Chris Mclean X Reader Novels & Stories

Hence the small age difference. I'll leave the image of Justin to your imaginations but for Chris, I imagined him as Lucky Blue Smith. Go ahead and g****e him, if you don't know him. please leave a review of the book if you like it!

I could hear the undoing of belt buckles and the shuffling of pants just before the hit the floor while Ace kissed me, and I was beyond eager to see them all naked and ready for me, so I broke away from Ace’s kiss to do just that. Nick had paused to undress, and now, he was just standing in between my legs with a deliciously veined and rock hard erection that was pointing towards my wet entrance. Inches away from my face, Ace’s cock had sprung out and the monstrous, beautiful, hard length was begging to be stuffed in my mouth until I no longer remembered how to breath. Then right beside me, Xander was pumping his length at a slow, sensuous pace while his eyes were pinned to my clit, like he

I purr, arching into her touch, fully aware that every grind, every kiss, every teasing little moan is just for him. Grayson Bennett—president of the Crimson Reapers, my best friend Alyssa's older brother, and the man I've been messing around with for the past nine months—doesn't exactly come with a label. Mostly because he's still technically married to the wife who ghosted him nearly a year ago. But I've been on the back of his bike. I've been to the clubhouse. And he sure as hell doesn't complain when I tag along—or climb into his bed.

I leaned back on my palms boldly as Chris came between my legs, his breath hitched audibly and his eyes locked on my exposed cunt as though it were the only thing in existence. Chris gripped his cock and dragged the thick head of his cock along my hot and insistent slit, smearing my wetness across his shaft and teasing me with every slow stroke. Outside, I knew Xander was listening. I wanted him to. I closed my eyes for just a second, and in the dark behind my lids, I imagined his cock, not Chris’s, gliding along my folds, teasing me, smearing my wetness across his thick length. When I opened my eyes again, I saw him there, his face replacing Chris’s, his need burning into me. The fantasy al

Pressed a button. I glance over at Charlene, still sitting on the couch, naked and holding her wine glass. I can’t even remember what she was wearing earlier. Probably no bra. I tilt my head, noticing her breasts for the first time tonight. Mason was right. I can’t unsee it now. It’s like her nipples are staring into my soul. What a fucking turnoff. What would the nipples look like of my student? I have a feeling that I wouldn't be disappointed. -Jace: First, answer my question, then I’ll answer yours.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

He said plainly. Miya watched him closely, and she couldn't tell if he was angry or not. She heaved a sigh and remained quiet. Levi opened the door, and in came Chris in a white shirt and black trousers, looking dangerously charming as usual. He was about the same built as Xenon, both tall and slim, and definitely qualified to be a world top model. Xenon sat up, watched Chris for a bit, and asked icily with a sneer, "Who are you, may I ask?"

He leaned back on the couch, spreading his legs wide, and said, “You know, Meagan, I bet you’d look real good with your lips wrapped around my dick.” Chris bristled at that, but I just smiled and said, “Is that so?” Jamal nodded, his smirk widening. “Oh yeah. I’ve seen the way you look at me. You want it, don’t you?” I glanced over at Chris, who was looking decidedly uncomfortable. “Well, baby?” I asked. “Can I have a taste?” Chris hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, sure. Go ahead.”

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Author Pov "Come here, baby." Xavier rolled his eyes when Chris called his girl and she came towards him like a loyal puppy. He instantly pulled her on his laps pulling her in a desperate kiss. The girl didn't even flinch which made Xavier frown in curiosity. The girl seemed too comfortable with Chris which indeed surprised him. How can she behave like this guy didn't torture her all this time? Chris was the worst man alive that Xavier knew. Xavier had relationships with a lot of people. Damien was considered a ruthless beast as well but he was never close to Xavier that much as compared to Rafael.