Crossdressing Wattpad Novels & Stories

“Cause you're doing that an awful lot, and it's kinda amusing." I was tempted to roll my eyes at him, but I didn't. “What is amusing?" His lips left out a soft sound that sounded almost like a grunt. “It does make you look cute. Like a Chibi." I clenched my jaw. “Mr. Cross, I’m not trembling.” He raised a brow, amusement flickering. “You’re lying to yourself more than to me. Like I said earlier at the beginning of our time together, you should stick to honesty.”

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

"A young woman vanishes without a trace. No evidence. No leads. As if she simply... ceased to exist." "The story fascinated me. I dug deeper, trying to find the truth behind the disappearance — until I came across a novel." My body went rigid. "What did you just say? A novel?" "The world we're in right now — it's a novel. I stumbled into it the same way you did. That's when I realized you didn't just disappear. You crossed over, just like me." "I've been watching you for a while. Everything about you confirmed it — you're the woman who vanished."

Jake just watches, his lips twitching in that quiet but amused way of his. “What?” I ask, carefully lifting the fabric over my head like it’s made of glass. “Nothing,” he murmurs, shaking his head as he pulls off his shirt. Liar. He’s definitely enjoying this. Watching me handle my dress like it’s the Crown Jewels while we sit in a muddy, hidden clearing, about to head into pack business. I roll my eyes and quickly pull on my hoodie before shifting to change my heels for sneakers. Jake is getting dressed beside me, pulling a plain black T-shirt over his head. As he turns slightly, my gaze catches on a small scar near his ribs.

“You will meet him real soon.” My fingers itched for the knife under my dress at that moment. I had prepared for this showdown for years. Practiced how I would look him in the eyes without blinking, without screaming, without driving a blade through his chest on sight. Now I had to wait. Fine. Let him come home to hell. The chaplain’s voice rose again. “Lyra Cross, do you take Killian Maddox to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”

he ordered me. His own hand started to reach for the shirt he wore, undoing the buttons. I obeyed, stripping fast. Nearly ripping out almost all of my shirt buttons in the process. My shirt was impatiently dragged off my body. I tossed it aside just as his own clothes hit the floor. My eyes fell on his fully exposed broad chest. Dang! I drew in a sharp breath. He had so many thick muscles. Enticing. My eyes dipped lower to his cock which was standing proudly.

Dylan walked gently towards Chelsea, staring intently at her with disbelief in his eyes. Not that he didn't believe her report. No, he disbelieved the fact that a person in his or her right thinking senses would dare to rape someone in a hotel in Miami. Worse still, that the person would think of doing it to a staff of Cross Enterprises. And at the apex of that, even to his Chief Assistant. Whether as the Pope in the underworld or as Dylan Cross in the regular society, he was a colossal force that even the wildest of tigers dared not provoke. It was public knowledge that those who crossed Dylan Cross ended up devastated or destroyed.

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But if that is what he wants to see me in, then why not? I take the swim wear from his hand with a smile, disappear behind the curtain and hurry to get undress. One part of me is hoping that he would come back here so we could fuck, but I guess we have to have respect for these people and their store. When done, I go to show off body and the tiny clothes that are covering my private areas. Mr Cross runs his eyes over my body with a look of approval. And I do a little twirl. "Good, let's go."