Crush X Reader Lemon Novels & Stories

'Fuck yes, squeeze it out,' LeBron roared, spanking her ass redder, welts rising. Joash groaned deeply, 'Gonna flood this sloppy cunt,' and erupted first, hot spurts jetting deep into her core, coating her insides anew. LeBron followed seconds later, his massive load mixing with Joash's, the overflow leaking out in thick rivulets down her thighs as they kept pumping through her climax. Amelia trembled, aftershocks rippling through her, moans softening to whimpers—'Mmm... nngh... too much...'

The debt crushed Logan, and to spare me the burden, he climbed to the top of the office building and jumped. Amber, meanwhile, milked her "whistleblower" act to become an influencer. She raked in millions, buying a mansion and a luxury car within months. God gave me a second chance. I'd been kind, and she'd ruined us. This time, I'd let her chase her "dream job" and face the consequences. Swallowing my fury, I forced a neutral tone. "Sounds like a lot to process. I'm off to the library to hit the books."

"Please. You crushed on me for years. No way you flipped that fast. I know what this is—you're jealous I'm close with that scholarship girl. So you're using him to get back at me—" I didn't hear the rest. Because when I turned, Noah was at the door, face cold as ice. And my heart just dropped.

To the dance floor. To the moment I'd seen another man approach her. To the brief second before Mason interrupted. To the irrational satisfaction I'd felt afterward. I set the glass down harder than intended. The sound echoed softly through the room. I frowned. Then picked it up again. The memory refused to leave. Ava laughing. Ava glaring. Ava refusing to look at me. Ava looking at me. My grip tightened unconsciously. The glass slipped. Time seemed to slow. Then…. Crash.

All he could do was pull her under the water, glaring up at her when she grabbed hold of his chin. "You are a leader, an ALPHA, not a sixteen-year-old human pining after her first crush" Moni roared at him as she gripped his face. It took everything she had not to back away at the snarl, that ripped from his mouth. She refused to shiver as the icy water poured over the both of them, locking her body down tight. Oh my God the water was cold! "CLARY IS NOT A CRUSH, HE'S MY MAT......." Damon snarled before reigning himself in when he saw the shocked look on her face before she shut it down.

She scrunched her face, still hissing through her gritted teeth. “She’s with me now. Will you stop crushing my dream like that? Nothing happened between them.” “Yeah, for now.” Amy rolled her eyes upwards. “You can’t let your guard down with a harlot like her.” “Shut the fuck up, Amy. You’d better focus on your baby-making thing. Or should I replace you instead?” I forced a wry smile this time, managing to steel myself to counter her insults that I had been swallowing. Amy tightened her grip on her champagne glass. Oh no, don’t tell me she’s going to pour that champagne on me.

The one for him was always Jasmine. After groveling before rich scions—desperate to marry into wealth—and being cast aside because of her lowly background, Jasmine returned to Samuel’s side as his flawless, perfect crush. Everything about her was a noble sacrifice, a tragic circumstance.

Cruz unzipped and I didn't find a need to stop him. This was when I realized I'm the Lucifer here. His hardened dick, grazed the back of my thigh and I already felt my pussy dripping. “You didn't stop me, Shemika. Because you want this too.” Cruz whispered as he bent over me and pulled me by my hair, then without warning he rammed into me and I let out a loud moan. “FUCK!” Cruz cried as he grabbed my waist even tighter, thrusting into me with every ounce of his energy as if he had a beef against me so he wants to injure me with his dick.

I was fvcking tired and in no mood to cuddle. Lex's POV I don’t know how long but after I drifted off, I became aware of a leg wedged between mine and a hot mouth sucking my c*ck. The mast stood up straight but it did nothing to stir my heart. Picking up a medical chart, I read through the entire article and soon enough, after another bout of energy draining plain sex with no feelings or kisses involved, she crashed down in my hay stacked “bed” with an arm tightly wound around her stomach and kicked me out of it.

"Finally, the trash is out!" Laura clapped her hands with glee, her eyes sparkling with joy, as they all watched Eden McBride and her entourage leave the club. Liam picked up his drink and sipped it slowly, trying his damnedest to put a firm lid on the quiet rage swirling in his heart as he appraised his ex through narrowed eyes. Coming to Crush was a mistake. But coming to Crush with Laura was a terrible idea. He knew that as soon as she called—hysterical and in tears, for the second time this week—insisting she didn't want to be alone tonight, she was still struggling to come to terms with their breakup.