Caitlin Clark X Reader Novels & Stories

She whispered the last part secretively. Elena felt her curiosity peek at that. “What?” She was a little too excited. “They both have piercings on their cock.” But Claire didn't expect Elena to moan, literally moan at her words. “Elena!” She jabbed her lightly. “Those are my mates you're moaning about! Don't let me go all Jackie Chan on you! Besides Xavier is extra hot, if I wasn't already mated to two sexy hulks, I'll totally do him.” Claire smiled victoriously as she got the exact expression she was looking for.

She pouted. Xane's eyes were fixed on the stunning woman in front him, as if she fascinated him. "I'm sure you will manage." He smiled and stroked her hair. ****** "Morning Clara." Caitlin stood up from her desk and followed behind her closely into her office. "I have a good news and a bad news." "Sweet Jesus... I haven't even had my coffee yet." Clara complained as she placed her bag on the office desk. "Give me the bad news first."

"O sorry, my name is Derric Taylor. I don't think you know me. I have seen you every day here in the library and just thought I should introduce myself. I'm quite new here and just wanted to make some new friends. I brought two of my best friends with me from home but I believe you can never have enough friends." "Halo Derric Taylor. My name is Emelia Clark. I also believe that you can never have enough friends so I will be your friend." I smile at him. I can't believe such a specimen of a man is talking to me. I know I am in a relationship but I was not born under a rock. There is no way a hot-blooded woman can look at this guy and not see how hot he is. I look at my watch and see I have 5

Krystal gave me a look, and I rolled my eyes. “Oh come. Don't hold out because Claire and I are not on good terms,” I said. “We don't choose who we fall in love with.” “Okay,” she giggled. “We are taking things slow,” she said. “Because she still hasn't seen her family since she came out in front of the whole world.” “Wow, that sucks,” I whispered. “Zara Taylor, are you being sympathetic to Claire?” Vic asked me. “I'm not stone-hearted…she is going through something that I can't even comprehend and without her we wouldn't have known about the video of the assault,” I said.

Knox uttered and gave her a soft smile. “You know what, I think Uncle Sean is not my crush anymore. Why do you have all the men that I like, Aunt Dahlia?” We all burst into laughter when she said that. What the hell? I didn't even know that she has a crush on Sean and now on Knox! “Hey, you're still young for that!” I exclaimed immediately. “Sorry, I'm taken, Claire.” Knox uttered as he went beside along with his arm that landed on my shoulder. “You can't like Ford, okay? He's mine,” Charlotte quickly said. Well, Ford is also handsome. There's no doubt that Claire would like him if she liked Knox and Sean.

Hello everyone. First, thank you for your support in my initial foray into writing. Your support has been amazing and has definitley encouraged me to continue writing. As you know, my book For the Love of a Guardian is out now. This is Clint and Lily's story which, as you may have guessed, will span to the end of this book. It will primarily focus on their life together and Clint's life without Lily, but it will follow until the end of this book. This book will move into the primary spot and will begin having daily updates this week.

Someone was pounding violently against my hotel room door. Before I could even get up, the door was kicked open. Caelan stood in the doorway, the cold night air still clinging to his black coat. “Claire Hartwell.” He walked toward me slowly, his voice low and dangerous. “How far exactly were you planning to run from me?” I instinctively stepped backward until my lower back hit the window ledge. There was nowhere left to retreat. His gaze swept across my neck, and I saw his throat move slightly.

**Story 3: The Widow’s List** **Chapter 5** Claire stood in the center of her living room three weeks after the unforgettable gangbang, completely naked except for the black silk robe that hung open. The house still smelled faintly of sex and sweat from that night. She had not washed the sheets in the master bedroom. She liked sleeping in the mess they had left behind. The list was finished. Every name crossed off. Every fantasy Daniel had written for her fulfilled. But Claire felt something deeper now — a hunger that refused to be satisfied.

She burst out laughing, and that scared me a little. He wasn’t in love with her? “No, Claire. No. This isn’t a sign. He doesn’t love her because he’s a confused bastard who never knows what he wants. This isn’t a sign to think it is because he misses and wants you back,” I thought, then turned to ask more questions, but she was downing more shots of vodka. Before I could take it away from her, she had already gulped it down. “You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep drinking this way,” I almost yelled.

Despite her reservations about getting too close to anyone, she can't deny that she enjoyed spending time with him. Claire knows that she can't reveal the truth about her relationship with Nathan to anyone, but she can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected friendship she has formed with Harrison. As the night wears on and the other maids go to bed, Claire finds herself unable to sleep. She lies in her bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought. She can't stop thinking about Harrison and the way he made her feel. For a moment, she allows herself to imagine a life where she can be open and honest with someone, where she can let her guard down and just be herself. But then she rememb