Bob Reynolds X Reader Novels & Stories

Rowena flipped to the next page, skimming down, picking out a word here and there: ‘masturbate’, ‘naked’, ‘sex’… Familiar theme music filled the room, snapping her attention from the paper and over to the stereo. Heath’s voice followed swiftly behind. “‘I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend… I certainly did.’” She’d been his weekend project… Most guys built bookshelves or changed the oil in their cars or even washed their cars… Apparently, a man like Dr. Lovejoy had decided sex with the rape victim would offer a new, exciting challenge. “‘We’re in for an interesting night. We have several callers on the line with questions and stories to share. Fasten your seatbelt! This is going to be a w

But deep down she knew she was testing him. Downstairs, the smell of coffee and bacon filled the air. Elena was humming in the kitchen while Richard read the newspaper on the deck. Callum was already at the table, shirtless, wearing only gray sweatpants that hung dangerously low on his hips. His muscular torso was on full display. Every defined line of his abs and the sharp V disappearing beneath his waistband seemed designed to torment her. He looked up when she entered. His green eyes slowly dragged down her body. A slow, wicked smile spread across his face.

I stop in my tracks and see Bobbi reading on the sofa in the living room. “You’re back early. Everything ok?” she asks, closing the book in her hand and I take a look at it. Well, I’ll be damned. Dark smutty romance. Where did she find that? “Yeah, tiger, everything is fine. What you reading?” I raise an amused eyebrow and I see her blush. God, could this woman get any fucking cuter? “Oh, it’s erm … nothing.” She hides the book, but she isn’t quick enough and I grab it and read the page that has the book mark.

Book 1: Daddy’s Bestfriend. Mark Reynolds has wanted Lena for years. Her father’s best friend, freshly divorced and now living in their house, he’s impossible to ignore. Every glance sparks desire she shouldn’t feel. Her best friend envies her. His ex-wife plots, and every risk is hotter than the last—can Lena survive the fire she can’t resist? LENA POV “Fuuuck—ohhh!” I moaned, my back arched against the sheets, fingers slippery as they circled my clit, the vibrator thrumming between my thighs. My free hand pinched a nipple through my thin tank, my breath coming in ragged gasps, the whole bed shaking with my movements.

8. "Okay," Elion said. "Here's one from User BookWorm99. Five stars." "Read it." "This book destroyed me," Elion read. "I cried for three days. My mom asked if I was okay. Cale is the most tragic, beautiful character I've ever read. I want a Cale. Where do I find a Cale? Does A****n sell him?" Cale blinked. He looked genuinely confused. "She wants a Cale?" Cale asked.

A lycan who ruled with iron claws wrapped in tailored suits. And I had just come undone for him on camera, moaning like a whore while his words commanded every stroke of my fingers. The phone screen suddenly lit up again, casting a pale blue glow across the stone walls of my small cell. My heart slammed against my ribs. Another message from ShadowKing. From Jax. "You came so beautifully for me tonight, little sin. I could almost taste how sweet your surrender is." My stomach twisted. Heat rushed to my face and lower, pooling hot and insistent between my legs. I squeezed my thighs together, but that only made the slick friction worse, drawing another quiet whimper from deep in my throat.

Rowan’s voice carried authority her body reacted to before her mind even could. Swallowing hard, Rhea slowly let her thighs fall apart. Rowan’s breathing changed instantly. His eyes darkened as her body opened fully beneath his stare, like he was looking at something he’d wanted for far too long. He leaned back slightly in the chair, jaw tight, his hand gripping the armrest hard enough for his knuckles to pale. Rhea watched him lick his lower lip slowly, his gaze fixed between her legs like she was his next meal. A trembling breath left her lips as she pressed the vibrator back against herself.

MY REBOUND DOMINEERING HUSBAND Chapter 1. Joel Richard Osteen, that's his name! The only name that makes everyone around him tremble. Even the sound of his black shiny Nike air mag shoe can make anyone just pee on their pants. The look on his face when he is angry would make anyone wish that the ground should just open and swallow him up. What about the numerous times he yells? It's a different case entirely cos he sounds just like a beast ready to devour it's prey.