly squeezing her thighs making Elena shiver. “Rayyy!” Elena yelled his name once again, saying, “Don’t even tryyyyyy it!” But he pushed her down and was over her now, smearing his hair and kissing Elena’s neck.

Daniella earnestly said. "You know you can't just return the money and go right?" Ray's voice sounded dangerous. Daniella expected it and just as she got away from Justice without giving in, she hoped that the same miracle would happen, even when she knew it was impossible. When it came to Ray, she used to be his sex toy. "There are other things you can do to please me," he said, stepping closer and Daniella crawled backward. "Things like what?" Daniella asked frightfully. "Don't pretend to be innocent. The same things you used to do before. Like being a bitch in bed," he licked his mouth lustfully. "Get on your knees, Daniella," he ordered.