Chris Evans Smut Novels & Stories

Not even in my dreams, when I imagined sex so consuming, so searing, that I woke up wet. Evans explores every bit of me, returning to those spots that cause me to throw my head back and whimper over and over again. I'm already wetter than I thought was possible, and Evans seems to know that. Despite the rarity of his smiles, there's a satisfied smirk tugging up the corners of his mouth. He places two fingers at the entrance to my pussy. I squirm, unsure if I can take any more, and let out a little moan. "Evans... please..."

d swallowed. He was messing with her but there was no way she was going to let him win. “Unsettle me?” she managed to ask. “That’s not it at all,” she quickly defended. Chris chuckled, clearly enjoying her flustered state, he seems to take too much pleasure in her being embarrassed. “Oh? So you have no concerns about working under me? I don't unsettle you at all?” Emma felt her cheeks burn. The way he said "under me" made her mind wander to things she shouldn’t be thinking about, especially not in front of him. She swallowed and lifted her chin defiantly. “Even if I were to take this job, I have nothing to worry about.” She forced her voice to remain steady. “What happened between us was jus

Just to add a little emphasis, Beth raised a finger to her mouth and ran it over her lips letting her tongue sneak out and wet it. "Oh yeah. Squishy. Wow. That is really awesome." Chris's cock twitched and if he didn't get it straightened up and out of those tight white briefs soon he wouldn't be able to walk. "Can I ask you something Chris?" "Yes." "I hope you don't think I'm naughty, but would you like to see how squishy I get?" "Oh yes. Yes!" Beth stepped back half a step, and taking the bottom hem of her Santa top, she lifted it high to her breasts and exposed the front of her panties.

"Eva, a pleasure to meet you." Chris smirked knowingly. "Ah, yes, Eva. I remember you quite well." His gaze carried a hint of mischief, though the underlying tone suggested a deeper grudge. Eva tilted her head. "Oh?" Chris chuckled darkly. "The dress I designed for you that ended up ruined at the gala. Do you remember that incident?" He decided that today would be the perfect opportunity to avenge his poor, mistreated dress. However, the moment Damien shot him a warning glare, Chris had no choice but to bite his tongue and suppress his irritation.

Meanwhile Eva , Jenny, Tina, Chris and Tom all approached the two drenched figures, one lying on the floor and other patting her soft chubby cheeks to awake her with disdain filled eyes for Emerald. When Chris was about to about to touch the laying figure , Emerald roared without even knowing what was happening to him " STAY BACKKK !!!". Even he himself didn't know why he roared like that and got a little bit of anxious over the thought of some other male touching the figure down there. He felt as if Chris is going to take his valuable possession away from him . It was now the limit and Eva yelled at him angrily with her hands folded into fists to an extent of her knuckles her turning white.

“This isn’t how we want your first time, princess. Not like this. You’ll get our cocks when we decide you’re ready.” “That pussy looks so delicious. I think it’s my turn for a taste,” Chris said, releasing his thick cock and crawling toward me. Ethan kept lazily stroking himself in the background as Chris settled between my thighs, his breath hot against my soaked pussy. He flicked his tongue over my swollen clit, and a sharp shudder ripped through me.

At the moment he came, he shouted her name as he spilled thick, hot semen all over his stomach and chest. Soon he'd go take a shower, but for just a moment he lay back against the pillows to catch his breath. "That's what you're asking for, Evie. Sex isn't sweet and romantic, it's hot, sweaty and messy, but oh so much fun. Be very sure it's what you truly want."

“Well, I think you were right, I've confirmed that Elena mated that night” Her brow furrowed, reminiscing on the interaction of her and her friend earlier… the smell, the awkwardness, how she dropped her shoulder when she admitted the pleasure was something she couldn't stop. Like someone who could understand the misery of a girl under the grasp of a chiseled manhood. “How?” “Ladies sharp instinct” Chris's face hardened and a sly smirk curled at the edge of his lips. “Does that mean some little rat has defied the rule of mating”

She mutters, still resting on my chest. Her words come so low since this strong woman is still too delicate to handle me. * "You made me late," Ivanna screams while drying her hair and glaring at me through the mirror as I smirk. "Why are you smiling? You're such an evil man, Chris. Who screws up in the morning?" "Is there any rule to have sex?" I roll my eyes only to be the victim of her glare again. "Just shut up, you prev! That's not how you say such things"

" she asked, feeling slightly disoriented. Chris placed his hand on her, "You, okay? You seem a little out of it." His tone was filled with genuine care. "Yeah, I am good, "Evangeline replied, forced a fake smile before returned to her plate. "She's don't. She is vegetarian "Chris refused smoothly to waitress. He reached for a nearby salad bowl and placed a generous portion on her plate. "Thank you, " Evangeline murmured, her voice barely audible. "This streak is so tender and it's just melting in my mouth, "Lucas said enjoying the meat as closing his eyes.