Wet Secrets Novels & Stories

ʍʏ ʍʊʍ ɨʍʍɛɖɨatɛʟʏ staռɖs ʊք "sɦɛ ҡռօաs օʊʀ sɛċʀɛt" "ʍʊʍ ċaʟʍ ɖօառ ɨt օҡɛʏ, ʝʊst tʀʊst ɦɛʀ օҡaʏ" ʍʏ ʍɦʍ ɢʟaʀɛs at ʀօsɛ

Horror fills me, and I waste no time jumping out of the pool, and snatching up my keyring from the small key holder. The guy calls out to me, asking me to stop, but I ignore him, dashing up the stairs to my apartment. Once inside, I shiver from the a/c air that's billowing in the halls, my hands shaking from the sudden rush of adrenaline. When I'm finally able to get the door unlocked, I slam it behind me, locking it up, and placing the dead bolt on that I had installed, trying to control my breathing. I feel so seen, I close the blinds, making sure they're all locked, realizing that I'm still soaking wet and leaving a trail on the carpet. I sprint to the restroom, peeling off the wet suit,

Ezra says. Ezra is seducing, and I know it, but I like it. I can feel the wetness dripping from between my legs as Ezra whispers his words in my ear. "If we are being honest, Ezra. I think you want me more than you will admit," I say.

There was an underlying message. "What do you mean?" he asked. I looked. "You know a couple of secrets?" I stared and got lost in my mind for a moment. Did I know secrets? Hell yeah I did. I knew who Amy and Mya's mother was. I knew the truth about baby Aaron's paternity test. And I knew about Chad and Amy's secret romance. So yeah...I knew some secrets. I looked over at Justin. "Did you know who Chad's first girlfriend was?" He looked at me for a moment, and then looked away.

the lie left my lips smoothly, "Jennifer Hills. What about you?" He bit his lip bottom lip, "Quentin Whitlock." Our drinks were placed on the bar in front of us, the sound distracting us for a mere second. I grabbed the glass and brought it to my lips as he continued to speak, "I'm thirty seven. What about you, doll? You cannot be older than eighteen." "I'm flattered," I batted my eyelashes, letting out a fake chuckle as I did so, "I'm actually twenty eight." Again, that was a lie. I was only twenty but be didn't need to know that now, did he?

He let out a cute meow in disagreement, before going back to cleaning himself with his tongue. "Fine. You can stay," She mumbled, closing her eyes again, though it felt strange to have a cat in here while she was bathing. "How long was he here for? Did he see me naked? It doesn't matter, he's just a cat right? Plus I'm covered by bubbles. Stop getting worried, Maddie." She thought to herself, sinking deeper in the tub. ----- Matthew walked into his office, where his Betas sat waiting for him. An unrecognizable scent wafted in the air, coming from the Beta female. His eyebrow arched curiously.

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”

Come," he held his hand to me. He turned on the shower while he was only wearing his boxers. He was completely soaked from the water, and all I could do was stare at him in awe. I was having second thoughts about joining him. I knew what would happen after this. I smiled and took a deep breath. I was only wearing my thin dress, and when I took his hand to step into the shower, I was immediately soaked. "Don't be scared, babe. You'll be alright." I turned to him, and looked at his eyes with desperation. "Eavon, please. Be gentle with me," I half-whispered to him. Our eyes were locked, but his hands were running toward the back of my dress, unzipping me. I could feel the water dripping on my s

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

Seducing Stepfather. KIRA'S fingers delved deeper, finding the slickness already coating her. Her breath hitched, a small, wet sound swallowed by the quiet apartment. She arched her back slightly against the rough fabric of the couch, eyes fixed on the door, a silent countdown ticking inside her. Each stroke of her middle finger against her clit sent a shiver through her, a needy tremor that settled low in her belly. She imagined him, the heavy thud of his boots on the stairs, the jingle of keys. Her clit throbbed, a demanding pulse mirroring the anticipation that coiled tight in her gut. She was wet, so wet, a warm, insistent dampness spreading between her legs.