Bruno Bucciarati X Reader Novels & Stories

🔞 WARNING ⚠️: Things get steamy in this chapter, Not suitable for younger readers💋 Adult Themes: Love, temptation, and desire take center stage. Continue only if you’re ready to get wet and burn ❤️‍🔥 for your stepbrother🥵 Astrid’s POV

Bruno released one of her wrists again to fondle her breasts, his fingers bruising the pale flesh as he pinched and kneaded, all the while hammering into her. And beneath him, Bianca gave small gasps, now recognizing a hint of pleasure intertwined with the pain of his animalistic fucking. Bruno recognized the change in her. He grasped her hands in his own, intertwining their fingers almost as lovers would, and he held her down as he rode her, looking into her eyes and drinking in her every expression, her every hitched breath.

Me: This is wrong. Unknown: Does it feel wrong when I tell you how beautiful you are? How I would kiss every inch of that soft stomach you try to hide? How I would worship between your thighs until you couldn't remember your own name? I lay back on the bed, breathing faster. My free hand moved down my body almost involuntarily, slipping under the waistband of my shorts. I was already soaked. My fingers found my swollen clit and began slow circles as I read his next message. Unknown: That's it. Touch yourself for me, Isabella. Imagine my hands instead of yours. My mouth. My tongue tasting how sweet you are.

he said, his voice rough. He pulled her wet shirt up and over her head, tossing it aside. Her bra was next. He unhooked it with one hand and threw it away. Her breasts spilled free, nipples tight and sensitive. Jake lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the hard peak. Mira gasped and arched her back. The sensation shot straight down to her pussy. She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain.

•This is a standalone book (Book 2 of Falling For the Blind Billionaire) The Billionaire Ex-Lover's Revenge By Edna Bruce (a.k.a Yourpsychodreams) Vincenzo Santoro: a poker face man who never listens or understands. He thinks and believes men fail because they listen to women. he believes women are always wrong with reasons like intimidation, fear, aggravation, and with a low point of view and ideas. He never hesitates for a minute before he leaves you startled by your word.

Heat rolled off him in waves We stared at each other. My heart was beating so fast and loud… I could swear that he could hear it thumping against my ribs. My lower stomach tightened hard, as a deep ache began spreading low, begging silently for attention “I told you to come, not to run,” he breathed right in my face, his breath brushing my lips “What are you doing?” there was panick in my Panic voice “I want to sin with you little Muna” he murmured, eyes locked on mine, dark and steady. “A sin you put in my head”

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Damn it… damn it, damn it… It’s from him. Bennett. I hesitate. Twice. Then I tap it. A screenshot. A page of text. A mess of black letters on white. And right there, framed in a crooked, hand-drawn red heart, are the lines he wants me to notice. My chest thuds. My blood roars. My head spins. Something just changed. And I have no idea if I’m ready. Luca Moretti viewed your profile.

~FIORELLA~ I almost stop breathing when I hear Lucas mention Juliette. Lucas watches my face. And suddenly, everything makes sense. The phone, his expression at the table, the silence in the car, the way he avoided looking at me. My stomach drops. “You…” My voice barely comes out. “You read it?” He doesn't answer immediately. He looks away, then back at me. “Yes, Fiorella.” My lips part. “You actually read my message?”

his lips hover over mine as he says the word. " For someone who is known for reading people like an open book, you sure are dumb. " I say biting his jaw and Luciano starts playing with the nape of my neck another sweet sot, somehow he found, as I said he reads people like an open book and knows all the in and out of every inch of my skin.