Romans & histoires Zoe Gregory Nude

“Never look at another man. Ever. You belong to me. Is that understood, Zoe?” “Yes!” I cried, my body convulsing around his hand. “Yes, Mr Gatsby, I understand!” His thumb pressed hard against my clit, circling fast and hard. I was still shaking when he dragged me upright, my knees weak beneath me. “Down,” Brayden ordered, his hand fisting in my hair. I slid to the floor of the car, the leather cool under my bare knees. He unzipped his pants, pulling his cock free, thick, hard, with veins around it.

Chapter 1: Watching from the Shadows Zoe's POV What's your dirtiest secret? I don't mean the usual 'I once crushed on my stepdad' or 'I have dirty thoughts about my teacher.' I mean an actual secret. Something so messy, you know you're fucked if it comes out. Well, while you think, let me tell you about mine. I'm Zoe Croft, twenty, single, not a virgin, and my dirty secret is that I masturbate to my stepbrother, Leo Hooke. Not the usual 'he makes my pussy clench and I pleasure myself' shit.

ALEXANDRE I watch her, sitting in the bath, her hair still damp, her skin slightly pink from the warm water. Every feature of her face, every curve of her body irresistibly draws me in. My heart races, but I know… I must wait. Her recovery, our little miracle to come… everything reminds me not to give in to urgency. And yet… I’m aroused, and I can’t hide it. My eyes briefly travel down her legs, her stomach, her arms, taking in those harmonious shapes that drive me crazy.

Zoe pushed her ass back, desperate. “Please… fuck me,” she begged. “Slide your cock into my tight college pussy and fuck me hard. I want you to ruin me right here between the books. I don’t care if someone hears. I don’t care if someone sees. Just breed me… please…” He gripped her hips and slammed into her in one powerful thrust, burying every inch deep inside her. Zoe’s mouth fell open in a silent scream as he stretched her completely. “Fuck… you’re so big,” she gasped.

I sat on the passenger seat of my Jeep and lifted my sports bra off over my head, my tits bouncing in the sun. Wiggling my shorts down, I slipped them off, along with my panties. Naked, I stroked my breasts and then slipped my hands down between my legs to finger my wet pussy. Cliff watched as Zoe knelt down between my legs and licked my pussy lips. I love Zoe’s tongue. She knows just what I like.

"Gregory, let go of me." Gregory was about to say something when he noticed the wedding ring on her finger. It glittered brightly on her ring finger, and the sight stung his eyes. With a sneer, he spoke mockingly, "I thought you had some backbone. You're back with Mason already?" A proud man by nature, Gregory considered Zoe someone he could not obtain but had secretly desired. In his frustration, he lost his rationality and leaned in for a kiss. As he held her slender shoulders and attempted to kiss her, Zoe, without thinking, slapped him.

The blonde girl also poured her empty glass with red wine, after which she could sit across from Hugo in a position that was no less tempting than her gaze and body language. Zoe deliberately leaned the right side of her body on the arm of the sofa. His legs, which were always adored by all who had ever been recognized, were perfectly exposed —emblazoned real before Hugo's eyes Hugo swallowed his saliva slowly, then in the next split second he closed his eyes while regulating his breath —restoring the rest of his sanity. "You like this, don't you?" Zoe rubbed off part of her smooth thighs while flashing an asymmetrical smile as her green irises were met with the man's grey bead in front of h

But I thought we should formalise our relationship before that. Zoe didn't give me the chance to talk. She slipped her hand into my pants and her red-painted toes rubbed against my calf from time to time. "Do you want to go to bed?” Zoe’s sensual voice gave her the appearance of a mesmerising mermaid. She just has to get out of the shower. Her red hair was still wet and tiny drops of water flowed on the floor. My last control wire broke. Zoe leaned over me and I fell meekly on the bed. She took off her bathrobe and revealed black lace lingerie. Her skin protried between pieces of fabric. She was very skillful in bed.

Watching her orgasm was a massive turn-on, and I hoped it was only the first of many ahead of us. It took several minutes for Zoey to get her breathing back under control, but once she did, she gave me a broad smile. "Damn, that was amazing, easily a top-three cum. I didn't expect you to help out, but it made it that much more intense." Reaching down, she promptly shimmied her skirt and panties off, leaving her completely naked. "Right, no more clothes," she said, sounding all business-like. "You're still hiding something that I very much want to see."

Michael asked with concern in his voice. “This little girl is trying to kill me,” I hissed. I stared at the pictures that Zoe sent me of her floating on a giant unicorn float with English by her side. She was wearing a sexy little red bathing suit. Zoe actually sent multiple photos in various poses making sure that I caught a glimpse of her glorious ass. I was hard as shit and I didn’t even care if my brother saw.