Novel & Cerita Sexy Boss

If you fall for a crazy nutter, with a tendency towards sadism, cold brutal acts and shit loads of money, make sure he can fuck you like a god and you will never have reason to complain ever again. Good sex can make up for a lot of misdemeanours. Alexi’s skill is the type of sex that can turn a sweet innocent girl into a raving psycho who would cut a man, for ever trying to leave her. He is that good in the sack. I thought delaying sex with this man would only heighten the reunion a little. Not make it out of this world mind-blowing that we may never top again. There isn’t a single part of me that’s not goose bumping and buzzing, and the blush across every surface of my skin on show and the

The more she read, the more she realized she was stepping into a world far more dangerous—and enticing—than she’d ever imagined. Emma stared at her laptop screen, the glow casting shadows on her face as she scrolled through article after article about Nathan Blackwood. His name seemed to dominate every headline, each one more sensational than the last. Ruthless Businessman. Seducer of Women. The Man Who Always Gets What He Wants. Her stomach churned, but she couldn’t look away.

I let out a long scream. Damn, I think he just opened me in two and powerful thrusts follow. - Hummmm you feel so good, so good... don’t... so... hum... soft... hoo.... damn.... I... am... losing... His thrusts double in intensity... I am I..... in paradise... - You're going to be a good girl and take me without complaint... humm... yes...? - Oh yesss... hummm - Then take that..... take that.... Each word is accompanied by a powerful thrust.

Then there was only darkness, consciousness. At the sound of soft music flowing from the surround system, Beyoncé’s Dangerously In Love, I opened my eyes. Nelly was standing at the end of the bed, stark naked, a small packet glinting in his hand. "You vibrate like a fucking cell phone when you're about to come. That's...sexy as hell.” And it was freaking amazing! Damn, I want to do that again. And again. And again. I gave him a satiated grin.

He spotted her at a corner near the bar. He walked up to her with a smile plastered on his face. She was backing him. He cleared his throat to get her attention. "Hello, sexy." Damien said, his voice hoarse. She turned around to face him. "Hey." She replied with a sultry voice, accessing Damien from head to toe. Biting her lower lips, she decided that she liked what she sees. She smiled up at Damien. A seductive smile. Bending down toward her neck, Damien whispered into her ear, "I know a certain hotel room that will be of interest to you."

Faint. Familiar. The feeling of arms wrapping around me long ago. The feeling of someone tiny sleeping against my chest. God. I remembered her. Not fully. Never fully. But enough. Enough to destroy me. Ethan grabbed my wrist again. This time harder. His eyes looked desperate. “Listen to me.” I turned toward him slowly. And whatever he saw in my expression made his face drain of color. Because for one horrible second— I wasn’t Belle anymore. I was Selene.

Mom continue dolling herself up it obvious she has a party to attend I left her to dress for the hospital I can't wait to see Leon I giggled at the thought of him ********************* I stare at Skylar, she was deep asleep She pout and I can't help but feel jealous She got this stunning face that can make any man go crazy even without makeup She has one of the most Rich, handsome and powerful husband I wanted all what she has,all what was hers usually becomes mine expect for Leon of course but I can still take him by force

“Don’t say no.” I didn’t. Marcus Cole was handsome in the easy way of men who had always been handsome and knew it without being ruined by it. He laughed at the right moments. He didn’t push. He was, by every measurable standard, an ideal client. I gave him Pinky controlled, deliberate, full performance. He leaned back in his chair and smiled like a man having a genuinely good evening. Somewhere beyond the VIP corridor, Adrian was sitting at a bar watching the floor. I focused.

His presence felt like the gravitational pull, pulling her to nothing even as she is just sitting. He’s just like an angel, sent down from heaven. An angel in disguise. And somehow Sonia could feel her body trembling. Not for fear, but for subjection. But the question is. . . Subjection to what??? To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

With bodies pressed through in sweat, heart pounding, they laid together, each trying to catch their breath. "You are one wild cat in bed..." Sebastian said, as she looked down on her and smile, "...I must tell you, I like it" He had never met a woman who love sex as much as she got and it thrilled him to no end, tracing her fingertip along his chest, Serena smiled back at him, " you are quite the animal yourself" He laughed and tried to growl like a lion, " You are my prey, one that I plan on devouring again".