Scarlett Bordeaux Hot Novels & Stories

"Hey, hey, don't tell me those are tears dripping from your mouth?" Scarlett forcefully looked away, stuffing a snack into her mouth. "I'm just hungry." Her eyes suddenly lit up as she pulled out a package from her pocket, unwrapping layers to reveal something intensely fragrant. Sarah's eyes widened in disbelief - at this wine tasting, surrounded by expensive wines and designer gowns, Scarlett was munching on tacos! The aroma was so rich it made mouths water. She knew it must be Steven's cooking. Mr. Sadberry also stared wide-eyed at the taco in Scarlett's hand, looking much like how Scarlett had stared at his wine.

The air thickened, firelight dancing on her blood-stained bandages, as Winter’s gaze locked onto her. Scarlett crossed the threshold into Winter’s chamber, her eyes, red-rimmed and glistening from tears, burned with a quiet, unyielding determination. Winter turned from the balcony, his scarred face darkening, storm-gray eyes narrowing in recognition as his gaze raked over her. His open robe hung loosely, baring a shirtless torso of chiseled abs, a broad, sculpted chest, and toned muscles that gleamed in the flickering glow, his pants riding low on his hips.

I saw as I start driving to the pack house. As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I’m out of my car and on the po

Bottles of wine arranged on the glass table. Damian sat in the middle of two naked ladies ,they are all over him kissing and running hands over his body,he squeezed their asses spanking them as he kissed one deeply,while the other kneeled in the floor facing his crotch region. The door opened as camera flashed,they turned stunned as the camera flashed again. “Clear shot” Scar said as she sprawled on the couch opposite them,one leg crossed over the other. The trio looked shocked see as they stared at her,she's in a baggy pants and hoodie,with boots,a face cap covering the top part of her face.

Her long slender fingers carried the aphrodisiac pills and gently dropped them inside the bottle of red wine. Hearing the satisfying popping sounds of the water, her eyes looked at the sinking pill until it completely sunk and disappeared from her line of sight. As she watched the red like blood wine stir slowly and gently, the man she was waiting for finally appeared. The night is still young but the whole mansion was very quiet. It was still and silent to the point that you can hear any small movements. So, his arrival didn't escape from her ears. A hint of blush appeared on her cheeks as a slutty smile spread on her lips. With just her thin robe that is made of silk, she opened the door a

The little thing in front of him was attempting to seduce him but Radyn merely assumed that she was just happy to see him. She smoothed down bits of her red-coloured hair, trying to fix the waves, that would naturally fly out if it were not for the magic of hairspray, to make herself look more presentable. It would have been a lie to say that the late mornings did not do her justice as Scarlet looked more extravagant than ever. With her lacy, crimson nightgown hugging her comfortably and her ruby irises vibrant in the light, it made sense why she was called Scarlet. She had an alluring yet devilish charm to her that the Werewolf adored.

'Scar? 'I NEED YOU ASAP!' 'SOS' 'CODE RED' 'Scarlet?' 'Scaaaaaaaaaarrrrlleeeeetttt' 'Bitch do you not see this?' 'You blind?' 'SCARLET! I am in danger there are people out here trying to kill me aaaaaaaahhh so exciting! Isn't it?' 'I need you with me' 'Come on, we'll fight them together 'Scarlet?' 'SCARLET' 'you bitch, are gonna come when I'm dead!!!!!'

I screamed. He was taken aback upon seeing me with no control. Mad. F*cking mad. Out of my sanity. I stepped forward as he stepped back. “You... you f*cking, Silva. You f*cking call me a f*cking bitch! I am no slut, nor a wh*re! I am just a bad f*cking bitch who beats men *sses and not f*cking and sucking and riding their f*cking d*cks!” I shout and threw the glass of wine towards him. The glass shattered as his blood drops. The broken glass cut his arms.

"You may have prepared, but have you ever actually done it yourself?" Scarlett raised her chin defiantly. "I may be young, but I'm not inexperienced. I learned some stuff while I was in Europe." Without warning, Romero's hand shot out and grabbed hold of Scarlett's right hand, pulling her towards him until their lips were almost touching. Scarlett struggled against him, but he held her firmly in place.

Scarlett proceeds to go to the bathroom to shower and make sure she is freshened up from this unbearable heat she has found herself in. After showering and changing into a light maxi dress that hugs all her curves and shows just the right amount of cleavage to make sure she drives Maverick wild when he comes back in. Really Scarlett, do you think that is going to change things I keep trying to tell you he is not ours. My wolf Celeste says.