Charlie Morningstar X Male Reader Novels & Stories

INTIMACY (Please...stop) Writer's P O V Rosanna shook and watched CB. She doesn't know what do anymore. She watched Charlie draw closer to her. "Cha..Charlie," she stuttered his name but didn't no what else to say. He got hold of her dark long hair and sniffed the scent. She stayed cuddled up and continued watching him as he pulled closer and closer. Then his lips met her skin, he kissed and sucked on her skin like he has been denied of it for long.

Marc’s lips twisted into an evil sneer. “Get my father’s favourite bag.” Marc’s eyes flashed in the low flickering light, Charlie stilled “Ar-are you s-sure my King?” he whispered, a tiny slither of concern coming from the other male. Marc nodded slowly, turning his attention back to the male in the cell before him. Charlie stumbled from view, coming back a minute later with a black duffle bag.

“Who got sixty-nine? The guy sticking out his tongue?” Val snorts. Marilyn frowns. “Seriously, Charlie? Don’t be crass.” “Says the woman who carries a dildo in her purse.” I continue writing Twenty-One’s description, reading it out to my friends in the process. His credentials make him sound like he’s one of those guys who is good at everything he does, and after a few tweaks from the group, I’ve created a profile that will get this guy a girl.

Go on and read it and tell me again that you are not interested. Madison puts the phone away from her ears and started reading the article Charlie sent her. “Top actor ‘A’ rumored and spotted dating a doctor from one of the top 3 hospitals in the country,” Madison reads out loud which stole the attention of Hunter and Aleister. Madison looks at Aleister as she goes back speaking with Charlie. [See! Now tell me you are not interested! The actor is Aleister and the doctor is you!] “W-What are you talking about? I don’t know—”

The rush of euphoria from me successfully startling him makes me feel almost lightweight under his heavy stare. His laugh fills the room, however, putting me in my place. He’s more relaxed under my stare than I’ll ever be under his, clothed or not. “That book describes the worst of me. I know you’ll take this the wrong way, but we’re more alike than I thought. You'd make a great vampire, Charlie, you’ll make a great bride.” “I take that as an insult. You do realize that right?” He shrugs. Ugh. Men...vampires. “I’ll never be a murderer. Did you kill him…the man who wrote the last entry or any of the men who wrote those entries? Be honest.”

*WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT* *Monroe's POV* As we change into our PJs, I look at Charlie and say, “So, that bodyshot was pretty hot, right?” She blushes deeply and says, “Yeah, I mean. I guess so.” “You guess so? To quote our dear friend Maddy, Xander is ‘sex on legs’ so unless you’re completely asexual, that bodyshot was hot.” “Alright, alright, it was hot!”

But what they didn’t know was that he was a playboy, who had almost tasted every girl and every boy in the neighborhood. He believed in one night stands only. Totally fuck and leave with no strings attached. He never turned back after leaving the rooms. Yet the girls would keep drooling and begging him for another night of pleasure. And now, he was bored because he had tasted all flowers in the garden and no one attracted him anymore. "Uhmm Daniel". They all were in thoughts when Daniel heard a rather hesitant mentioning if his name from Wyatt. "Hmmmm"? "Have you heard about umm Jack Charles, he is doing a PHD in Business Management". Wyatt was spinning the bottle lightly between his finger

Everyone was reading about it with their morning coffee. Her phone rang, it was Malcolm. "Charlie ... where are you?" his voice sounded concerned. "I'm at The Deuce ... having breakfast ... is there something wrong?" "Do they have a TV?" Charlie looked at the counter and saw a TV hung above it, "Yeah ... why?" "You need to watch the news ... right now," he commanded. Charlie walked into the diner with her phone still on her ear, she beckoned Tommy and Jeremy to follow. "Could you turn on the news please?" she asked the server.

In her seat, Alex was anxious to see what the boys would do next. Ben was confused. He was holding a man's sex in his hand. For the first time it was not his own. He had never noticed how soft the skin was. He appreciated the warmth that the stick of flesh gave off. Above all, he could feel Charlie's heart best through his hard cock. He would slide his hand over the sex but his hand and sex were dry. He was afraid of hurting Charlie. He felt castrated, but he had this sex turned towards him. He realized what was going to happen when Charlie came too.

He's grown up as a friend to me but an enemy to his parents. He was born autistic and his journey since has been rough. That was until we all met at a cafe and he recognised me. He was intently delightful go work as a p**n star. He just wanted a good base and an income to walk away from his household. And here he is as one of my favorite subordinates in my studio. And no, I have no company to work under. I worm solo and solo only. And so does he. Charlie is a different case all together. He is a child of prophecy. A gifted sexy bomb to serve all of the mankind and give them legit boners lasting for several hours. That was exaggerated, but it's nonetheless a good truth.