Chris Mclean X Reader Novels & Stories

He scooped some up with his fingers and pushed them back inside me. “Keep every drop inside you tonight,” he ordered, voice rough. “Tomorrow at breakfast, when you’re sitting across from Mia wearing that innocent smile, I want you clenching around my cum.” He kissed me again, deep and claiming, then fastened the choker tighter around my throat. “This is only the beginning, Elena. By the time this weekend ends, you’re going to be addicted to being my dirty little secret.” I lay there trembling, leaking his cum, already knowing he was right.

But as I open my bedroom door, I see a surprise waiting for me, and I nearly pull my gun out and shoot at the naked man in front of me. "Hey baby," says Chris in a sultry voice. I groan out loud. Chris is one of my many conquests. When I was suffering from loneliness and grieving about losing Daniel, I turned to these meaningless flings and escapades, and Chris, unfortunately, was the only one who got a little too attached. "Chris, what the fuck? I could've killed you for surprising me like this," I grumble. "Oh, just relax with your mafia bullshit, honey. Don't pretend like you aren't happy to see me. I sure am," Chris grinned and pointed at his erection.