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“The fucking thing is crazy.” I can see amusement play around Brooke’s lips. I know this look; she is cooking something up in her head. “Let’s go get the fucker.” “All I need is a warrant broke.” “I am coming with,” She insists. “He has done this to too many women before. I want to fry his ass.” Nathan looks Brooke up and down this time and only but gets a smirk on his face. “Fuck, there is nothing hotter than a badass woman.” “I will show you what badass is once we have nailed this asshole,” Brooke answers Nathan.

HAYDEN “Hayden,” Grace gasped as the warm water cascaded all over us. The thin shirt she was wearing was soaked. Her nipples protruded through it, and I couldn’t get enough of it. My eyes roamed hungrily all over her body. My hands itched to pinch her nipples. “Ahhh,” Grace moaned as I touched her nipples, feeling them through her clothes. The sensation was extraordinary. I peeled the thin shirt away from her body, my fingers pinching the hem and ripping it off her body. She stood before me bare and completely exposed, shying away from my eyes.

A hurray for me, yay. Sighing, I went towards my locker. She smirked at me, giving me the space to open up the lock. Opening up the metal door, I placed my books inside and closed it. “What do you need?” I said, turning towards her. I was already tired and I didn’t want another drama. “Aw, poor whore is talking back?” Her high pitched voice entered my ears. I winced back. “Oh wait, you’re not a whore, you’re a fucking prostitute who loves to open her legs.”

That she's still awake, still thinking about me the way I can't stop thinking about her. It's not Jules. It's a notification from Instagram—someone tagged me in a video. I shouldn't watch it. Know I shouldn't. I press play anyway. The video is shaky, shot from someone's dorm window. But the audio is crystal clear. "COWARD! You're a coward, Adrian Cross!" Jules' voice, ragged with pain and rage. The video has 347 views already. Comments are rolling in. Damn, she's really losing it Cross should get a restraining order This is what happens when girls get obsessed

Considering everything Janice had confessed to Tom that night, Brook wondered if he might have even told her that her daughter had been there watching them. The way things had been going the past few days, Brook was feeling impossibly horny, and it felt like it was never going to go away. Not caring if her parents came home suddenly and caught her sunbathing topless, she took off her bikini top and lay back again. It wasn't long before her hand found its way into her bikini bottom to stroke along the moistening lips of her warm pussy.

Brooke, seeing the rogue man’s slow procrastination and apparently itching for some violent drama in her soul, marches forward in her high leather boots and yanks my hair hard, dragging my whole frame right back to the center. “What exactly is the matter with your useless body? Can't your claws get it up for one single rogue boy?!” She looks up toward the entry and signals sharply to the other two fighters standing by the door framework. “You two, get your boots over here right now. My heart is feeling super generous today! Here is a pretty wolf for your bodies to have some fun with! Help yourselves!” Brooke is so completely focused on speaking her mean words that my mouth takes the instant

It was mid-August and even though night had fallen it was still sweltering hot. Tina was dressed to beat the heat in a low slung denim mini skirt and bikini top, hiking sandals on her feet. She turned more than a few heads in her revealing outfit. At twenty-one years of age, she had a lush yet firm body. Full 36C tits filled her bikini top, her narrow waist flared out gently to her tight round ass, which was clearly evident even though the fullness of her skirt and her long, tanned, athletic legs gave every guy there something to lust over.

“She’s gonna be here with us for the next few weeks, so let’s try to make her feel at home.” I smile at Brooke appreciatively, then listen as she points around the table naming people off. I’m actually terrible with names, so I doubt I’m going to remember half of them. I’ve totally got the girls down, since there are only four, but the ten guys’ names have already escaped me. “Alright, you ready to conference with your pack?” Brooke asks after she’s finished introducing everyone. “For sure,” I nod. Brooke clicks around the screen with her mouse to connect the video chat, and moments later, I see Rico’s face on the screen set against the backdrop of the Denver hive.

I watched his wonderful figure walked away. I went into the ladies washroom to do my business before class. At the sink, I washed my hands and felt an unfriendly presence behind me. Brooke. "Are you messing around with my boyfriend?" she asked, eyes blazing and piercing through to my soul with her friends at her side as usual. "You're about to learn your first lesson, Africa's baboon! Beat her ass!" she commanded to her minions and they both latched onto me like bull sharks.

Brooke's hand moved quickly, reaching into my boxers, and her fingers wrapped around my hard, throbbing cock. "Oh god," I moaned from her mere touch. "There you go," Brooke whispered. "Just enjoy." Her hand, inside my boxers, began to stroke up and down my cóck. With my jeans still on, she couldn’t get any real motion, but it still felt fûcking amazing. "Touch me," Brooke suddenly commanded, her hand painfully teasing me with a slow hand job. "What?" I managed to stutter. "Grab my tîts," she said, her tone shifting back to seductive. "I know you want to. I know they're much bigger than Charlotte's."