Carter Reynolds Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I don’t mind it happening again.” I lift a brow in surprise. Well then. In Carter’s words, that basically means he wants us to have sex again. “I’m curious though. What brought about this change of heart?” He shakes his head, glancing at his side mirror as he turns onto my street. “I pride myself on being a man of my words, Rory, and when I say I don’t mix business with pleasure, I mean it. I’ve worked with a lot of attractive women and not once have I looked at them and thought about what it would feel like to have my cock buried in them.” He faces me then and my breath catches in my throat. “Try as I might, I’ve never been able to look at you without having thoughts like that, and sharing

Claire Johnson hung on the railing above him, looking pale and nervous. "So," Ryan called out, his voice echoing off the concrete walls. " The mongrel finally arrives." He looked at Emily, his gaze dropping to her stomach, then up to her face. He sneered. "You dressed her up nicely, Carter. But putting a diamond collar on a stray dog doesn't change its breed." Emily felt Ethan’s muscles coil beneath her hand. "Focus, Ryan," Ethan said, his voice dangerously low. "You have about five minutes left to enjoy the sound of your own voice."

“Nice shorts.” “They’re called clothes. You should try them sometime,” I shot back, walking past him to get coffee. But my skin prickled where his eyes had been, like he’d left fingerprints without even touching me. He chuckled—low, dark, dangerous. “That mouth’s gonna get you in trouble.” “It’s not my mouth I’m worried about,” I muttered under my breath. Jace Carter was exactly the kind of boy I spent my whole life avoiding. Tattooed arms, cocky smile, bedroom eyes that promised bad decisions. He was the kind of boy who didn’t do rules or regrets.

Darren jumps on me, but I don’t stay still, so I give him a powerful push-off with my hind legs, but he manages to pull me with him. We start rolling. Every time I push him, he pulls me with him. I manage to scratch him sometimes, but he quickly manages to bite me superficially somewhere. Tired of the situation, instead of pushing him backward, I manage with all four legs to throw him forward, catching him off guard. “What’s wrong Carter Darren, are you out of ideas to attack me? Didn’t you have any other ideas besides doing somersaults?” I teased him. “Don’t underestimate me, babe, I was just to see how you would do in bed with me!” He said, in a naughty way.

When Hayden touched her arm and leaned down to whisper something in her ear, Carter only realized a moment later he was clutching his drink so hard he was liable to shatter the glass. He didn’t care who Lucy or Hayden slept with. He didn’t care if Hayden worked his way through every woman on this movie. Carter hadn’t come here to sleep around, mostly because he’d gotten bored with the one-night stands and the inevitable mornings where his date for that night would try to stay longer and he’d have to charm them into leaving.

A moan escaped me and I felt Carter grin as he licked from my neck to my jaw. “After all this is just a taster for what your daughter will be doing?” Carter gloated as the man dropped to his knees. “Please she is only 13 don’t do this,” he begged as I squirmed the pressure building. Carter used his free hand to palm my breast and more wetness dripped between my thighs. I hated how my body betrayed me.

Carson whined and ran off to the bathroom as he hides his face, calm down buddy it's just sprite. Now think about it, I am going to a party where the biggest family is hosting, I heard about them from my brother, they are dangerous and also do not anger them, mostly Carter and Kyle. Apparently, Carter has been obsessed with Jenna back in high school, he treated her badly and like a whore, even raped her. How cruel is this man? I would never, ever be someone like him. What's wrong with her? How can she forgave this guy too easily, having two kids with a psycho man.

Whispering to each other about how tight I'd feel, how I'd squirm under them, begging. They'd take turns, probably, shoving their cocks into me while I screamed for Leon. My skin crawled just thinking about it, but part of me, the sick part, flashed to Leon's touch, his thick dick stretching me open, making me moan for more. But this? This was hell, not him. “He definitely needs a shower now.” Carter said, his voice low and rough.

She had never imagined a man could exist who made every boy she'd ever encountered look like a charcoal sketch beside a Renaissance masterpiece. Adriano Carter was irresistibly attractive and sexy. No competition existed between the boys she'd met thus far. He was irresistibly, maddeningly sexy. She was ready to literally fuck the sin, if it meant having him, even though the admission made her sound like a horrible person.

Carter didn’t like the idea of her building a wall between them, he wanted to feel what she was feeling and sense what she was thinking, he didn’t like any type of barricades between them, no matter what the situation was. He stretched his hand to stop her from noticing the scars forming on her skin, he knew that if she continued she might really hurt herself, however, as he clutched her arm, she flung it away and started to wipe her skin even hard. “ Don’t touch me, I am dirty Carter... I am too dirty for you.”