روايات وقصص ضمن 50 Shades Of Gray Fanfic

Grey, soon realizes how things backfired before they even started. Here she was, hot, bothered, and frustrated now, and she felt like she did not have time for the games she usually enjoyed beforehand. The image of him looking mouthwatering, as sweat ran down his chest, as he flexed in his boy shorts, and oh Goddess, the D, her naughty thoughts returned to the bulge, Jada moaned in her mind. Thankfully werewolf cannot read thoughts because she would be mortified if Daniel could have read these thoughts. These dirty, dirty thoughts she was suddenly having about his father.

He doesn't. Of course he doesn't. Because he loves this just as much as I do. Gray sets his drink down, his eyes still locked on me—like we're the only ones in the room, even though the bass is thumping and half the club is watching with barely disguised hunger. Let them. We're not the only ones fucking in here tonight, and it's not like we don't enjoy putting on a show. Another kink I didn't realize I had... until recently. Gray pulls a fistful of Diamond's hair and drags her off his cock with a wet pop. She gasps for air, her lips swollen, drool glistening on her chin and dripping down her chest.

The sweet scent of her arousal drove him wild. Unexpectedly, he threw her upward, and her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach. ‘STOP!!!’ Thor screamed, pushing past his barrier as the life of his Luna flashed before him. author's note: Chapter 3 will be the last on this story. The next is on a doctor and patient fetish. Imagine your crush being your gynecologist. You've fantasized about stripping before him, spreading those sexy slutty thighs, and showing him how good you are with instructions. Years later, he turns out to be your doctor, and he gives you one simple command: open your legs.

I pounded into her, each slam shaking the couch, her tits bouncing against Sasha’s. The blonde’s hands roamed up, pinching nipples, making Valeria moan louder. The room filled with wet sounds—skin slapping, gasps, the occasional whimper when I hit too deep. But my mind wandered back to Lovia. I imagined it was her bent over, her tight body clenching around me, begging for mercy. Shane’s blood on my hands while I claimed what should’ve been mine. The fantasy fueled me, thrusts turning brutal. Valeria screamed, half pain, half ecstasy, her walls fluttering as she came hard, gushing around me.

Gray looked at my in my strapless black lacy bra and matching thong, and I can tell that a thousand lustful thoughts were bombarding his brain at once. I wanted him so much it was unreal. This was the furthest we’d gone, I had seen Gray naked twice if not thrice, but I hadn't been this close to him like this. He was incredible and I feel foolish that I'm drawn to him. I bent down and kissed him passionately, pulling back to look at him, still looking a little nervous but excited at the same time. “Do you want me, Gray?” she asked foolishly. Ofcourse he wants me! But I just don't know, I don't want believe I'm falling in love with him. A damn Gangstar.

The air in the library was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Sadile Marconi, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of flames, sat at a secluded table, her green eyes darting between the pages of her textbook and the clock on the wall. The numbers seemed to mock her, ticking away the minutes until her next class, a class she was dangerously close to failing.

There’s no way. Gray shrugs a shoulder, so fucking cavalier. Like I’m not sitting across from him in his living room freaking the fuck out right now. “Sure, but it doesn’t always happen that way. Fallon and Brooke don’t have a drop of Alpha blood, and they’re two of the fiercest Lunas I’ve ever met.” “I’m too young to have a…” once again, my lips refuse to utter the word. He rolls his eyes. “Please. Do you know what I would’ve given to have met Fallon when I was your age? To have even more time with her?” Gray scoffs. “That girl is the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me.”

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

My eyes frantically searching around for the intruder until they fall on a old lady sitting in a secluded corner, a scok etched on her lips. "Can't a old lady get her peace and quiet around here." Fuck that shit. I turn back to Grayson, grabbing his neck as I savour his lips, giving him access iny mouth. Why haven't I tried it before? (Another night update....I feel great....almost to the end lovilies....feeling so sad already. Check out my other books 'Mrs Xavier' and 'Beautifully Damaged.' if you haven't. Hope you liked it? Please rate and comment. Love yal. ADIOS.)

Roman said, discarding both his clothes and hers, the city lights the only source of illumination in the tiny motel room. But they didn't care about the motel room, neither did they care about the rusty bed or paint-stripped walls. All they needed was each other and their love. I put down my pen and went over the page one more time to correct any mistakes. I bit my lips as I concentrated on proofreading. Nearly done, only the final sex scene and it was going to be a master piece! “I want to bite that lip, Miss Sanders.” “Quoting Christian Grey doesn’t make you any less creepy, Mr. Whitmore”.