Best Booktok Boyfriends Novels & Stories

In his sleepy and drunk voice he softly said "It is a crome for you to be so handsome. I want to gobble you up. You are totally my type. I wish that you could be my boyfriend. " Then he lightly kissed me on my lis and passed out on top of me. I hugged him right and in his ears I whispered "Soon. " With that I carefully pushed him aside and helped him lay down and got up from the bed and covered him with the duvet and set the room temperature accordingly.

“My hand reaches out, my fingertips brushing along the solid ridge of muscles; I bite against my lip as my fingers get lower on his abdomen and to his pelvis. ‘Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman look at me so hungrily before.’ Blake groans and pushes his fingers into me again. ‘He’s our Sweetness,’ Jax says possessively. ‘But we will share him with you.’ I don’t get to respond, Blake’s head drops, and he sucks against my clit. Jax walks around the bed and removes his clothes, my mouth dropping open at the sight. I mean, I’ve seen him naked before, but I’m still shocked by his body. My eyes go to his cock, the piercings that line it.” This won't work. “Get the book on your phone, litt

For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from him before. If that was really nothing, then who had I been to him? My wrist ached where he held it so tightly, and suddenly I felt like crying. He claimed to be my boyfriend, and I allowed him to toy with me while keeping my feelings secret. When he said he wasn't, I had to pull back, behave as I should, and even help him with someone else's romance. Our relationship had always been dictated by him. I took a deep breath and lifted my chin, fighting back tears, and forced the lightest, most casual tone I could muster. "Jason, you're such a fool—you really got tricked. I haven't l

When we finally parted, breathless and dizzy, he rested his forehead against mine, his eyes dark with emotion. “I will not push you further tonight,” he said, repeating the promise he had made before. “I respect you too much to rush this. But I want you to know—from this moment on, you are not alone anymore. Whatever you need, whenever you need it, I am only a call away. Ethan may be your boyfriend, but I will be the one who actually sees you.”

He was untamed by nature. But compared to how he spoke to others, his tone was indeed softer with her. Maybe because she looked fragile. Even strangers tended to lower their voices when talking to someone who looked sickly. The sales associate continued, “Personally, I think boyfriends like him are ideal. Not the type who warms everyone, but the type who gives special attention to only one girl. That’s rare.” Evelyn nodded. “That makes sense.” “You two look young. You probably aren’t rushing marriage, but it never hurts to talk about it. You’re gentle, he’s strong. A soft and a firm pair complement each other. That’s the key to lasting relationships.”

I slid the toy lower, pushing it inside my cream filled hole pretending it was their dicks in me. "Yes.....yes....Jax....Ryder.....fuck....fuck...me harder...." Shame burned in my chest. Those two fuckers were still wet behind their ears while I was thirty one. I had a boyfriend and a reputable job. My mind went to my boyfriend who would throw up if he saw these books. The only thing he was good at was licking my cunt, with a lot of teeth. Sigh! He also had a puny cock. I brought the book closer reading the words. "They ruined her asshole. Hammered her tight backdoor till she squirted on the floor."

The day I posted about him on social media, the mutual friend who had once pleaded Damian's case came to me again. "Elara, this guy isn't as handsome as Damian and he's not as capable either. Why are your boyfriends getting worse and worse?” "I still think Damian is your best choice." I smiled without saying anything and blocked that idiot. Maybe to outsiders, my new boyfriend was not as perfect as Damian. However, he loved every outfit I wore and encouraged me not to obsess over my body, to boldly wear whatever I wanted. He read my novels carefully and praised how well I wrote.

-Answering your question, I wouldn't forgive an infidelity," he answers now being the one who ignores my comment. -I wouldn't forgive an infidelity either," I said, "You know, I'm one of those girls who longs to have a book love. Book love is so real and so deep. Book boys are perfect. They are loyal. He may be a womanizer at his worst but when he finds his right girl he's the best thing in the world. They're those super protective, jealous guys. It's cute. I'm one of those people who want an intense, wild yet tender love. A love that consumes me. That makes me tremble. A love just for me. Is it too much to ask to want to be the only one in someone's heart? No seconds or thirds. No ex-lovers

They got me going strong until now. Good girlfriend is supportive. They don’t cling. The newest mantra created by me. Mo will be so proud of my progress if she knew. But she didn’t, at least not yet. Gosh, I miss her so much. I miss the drama she brought with her companion. I miss my best friend. And I really miss my boyfriend. God, I’m pathetic. Yes, pathetically in love. So what? My phone beeps in my hand. Oh ... my ... God! ****

Steph asks in curiosity. "Probably." "Brooke's guy is really handsome, don't you think?" Chris shrugs, acting nonchalant. "He's okay." "Are you jealous or offended?" Steph chuckles, amused. "I'm not." "Of course, no one is as handsome and hot as my boyfriend." "Glad you know." "Forever cocky. You're the second most handsome guy to me." Steph smirks. "Who's the first?" He narrows his eyes at her.