Bob Reynolds X Reader Novels & Stories

Reynolds had sent me a text while I was sleeping. “Kitchen. 10 minutes. Wear nothing under your robe.” My hands shook as I tied the silk robe around my naked body and crept downstairs. The house smelled like fresh coffee and bacon. Jake was in the living room watching sports. Ryan sat at the kitchen island scrolling his phone. Mr. Reynolds stood by the stove, flipping eggs, looking calm and powerful in a tight black t-shirt. The second I walked in, the air got heavy. Mr. Reynolds didn’t even look at me at first. He just said, “Close the door.”

“Books saved my ass more than once.” I shifted closer without thinking, drawn by the honesty. “What do you normally read?” “Anything real. History. Thrillers. A couple romances when I’m feeling masochistic.” That tiny smirk again. It made my stomach flip. “You?” I laughed softly. “All the romances. The steamier the better… where the guy actually sees the girl, you know?” His eyes met mine. Held. “Yeah. I know.” “He sounds like a fucking idiot,” Ryan said flatly referring to my ex boyfriend. His hand rested on the back of the couch, fingers inches away from my shoulder. “He doesn’t deserve a woman who looks at him the way you did”

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Richard Benjamin — seated alone by the window. He was even more breathtaking in person. Sharp features, jet-black hair, a jawline so defined it looked like it was carved from stone. His blue eyes flicked up to me as I approached — piercing, unreadable, almost... curious. He stood up, extending a hand. "You're not Sophia Harper." I smiled sweetly, slipping my hand into his. "No, I’m not. I’m Madison Harper — Sophia’s sister." A flicker of something ... amusement? — crossed his face as he gestured for me to sit.

Chapter Seventy: Boiling Beneath the Calm Jaxon By Wednesday afternoon, Jaxon Brooks had reread Harper’s last text six times—seven if you counted the time he just opened it and stared. It wasn’t because he didn’t believe her. He trusted Harper. Completely. Irrationally. Stupidly. But still—he felt it boiling under his skin. It wasn’t her. It was Ryker.

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

she tells me and she goes back to her book, while I continue watching my show. I was watching the series You on N*****x about a serial killer, it is very interesting. Jolene was reading a book called Shadow and Bone about a girl who discovers she has a very rare type of power. After thirty minutes, she joins me in the bed. She takes my phone from my hands and she kisses me. her pregnancy has made her very horny.

I explained as I pulled the cuffs on the chain link to the trellis. "I'm not ready, Ben." Rena tugged at her wrists, but there was no need for readiness in this game. She shouted my name in a blasphemous tone. "You know what, Ren? Most of the BDSM theories circulating among writers are misguided." I took a long object from the drawer that was a very feminine color, pink. Rena could cum many times just from the vibrations. "Ben..., what are you doing?" She glared again when I slipped her long skirt off her legs without taking off her shoes.

Cassie chuckled, her gaze lingering on Sarah. Sarah turned back to the counter, pretending to wipe something that wasn’t there. Cassie leaned in, her voice dropping, conspiratorial. “So? Did you do the deed yet?” Sarah nearly dropped the rag. Her face went from flushed to blazing. “What? No! Absolutely not!” The thought alone made her heart race. “Really?” Cassie looked genuinely shocked, her brows arched high. “You’re telling me you’ve got Jax Reaper Reed kissing your soul outta your mouth and you haven’t gotten naked yet?”