Austin Butler X Reader Novels & Stories

I asked, feeling a little silly for not asking earlier. He smiled again, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "My name is Alexander" he answered, his voice low and soothing. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as he turned and walked out of my room, leaving me feeling confused and a little aroused. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I haven't felt this kind of strong connection towards the opposite gender in a long time. It was a burning sensation, a raw feeling of attraction mixed with lust. I crawled to my wardrobe and opened my bag of sex toys. I was too horny to pick a special one.

I didn’t move—didn’t need to—because the image alone burned hotter than any touch could. Aurora reached for me, tugging my shirt free with fingers impatient over the buttons. I helped, yanking the damp cotton over my head; it slapped against the vanity with a wet smack. Her gaze didn’t leave mine, mischievous, daring. Next came my belt. Her knuckles grazed the hard line of me beneath my denim, deliberate, teasing. She popped the button, drawing the zipper down tooth by slow tooth, letting her palms mold over me through the soaked boxers that were already betraying the spray of water around us.

Xavier I counted down the hours, the fucking minutes, before Aaron passed out, desperate to make my way over here and I’m going to savor every second of my time between his sister, Kasey’s smooth, creamy thighs. This is the first time I’ve come to her. That I’ve been the one with a thirst in need of quenching instead of the other way around. It should bother me. Worry me at the very least. But right now, I’m too focused on the idea of her naked body writhing beneath me to care.

I was bound to feel that way. "If you know Austin" I leaned closer to her in anticipation. "That means you know Kira Kristen right?" There was no way she would know Austin without knowing my old self. We were very close because he was my mate. She frowned. "No, I don't" "What?" I was taken aback. "You haven't seen Austin with any girl before. Like she is a red haired, pale, short uhm" "Nope. Truth is, I haven't seen Austin around any girls at all. He has always kept to himself. He is cold and hot at the same time. Such an American sweetheart"

Her hands fumbled at the button of his jeans, tugging them down to reveal his throbbing manhood. Axel pulled away from the kiss, his eyes flashing with desire. “Do you want me?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Do you want all of me?” Amber nodded, her eyes burning with need. “Yes,” she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper. “All of you. Take me, Axel. Claim me as yours.” Axel growled again, his hands gripping Amber’s thighs as he positioned himself at her entrance. With a groan of pleasure, Axel thrust into Amber, his body slick with sweat. She gasped, her body arching in response, his name falling from her lips like a prayer.

"You weren't sorry when you were watching me work. You weren't sorry when you were breathing so loud I could hear it over her screams." He lets go of my wrist and slides his hand down to my waist, pulling me flush against him. I gasp, my hands flying up to his chest to keep some kind of distance, but he’s like a wall. I can feel the hard, pulsing length of him through my dress, pressing right against my stomach. "She’s gone now," Austin says, his voice dropping to a low, intimate vibration. "She was a professional. She was supposed to stay until I was done. But you scared her off with your curiosity."

Harper is very different from Amber who is very enthusiastic and excited. “Hi, Austin. What a coincidence to meet here. I thought you were in Australia this whole time.” “I was. But last year I moved here. I work for the central hospital in this area.” “And is a doctor allowed to look this sexy?” Amber whistled mischievously. She openly glared at every bulging muscle on Austin's body. “You're fucking hot, Austin. I want to bite your bicep. I hope your patients don't see you in this appearance.”

If this isn’t sexy, I don’t know what is. I take a deep breath and step out of the bathroom. Austin is standing in the bedroom, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, and a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbow. His forearms are all muscle and tattoos, making him look impossibly sexy. “Wow, you look sexy.” I say, openly staring at him. Austin turns around and his eyes go dark with desire. “Damn baby girl. You look amazing.” He looks me up and down, once, twice and a third time. His eyes stop on my breasts and he licks his lips.

I shivered, another wave of unwanted arousal rolling through me. Austin typed quickly, showed me the message, and hit send: Austin: She’s good, Mom. We just finished a workout. Kathy’s showing me some yoga stuff. Everything’s chill. Night. He tossed the phone aside and looked down at me, eyes dark with possession. “Happy?” “You’re nasty,” I whispered, half-laughing, half horrified. “Texting your mother while your fingers are still inside me… covered in your own cum.” Austin chuckled low and pulled his fingers out slowly, bringing them to my lips. I opened without thinking, sucking them clean, tasting the salty mix of us. “You like it,” he said. “Your pussy clenched the second I mentioned tex

AUTHORESS P.O.V "It's me any problem?" Brittany asked and Austin rushed to hug her. "I missed you," Austin said and Mrs. Hunt smile out. "My hooking up is working without even trying, I guess Austin is in love with her already," Mrs. Hunt said to herself. "What are you doing?" Brittany asked and pushed him slightly from herself. "I'm trying to hug you" Austin replied with a pout. "What are you doing here?" Austin asked. "She's in her house" Mrs. Hunt replied.