Trinity Rodman Hot Novels & Stories

“Don’t try to understand. I’ve heard this is what they do. They break up and get back together like every other week.” “Good for them,” I said with a shrug. “But I barely know the guy, and he’s not exactly the nicest—so I really do not care.” Trinity raised her eyebrows, unconvinced. “You know what? I can name ten guys hotter than him,” she spoke as she glanced around the crowd. “Take him for example!” her finger pointed to a guy walking past. I followed her gaze and nearly choked when I saw who she was pointing at—my brother, Dylan. I gagged to myself, trying to shake the image from my head.

I feel very hot as he does that, he plays his tongue inside me and I'm getting wetter and wetter. "Ahh, this is so good," Rodney said as he was holding both of my legs. "I miss you so much, I could not stop myself," he said again but I just let him do his thing. "I'm sleepy and tired, Rodney, but I want you," I said. "It's alright, you can sleep, I'll be more gentle, just let me ravish you, passionately," he said and continued what he was doing. RODNEY'S POV: I was constantly looking at Sushmita as she was sleeping peacefully.

Ryan pretended to calm him down by hugging him from behind. "Keep it together, Aaron. Ask them what they want first," Ryan said. When he saw Rodney playing around with Kathleen in such a filthy way, even his heart was provoked by it. "What do you want?" Ryan asked Rodney as if he didn't know what they truly want. Upon hearing Ryan's voice, Rodney stood straight again. He went behind Kathleen and wrapped his hands around her neck, making her gaze up to the camera. Kathleen began to tear up when she saw Aaron and Ryan from a tiny monitor placed beside the camera. Rodney deliberately grasped her head and rubbed her face lecherously. He was not done yet provoking the other two men in the video c

Then you can kill the Mattie. She grimaced. "Touché. I'll do my best." The door to the lounge opened again and Rod walked in with a photographer. Behind him a group of people crowded into the space, all of them talking and trying to shake his hand at the same time. He looked at Brenna, who just grinned and winked. "Okay, everyone." Rod went about organizing them, moving them into some semblance of order. "Let's not maul the guy. One at a time. And I think we'll do it over here."

For a few seconds we were both quiet, lost in our thoughts. Rodney went near the bed slowly removed his soaked black shirt, quickly tossing it to the carpeted floor. My breath hitched. Moon Goddess! His body looked even more muscular than before. His chest was broader and stomach more ripped. Rodney noticed and smirked. “Take a picture. It’ll last longer.” “I’m not staring,” I lied. “There’s no need to deny. I love it when you look at me like I’m the most delicious thing you’ve ever seen.”