Dream X George Fanfic Lemon Novels & Stories

She'd never get to be underneath the man or even see him naked… only in her dreams. Her body reacted to her every angry thought, sending shivers down her spine. Her nub ached for a release as her anxiety took over all of her senses. Laying flat on her back, she snaked a hand inside her pyjama shorts and found her already swollen nub as tears streamed down the sides of her face. She envied the woman in the other room, what did she do to deserve Damon's attention that she couldn't?? She closed her eyes and moved her hand faster underneath her covers. Her fingers pressed firmly on her nub as she tried to get rid of the jealousy surging through her system and dive deeper into her fantasies in wh

"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

The pleasure was so intense his vision blurred for a second. He was still twitching when Damien finally pulled back. A warm, wet kiss was pressed to the small of his back. “Good morning,” Damien said, voice calm and casual, like he hadn’t just made Elias cum all over the sheets with his tongue. Elias let out a shaky breath, face still buried in the pillow. His voice came out hoarse. “You’re… you’re actually insane.” Damien chuckled, low and amused, and pressed another kiss to his spine before sitting up.

David sensing he might lose on getting that pussy this night lied "Hey, I was just pulling your legs. The god mark I saw had to be yours for no other woman was warming my bed. It is just you; only you." She shut him from babbling by putting her index finger across his lips and whispered into his ears "Let's complete this in the bedroom. I want you to fuck me till I forget what you just said". "Damn, that was hot" He carried her like a groom would a new bride screaming "You are my baby girl. You are the one I have been waiting for…" heading to the bedroom. She giggled innocently.

I close my eyes, trying to fight against screaming at him. “I was remembering that night, trying to make it feel like it was your fingers inside me. I needed that again to finish, every time I get to the edge I get stuck and need to feel it.” His tongue moved quick and hard along my sex. “Damon, please.” I am going to beg and if that fails tell him to get the hell out. “You’ve been naughty Trix, so damn hot and naughty.” My body shakes as his lips kiss along my sex, I am done, I can’t do this anymore.

Her muscles contracted as he kept slamming against her g-spot. “Fuck! I'm going to come again… please” she breathed out and shuddered as she came hard a second time even before she could complete her sentence, slightly watery cream sliding out her pussy through the sides round Damien's dick. Damien groaned and pulled out fast enough to release his seed on the floor. She lay breathlessly on the bed and he fell in place beside her. She lay on her back and he on his stomach. “How was it?” He asked her huskily.

His gaze flicked coldly over Damien, his expression disgusted. “You claim that she is your lover, right?” George went on, his voice gaining a sharper edge. “Then tell me, who is the secretary that so boldly hovering around you? Or did you think I wouldn't know what is happening back there in Miami just because I'm not there? Don't think because you're from the Cross family, I wouldn't dig into your background.” George felt his face redden with anger. How dare he keep a mistress while staking a claim on his granddaughter?! Did he truly lose his mind?!

“We said we wouldn’t talk about it.” “Yeah, well… I’m breaking that rule.” He leaned down a little, voice playful but rough. “Every time I close my eyes, I see you in that green dress. Every time I hear your name in my head, my dick gets hard. That’s a problem, Lexi.” My breath hitched. Hearing him say it so openly made my pussy clench. “Damon… we can’t.” “Can’t what?” He smiled, teasing. “Can’t admit that dancing with you felt better than it should? Can’t admit I’ve been wondering what you sound like when you’re really turned on?”

' 'I've dreamed about doing it to you ever since I first found out about it, Lex. She turns her head to give me an amused look. 'Well, take it from me, it was sublime.' 'I'm sure I'll get better with practice,' I say, saucily. Lexi smiles. 'Promises, promises. Though...' She wriggles herself free, and pushes me over onto my back. 'Fair is fair, after all,' she says. 'It wouldn't do for you to get to taste me without me getting to taste you.' She starts kissing down over my belly, and I moan a desperate 'Lexiiiii' - I am incredibly sensitive after she fingered me and the thought of any more right now scares me.

He was standing by the door with his mouth hanging low. “You said you wanted to see him, so this was what...” George felt like he had bees in his head, and they were going to explode. “I-I can’t believe this. I am dreaming, right? You guys weren’t kissing, right? You just had something in your eyes, and he was trying to blow it out for you.” George muttered, refusing to accept the truth when his brain already knew it.