Novel & Cerita Carter Reynolds Dirty Fanfiction

“What? No. Jesus! It was Daniel Marks, okay. Fucking Daniel Marks who started this whole shit show to begin with. That fucking moron was with her last night. He was the one who told her about the blog. If it wasn’t for his thieving arse, I wouldn’t have been in the position for you to manipulate me into doing this stupid blog series. It’s just as much your fucking fault too.” Carter didn’t speak for a minute as he looked at Finn. Finn was cranky and angry and just out of sorts. He couldn’t seem to sit still and fidgeted in his seat. He needed to do something to win Peyton back, he just didn’t know what. Maybe Parker could help him. The guy was the entertainment specialist after all. If anyon

"So ready for me. Have you been fantasizing about this all day? Thinking about my cock stretching you?" I nodded, biting my lip as he circled my clit with agonizing slowness. "Yes... fuck, Ryker. Every day." He smirked, slipping one finger inside me, then two, curling them just right to hit that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. "Dirty girl. My wife's little sister, creaming all over my fingers like a slut. Does that turn you on? Knowing how wrong this is?" "It makes me want you more." I gasped, my hips bucking against his hand.

Carter immediately lowered his head, seemingly wanting my scent all over him and his tongue dragged against my slit, earning an unrestrained moan from me. "Carter, please," I pleaded and I felt him smile against my pussy He lowered his mouth to her and thrusted his tongue into my pussy, and I instinctively rolled her hips on his face. Carter groaned loudly, "Do that again," He said and I momentarily hesitated but then I tightened my hold on his hair, pulling him like he wasn't close enough and then, repeated my actions. That only excited Carter more as he hummed deeply, "You taste so delicious. I want to eat you out forever" he commented, while still buried between my legs.

It's already late, I can see through the crack in the door, it's going to be dark soon, I feel that my strength is leaving my body, my eyes feel heavy, I just want this hell to end, I'm giving myself over to the darkness, I hope I never wake up again, I can't stand it and my legs give out, I can't feel my arms anymore, I want to die. Carter After the meeting and knowing that the men who tried to kill me were now having a conversation with the devil, it made me more relieved, but I would only be completely happy when I saw that joint from hell in flames, I never thought about destroying them, even after everything that's happened to me, but if he wants a war, he should know by now that I'm no

I drooled, Heavily aroused and engrossed in my dirty imagination. I don't know what took over me, I jumped on innocent Finn and pinned my body against him by locking my legs behind. I kissed him deeply, he didn't even resist. Seemed like Finn understood the assignment, He knew I wanted him in me! ****** To Be Continued

CHAPTER ELEVEN — Scarlett’s POV The drive back to the mansion felt longer than usual. I sat quietly in the back seat, staring out of the window as the city slowly disappeared behind us. The contract I had signed refused to leave my mind, no matter how many times I told myself I had no choice, the words still echoed inside my head. Next week is the championship… Ryan Carter must not win. I closed my eyes tightly. My fingers curled into fists on my lap. I had signed my name, I had actually signed it.

He saw it in time and ducked. Carter growled with irritation. “I’m getting rid of you once and for all!” He started taking long, hard swings at Alec. Alec kept ducking and dodging the swings. A low, almost maniacal chuckle escaped from Carter. “It’s not over, Alec. I’ll get off. And you’ll be dead, so you won’t be able to stop it. Then I’m going to take your daughter, raise her, and make her one of my top whores.”

“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

His noises flamed my lust. “Oh, shit!” Carter gasped as I abused his tender flesh to the point of bruising, marking what was mine with hickeys. Then I gradually moved closer to his needy hole. He just took a bath so I had no doubt he was clean. Plus, he smelled divine, a thick masculine scent that I didn’t only relish but was also jealous of. “Ryder” Carter sing-sang my name, dropping his head onto the mattress. I parted his cheeks and rubbed my thumb over his hole, tentatively sliding my tongue over his entrance.

Flynn was wholly focused on the men who were now roaming the same floor they were on. Carter, on the otherhand, was focusing on the rigid body of the man he was in love with. He swallowed, feeling every muscle Flynn had pressing against him. Closing his eyes, he laid one hand against Flynn's side. He touched bare skin where his shirt had ridden up in the escape attempt. He smiled to himself. A shuddering breath slipped from Carter's lips followed by a soft moan. He could feel himself getting hard under Flynn's body and needed to shift ever so slightly as it was growing uncomfortable.