Scarlett Bordeaux Hot Novels & Stories

The silky hot stroke of his tongue was a shot of adrenaline and desire that spike through my body. I felt the chill as he pulled down the strap of the velvet dress I was wearing. I groaned in pleasure. Even more so as its warm hands caressed my exposed skin. His hand swept up my side, fingers flexed over my ribs. I moaned into his mouth, and he groaned in response.

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

She could see it in the way his knuckles were white, the skin stretched so tight over the bone it looked like it might split. ​Scarlett stood three feet away, near the grand fireplace, her back pressed against the cold marble mantelpiece. Her Beretta was tucked back into the holster at her hip, but her fingers were still twitching, her thumb automatically sliding against the seam of her trousers as if she were still checking the safety. Her silk blouse was damp from the conservatory humidity, clinging to her shoulder blades like a second skin, and her boots were caked in the gray, gritty soot of the shorted-circuit fire.

He was holding Scarlett. She wore a blood-red dress. She looked like a dangerous rose. Their bodies were pressed together. Leo's hand was low on her waist, his thumb stroking dangerously close to the curve of her ass. If they were alone, he would have bent her over something right then and there. "Ladies and gentlemen!" Leo raised his champagne glass. His voice echoed through the hall. "I'd like you all to meet my very important date, Scarlett Moretti!" The room erupted in applause.

Even Ryder won’t be able to fight them off. A Maybach stops in front of the hotel and Scarlett steps out of it. She’s wearing a backless sequin dress with vibrant shades of red and scarlet. The sequins are sparkling under the light, enhancing Scarlett’s natural allure. It completely hugs her body, highlighting her fit figure and making her glamorous. She’s not wearing a lot of makeup but her confident demeanor is her highlight. She enters through the decorated archway, catching the attention of all the men around her. They’re ogling at her and Scarlett only grins, barely acknowledging any of them. Hector is also staring at her openly, his heart skipping several beats.

Great it seems we finally have a plan in place this is brilliant. "Road trip back to New Orleans I assume?" Garbiel nods his head and pours himself another glass of Scotch, Then makes another glass of sprite with 2 cherries and one mint leaf in it. and hands it to me. "I was informed Scarlette does not enjoy alcohol he states. "I am Scarlette and no I do not enjoy alcohol, would you prefer Mary?" Gabriel gives me a sheepish look , I roll my eyes

He twisted the door knob but it was locked. Scarlet continues to scrub her body till it turns red. She hated her skin for it caused seduction to a beast who needed to wrought in hell. She brushed and re-brushed where he ran his lips and kissed her till her skin began to burn. Just before he was going to break the door, Scarlet finally came out with red marks all over her body much to the surprise of Ace.

"Why would he want zis woman? She must be size fourteen." " Excusez-moi? " Aya glared at the rude Italian woman. "Oh, look!" Vivi pointed at the TV. "The news is over. It's time for our soap." The ladies forgot about Aya as they turned to watch the television. Vivi punched the mute button on the remote control to restore the sound. There was a commercial with a woman praising the yummy, rich flavor of a drink called Chocolood. Scarlet slinked around the couches and headed for Aya. Upon closer inspection, Aya realized Scarlet's belt was actually a whip. And on the inside curve of one breast, Scarlet was sporting a tattoo of a bat. Purple, of course.

Ariel asked. " None of your business" scarlet said and made to leave. " Hold on" Ariel said, causing scarlet to halt. She scanned scarlet with her eyes to make sure she was decently dressed. She gave her the ' you can go look' when she saw scarlet was clad in a coat. Scarlet sighed and left. In a night club, Scarlet is seen sitting by the bar stand, waiting for a hook up. She sips her wine and drops the glass on the table in front of her. She took off her coat, revealing her wonderfully created cleavage.

What if Jonathan tries attacking you? Scarlet: It’s fine. I will just lay here, half naked in a string bikini. Letting the rays of the sun touch my exposed skin. Me: Damn woman! Don’t be showing all the guys your skin! Scarlet: (sends a picture of her rounded stomach and silky legs with a little water on them) It feels so nice on my skin. Too bad it’s not your hand. Me: Just wait till I get home… You will be wishing you didn’t send that.