Best Short Story Audiobook Novels & Stories

The hot audiobook narrator continued in his breathy voice, “I demanded, pulling her close by her hair.” Damon raised his brow, and I quickly blurted, “Alexa, play Despacito.” But of course, I had an iPhone, and the audiobook kept going, the voice actor whispering, “‘Mhmm, good girl. Now touch it—fuck, yes.’” I pursed my lips hearing the groan, and Damon crossed his arms when I went back into the bathroom and stopped the audiobook. I finally took a breath and slowly walked out, even though I wanted to die from embarrassment.

Aurelia “Now… tell me, little one,” his voice dripped with exquisite malice. “Which hole do you want me to use to destroy this body that cost me five million dollars? Do you want me to be sweet… or do you want me to break you?” The words died on my tongue. My senses dissolved like smoke until almost nothing remained of me except the feeling of his cock teasing my sensitive pussy, provoking me. Amos had asked the question, but he wasn’t looking for an answer. He only asked to savor my hesitation, to watch my will crumble under the promise of breaking me in the most pleasurable and devastating way possible.

My fingers were buried knuckle-deep, curling to hit that spot inside me that made my toes curl. Then the whole streaming dashboard froze. The mouse wouldn’t move. Controls locked up. My stomach dropped for a second, but before I could freak out and slam the end stream button, my headphones crackled. A deep, calm familiar voice slid right into my ears, smooth and low, like the man was sitting right behind me in the chair. “Keep going, princess. Daddy’s been archiving every pixel of you.” My fingers stuttered inside me but didn’t stop. My pussy clenched so hard around them I whimpered.

“I do audiobooks.” God. Now I was wondering what he sounded like reading those filthy lines out loud. Damn it, Eve. “So,” he said, taking a sip of his cappuccino, “you’re a fan of Lola Noir?” I finally worked up the courage to speak first. “So, you read Lola Noir?” Stupid, Eve. What a stupid question. His lips curved into a slow smile. “I do audiobooks.” God. Now I was wondering what he sounded like reading those filthy lines out loud. Damn it, Eve.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

Hello everyone! So I'm doing another update here! :) I've gone back and done a fairly big update to this story. I ended up becoming a necessity as part of my work to hopefully get an audiobook verison. So I'm hoping to do that at least by early 2024.

Forever. End of book 36

I kept my eyes on my notebook at first, pretending to be the perfect student, but I could feel his gaze burning into me the second he stepped behind the podium. Professor Harlan’s stormy gray eyes locked onto my spread legs. His jaw tightened visibly, and for a split second his Adam’s apple bobbed hard as he swallowed. He cleared his throat, trying to start the lecture, but his voice came out a little rougher than usual. “Today we’re discussing… the influence of Romantic poets on modern literature.” He shifted his weight, adjusting his stance behind the podium like he was trying to hide the growing bulge in his slacks.

“But they were only here during special occasions and long holidays. They’re busy with their job.” He started walking and I copied him. I didn’t bring my phone and earbuds with me. The last time I listened to an audiobook while running with a companion was a disaster. Jay thought I was having an anxiety attack because of my facial reaction to the thriller book I was listening to. I don’t want Angelo to think of me like that. “Are your brother and sisters are also like you?” I hate asking the obvious. If there’s a habit I would like to erase, that would be it.

"Joe, lie down and get some rest. I'll read you a story, okay?" "What story?" "A normal one, about love," She then asked, "do you think that it's boring?" "Not really," He replied, "but these days we have audio books, right? You don't have to read them out aloud." "It's alright, I have nothing else to do anyway." "Alright then." Josiah slowly closed his eyes. The story was about a love story between a rich man and a kindergarten teacher. Josiah did not find the story particularly interesting but he was allured by Meredith's soft and gentle voice.