Sexy Lara Croft Novels & Stories

Lara said you don't have to worry about me I can handle those bitches myself on the way to the library, Lara is thinking of Henry then when she reaches the library she sees Aexa. Alexa is waiting for Lara and says hey you lowly chef I have something to say to you. L ara also says arrogantly I have nothing to talk to with you. You! okay fine, it's about Henry don't you want to know? Lara said OK let's talk then they both went to the nearby cafe and Alexa put a check in front of Lara and said don't you just want to be a chef I can get you another job just leave Henry he is mine. Lara started smiling and said I'm sorry but I can't do that because I have a deal with Mr Kim so I can't break off o

Tarz came back to what was on his mind. “Secret.” Lara giggled again. “Lady, I gave you my best bottle of Glenfiddich and this is how you treat me?” Tarz feigned a hurt expression. “Sorry Tarz. This really is a secret.” Lara tapped Tarz’s forehead before walking forward “How do I look?” Jas and Kim blew a flying kiss. Sarah and Dana made a superb gesture. The three ladies followed the two girls outside ignoring Tarz’s annoyed expression. Ben, Ed and Frank stared at their woman. Each one of them looked ethereal, stunning in their own way.

she leaned against the wall, smirking, “he pinned you to a wall. Don’t insult my intelligence.” “I hate you.” “That’s love talking. So what did he say? Was it sexy dirty talk? Like.. I'm hard right now and I can stop thinking about you!” She said, in a very impressive voice of Devon. " Yeah, right! I would love to have sex with the man I'm running from. Yes...I'm that stupid. You see, now you're insulting my intelligence! " Rolling her eyes, Lara stepped closer. " No one ever uses their intelligence while having sex. But next time, close the door! "

“I want to look like them.” “What?” Jacob asked with unmasked disbelief. “The women in the pictures….” Lara muttered, “I want to look sexy like them, not like some friggin… fat… boring woman….” She practically spat the last words out as she passed her hands over her stomach. Lara had a bitter smile on her face. “Wait? What are you talking about?” Jacob was really not sure where this conversation was taking them. He looked at Lara with a complicated expression before he released a sigh.

“What did his eyes look like?” Fallon whispered, “Dark brown.” Elara’s heart dropped. Marek’s eyes were not dark brown. This wasn’t Marek. So what was Fallon seeing? Sylvia checked her phone. “Alright, let me head home before I start seeing invisible fine men too. I’ll message when I get home. And oh, Elara, I'm sure you saw my text, about the competition, be ready, cause we are about to step up, see you tomorrow.”

"You're not in a condition to talk now, Lara. I called a taxi for you to go home, and we'll wait for it to arrive..." "Oh, I don't want them to see me like this, especially Lipe, Clara, I'll stay here." Clara would think about it later, why she didn't want Lipe, in particular, to see her like this. Lara didn't even realise when Clara put her in the taxi, almost dragging her. Lara was thin, but weighed a lot, and it took a long time to pull her away from the wall and make her stand on her own and take steps to the car. As soon as they got into the car, Lara rested her head on the seat and seemed to fall asleep. Clara could now take a better look at her. She was truly beautiful, relaxed as she

Lara bit her lip, fingers lightly teasing her clit as she spoke. • Lara :- “As soon as the hotel door closes… I want you to push me against the wall, rip my dress off, and fuck me hard. No foreplay. I want you to bury your cock inside me in one thrust and fuck me like you’ve been waiting a month to destroy me.”

Sienna said, voice raw. Lara didn’t tease. She pushed two fingers inside, thumb pressing Sienna’s clit, rocking in quick, shallow thrusts. Sienna rode her hand, hips grinding down, head thrown back. Lara leaned up and bit the side of her neck—hard enough to mark—while her other hand pinched a nipple. Sienna came fast, thighs clamping around Lara’s wrist, a sharp, choked cry ripping out. She shuddered through it, grinding down until the aftershocks faded, then collapsed forward, forehead pressed to Lara’s shoulder.

Lara's husband! "S-Seno?"

His hand didn't leave mine as I struggled to cover my stained shirt. "I think I saw you in my class-" He said. "Don't scare her bro" His friend said as they laughed. He chuckled looking back at me. "I am not scary, Am I ?" He asked, I just looked away. Our college didn't have the stereotypes they showed in shows on N*****x or TV. But every college has the popular kids type. He was that. The popular guy every girl liked. He was liked by the teachers even cause he was pretty rich and very nice. Only to the girls. He was the playboy who slept with three girls with no relationships with either of them.