50 Shades Audiobook Novels & Stories

Yellow tapes surrounding the area and flashing lights. I saw Alejandro standing just beyond the threshold in a black robe, face carved from stone, clearly trying to suppress the rage bubbling beneath his flawless exterior. I couldn’t look away. I wanted to see every twitch, every tightened jaw muscle, every ounce of disbelief when he realized the girl he thought he’d burned alive was the ghost now haunting his empire. “That’s right,” I whispered under my breath. “This is just the beginning.” Shane slid behind me on the bed, wrapping an arm around my waist, his lips ghosting over the shell of my ear.

I plaster a fake smile on my face and deal with everyone I hate. My gaze fell on a beautiful brunette who is tall and slim but dressed in a decent attire then showing her body like other sluts. Her smile is marvelous and sweet. The dimples on her cheeks make her more attractive. My legs took me to her subconscious, and I was about to tap her shoulder when Oliver dragged and yelled, “Simon and Audrey is here. We have to make a move first.” I nodded and went with Oliver to meet them. They were nice when we talked about future collaboration. Luckily, they agreed working with us and it made our appearance in this stupid gala successful. The food is served but most of the people are on whiskey.

He asked. Most girls opt for our ‘introduction to spanking’ package, or ‘sensual 50 shades of Brown' for their first encounter with us. Those packages are also much cheaper, by the way. You could then see what turned you on, before committing an awful lot of money for something you may not actually like.” He added. My steely gaze became more determined as the man in front of me tried to thwart my carefully constructed plans. This was not about desire or arousal. This was about me, but obviously he didn’t know that.

"Making those sounds. You sound like a fucking whore, Jamie. My pretty little whore." He shifted his grip, reaching down to grab my thighs, hauling my legs wider until I was completely open, completely exposed to him. He started to pivot his hips, grinding his pubic bone against my tailbone, his cock angling upward to hammer against my prostate with a precision that made me feel like my brain was short-circuiting. "I'm... I'm gonna break," I gasped, my spit pooling on the dryer, my mind dissolving into nothing but the sensation of his cock.

BOOK 3: Chapter 50: Relentless Rhythm “Oh fucking God,” she cries out loud, her moans louder than anything else in the room, echoing like thunder off the hotel walls as he thrusts faster into her, each stroke harder than the last. Her voice is raw, unrestrained, her pleasure spilling from her lips like a sacred confession, and he drinks it in like the most addictive drug.

“Stop.” He leaned down until his mouth brushed my ear. “On a scale of one to ten. How was last night?” I swallowed hard because my brain was fried from last night. His game last night would be rated a hundred or a thousand because it was the kind of sex that ruined me for anyone else forever. The door knocked sharply as I jolted in fear. Zane stayed close but straightened as Meredith poked her head in with a tray carrying two cups of coffee. “Brought coffee,” she said in a bright voice as she set them down. Her eyes flicked between us curiously but she smiled. “Take your time.”

Evelyn asked, annoyed that he was not answering her questions properly. " I have the keys." " What? How did you get it, and why?" " You are mine, so what's the problem." " What do you mean?" Evelyn seethed. " I am thankful to you that you saved me, but that doesn't mean I am yours." " You can take your time. I will make you fall in love with me," Adam said casually. " You are too confident." " Yes, I am. You are mine, and nobody can change that, not even you."

“Suck my pussy right now.” Belle moaned as Zack dropped to his knees in the dark corner of the Midnight Sins club. She came here for revenge to destroy the dangerous man who ruined her sister. But one taste of his wicked tongue changed everything. He licked her wet pussy like a starving beast, sucking hard and fucking her deep with his mouth while loud music shook her body. Zack doesn’t do gentle. He slammed her against the mirror, spread her legs wide open, and devoured her dripping pussy where anyone could watch. “Beg louder, little lamb,” he growled. “Tell me why you’re really here while I ruin you.” One night turned into thirty shades of filthy forbidden pleasure. Public fuckings.

Her free hand slid up my back, pressing down between my shoulder blades again, keeping me pinned. I moaned continuously, the sound wet and broken around the gag. Drool ran down my chin onto Monica's thigh. My hips rocked between Tasha's hands, caught between the fingers in my ass and the fingers on my clit. The pressure built again, tighter this time, coiling low in my belly.

And my moans were raw and shameless now, it was filling the phone line every second and he could still hear how the massive cock is going up and down in my pussy and how raw and dirty it sounded, but I don’t care, he wanted to hear all of it by himself that’s why he called and I will still not stop moaning and screaming loudly enough. “Yes… fuck me deeper… I love how your cock is so long and massive in my wet pussy, I can even die for this cock because is all what I want in life… you know how to use your big massive long cock so well… I love your cock with everything in me… your cock is ruining my pussy so well but I love how you are doing it, how you are making my pussy feel and I will cum