Jace Norman Hot Novels & Stories

“You’re so fucking hot.” Jade grinned, unzipping Norma’s dress in one swift motion. It pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but panties and a bra. Jade shoved her back against the wall, pressing their bodies together, grinding her thigh between Norma’s legs. “You’re already wet for me,” Jade hissed, her fingers sliding into Norma’s panties. “I can feel it.” Norma moaned, her hips jerking against Jade’s hand. “God, yes… don’t stop.” But Jade did stop. She pulled her hand away, sucked Norma’s wetness off her fingers, and smiled wickedly. “Get on the couch.”

the last desperate voices faded behind them. — (Jace Norman’s Mansion) The sound of glass shattering echoed through the wine cellar. Jace stood among shards of a broken bottle, his eyes bloodshot with rage, jealousy, and hatred. The trending video on his tablet still played on loop: Irma smiling, Adrian kissing her, the reporters screaming. He couldn’t bear it. He couldn’t stand watching the woman who belonged to him, his woman, being paraded as another man’s wife. He had touched her first. Kissed her first. Fûcked her first. Her pink lips, her soft body, her breathless moans—he had claimed every inch of her first. She had promised him forever. Now she dared to break that vow?

Jace said anger still in his voice. Nora ignores him and helps lift him out of the tub. His flesh touching hers felt like acid. She pulled him out of the tub and they collapsed backwards onto the cement ground. Jace landed on top of her. He quickly rolled off of her, breathing hard. Nora winced, waiting for the pain to stop. She stood as soon as she could. She grabbed a metal bucket that was on the ground and went over to the sink. She filled the bucket up with water. She walked slowly over Jace. He was laying with his back on the ground, his eyes shut, his breathing starting to resume back to normal. Nora dumped the water over him.

"You will get married to Scarlett Tate, you better start seeing her as your wife. I don't care whatever deal we made. I gave you all that your useless father could not give you! If you mess up my business, I will send you back to the slum where you came from!" Jace started to reach for him again when two guards held him down. He struggled to free himself, but it was futile. Mr. Norman adjusted his fit and walked out of the office. Only after the door was closed, did the guards release Jace and follow after his father. His mother, who had been quiet all along, rushed to him but Jace pushed her off the moment she touched him, "I am Jace Norman Sanders," he mumbled to himself in fury, "CEO of S

Amy Having Jace on top of me in my bed while my mom is asleep on the couch just an earshot away makes me feel so dirty. I just sneaked a man into my room in the middle of the night. Jace quickly removes his shirt and discards it on the floor. His hard muscles stretch out of his body in a sexy masculine way. I bet he works out every day. My fingers itch to draw patterns on his hair dusted chest

"That's a pretty ass you've got there I must say." "Maddox, get out of my room!" Jace half yelled. I couldn't see his face properly but I knew he was beginning to regret why he even bothered coming to live with me. It was too late. He really must have done all of this knowingly. Knew I would be arriving this tipsy, and decided to remain naked, already seeming to stir whatever I had buried deep inside me. "Do you really want me gone?" I murmured, taking another predatory step forward. The closer I got, the more my own body began to betray me entirely.

Every night for the past couple of nights I wait for Zarakai and Austin to go to sleep, then I sneak to Jace’s room. He welcomes me with open arms. Jace has also been giving me the best orgasms of my life, which I’m not complaining about that. I have never slept so good.

"Just let me help you." I screamed as another wave of heat hit me. The flames around me flared, and with a burst of magic, I sent him flying across the room. He crashed into the sink, shattering it. When he got back up, his eyes were back to normal, and he seemed horrified. "Oh, shit. I’ll call the Alpha. I’m so sorry!" He bolted from the room, clearly terrified of what had just happened. Moments later, Jake burst through the door, his eyes wide with fear and lust. He looked at me, his expression shifting from shock to raw desire. "Oh, shit, Prisca. You’re burning."

"Good for you then. I hope this one goes perfectly." "Yeah," he wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me closer. "It surely will. As long as you're here," he avowed. "See who's being romantic," a thick voice sounded from behind, interrupting me from speaking. I pulled away from Jace's hold, and turned to the direction of the voice. On seeing the couple who grinned at us, I gawked. What in the world? The Normans? Wow! "Ace!" Jace exclaimed, and hurried to hug the guy. Well, Jace had once told me that they were really close friends, so there was no need to be so surprised to see them. "I can't believe you made it here," he said.