Eminem X Reader Novels & Stories

Twenty-five men. Twenty-five stories. One thing they all have in common is desire. Some men fall for the person they were never supposed to want. A forbidden crush on a straight boss. A brother's best friend who was always off-limits. A divorce lawyer who becomes far more than a professional. A bodyguard who gets dangerously close to his client. A fake boyfriend who doesn't stay fake for long. A retired adult-film star determined to leave his past behind, until someone recognizes the man he used to be. There are also rivals who can't stand each other, roommates who discover an attraction they never expected, supposedly straight married men whose lives are turned upside

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James lifted his hips into me, filling the condom with hot cum. Xavier yanked himself out of my boyfriend and ripped off his condom, throwing it to the floor. He picked me up by the waist off James’ spent dick, turning my body to face him. My legs naturally encircled his waist as his erection split my wet pussy lips. My arms latched around his neck for stability. Forced against the wall next to the bed, Xavier held my bent legs wide open with his rippled forearms. His intense eyes captured mine when he shoved his entire length inside of me.

They parked on a small quaint-looking street, just off the main strip. The sign over the restaurant read MORENO'S. She felt her stomach tighten and wondered if his parents or brothers would be there. What was he thinking? This was too soon. She wasn't ready for it, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

She played with his, twisting them into points, and was gratified to get a gasp in return. He was hot, she realized. Ready. He was getting as much enjoyment out of this as… she was. No, this was not supposed to happen. She was not supposed to enjoy it! Sex with a complete stranger was wrong. Bad. Abbey was never bad. Then again, he wasn't a complete stranger. She'd read his file... She closed her eyes, but they flew open again when Damien's hand brushed her leg. It moved higher, stroking, caressing the bare flesh.

She gripped the blanket around her, seeking refuge from the mixed emotions flooding her heart. "Mine, are you awake?" Seth asked softly, but with anxiety in his voice. Jasmine didn't answer, just remained silent in uncertainty. Seth, feeling no response, tried again. "You've been crying for too long, Mine. Can such sadness stay with me? Am I not enough for you, Mine?"

The wetness, the pinkness, that’s all he could really see and what he could hear was the desperation embedded within every single one of her whimpers. She spread her legs wider, her lips between her teeth making it so much harder to hold himself and the beast within him back. “Mine!” He growled, his eyes flashing red once again. **** *** A/N// Xavier is cheating on me y'all...he...he😭😭he's going to do it with Celia. I've been crushing on him for so long and yet...! What an evil bastard...I hope he never cums!☹️ 😕

Fuck, I am having a cold shower again. Eva moves to the edge of the stool until her bare pussy is in contact with my hardening dick and I groan clenching my jaw. Her body shivers when she slightly rubs herself on my hardness and it amazes me how shameless she has become. Does this mean she wants me as bad? "You know the answer to that" My hands itch to caress her thighs. I want to pound into her so hard until she can't remember her name. Until the smirk on her face disappears

Let the neon lights blind me instead. Addison pressed her lips to my ear and whispered, “You ever try something new just to wipe the slate clean?” I turned to her, hazy. “What do you mean?” “A third,” she said. Casual. Like she was asking if I wanted fries with my drink. “You in?” I blinked at her. “You’re serious?” She sipped from her straw. “Dead serious. His name’s Luke. He’s meeting us at your place.” I should’ve said no.