Fifty Shades Of Grey Amazon Novels & Stories

"Show me how much you want this. I know you’ve been watching me too." I do not know what to do, my body is doing things my mind told it not to. “Yes, Amelia. Give in, let me watch you break." I lose track of where I'm, the cameras and the office do not matter. I feel pressure between my thighs. My head falls back and I start to shake. “Almost there, don’t hold back," he growls. Everything goes blurry, a wave of pleasure hits me. I cry out loud, my body shakes as I collapse back into the chair, feeling weak.

From the Walmart bag, she took body wash and shampoo and stepped into the hot stream of water. Oh god! That felt so damn good. She picked up the body wash but then just stood there with her head tilted back, enjoying the feel of the spray beating down on her, washing away the grime and filth she'd accumulated. She was so engrossed, she heard nothing until the shower curtain was tugged back slightly and Grey stepped under the shower spray with her. She froze in place, mesmerized by the sight of his gorgeous naked male body. Droplets of water clung to his solid chest and glistened on the scattered dark curls of hair. The steel color of 62

The bubbling water turned from cloudy to a sickly green. It brought to Lloyd's mind the phlegm his late grandmother had coughed up when her lungs were slowly filling with fluid and infection. The only difference was it lacked streaks of red. The woman stirred it carefully, not phased by the colour, or by the harsh smell that stung Lloyd's nostrils as he breathed. He glanced at Nathaniel who was looking away, a slight frown of discomfort blighting his features. Whether that was the smell or the entire situation, Lloyd didn't know.

" Whips and chains? What is this , Fifty Shades Of Grey?" " Oh so you've watched the movie?" My fingers intertwine like ivy tendrils as I clasp my hands in front of me, eyes glimmering at the saucy revelation of Amanda watching one of the most kinkiest BDSM movies ever made. I wonder what else she's been watching besides erotic films. " I read the book," I raised a teasing eyebrow at that defensive excuse.

I looked up to the brown pair of eyes, Grey was staring intensely at my face with his a darkened face. “Who the fuck let you cry!?” he stomped past me and dragged me grabbing my right hand. I followed him wordlessly, tears slipping down my cheek. He lets me sit on the couch, taking a seat across from me. “What's wrong?” his kind voice ask me, I shook my head not daring to see those eyes. “Scarlet! Is it Liam!?” “Noooo, bits that book” I point towards the book that sits at the table. Grey confusedly stare at the book probably thinking why a book can make me sob like a baby.

Yellow tapes surrounding the area and flashing lights. I saw Alejandro standing just beyond the threshold in a black robe, face carved from stone, clearly trying to suppress the rage bubbling beneath his flawless exterior. I couldn’t look away. I wanted to see every twitch, every tightened jaw muscle, every ounce of disbelief when he realized the girl he thought he’d burned alive was the ghost now haunting his empire. “That’s right,” I whispered under my breath. “This is just the beginning.” Shane slid behind me on the bed, wrapping an arm around my waist, his lips ghosting over the shell of my ear.

I heard footsteps. The next thing I knew Ethan was in the living room wearing nothing but a tiny pair of black lace panties. I nearly dropped my snack. He was lean and smooth, his skin pale in the dim light and his legs long and shapely. The panties hugged the curve of his ass like they’d been sewn onto him. From behind, with those hips and that waist, I couldn’t tell if I was looking at a guy or a girl, and for a second, I realized I didn’t really care.

To her perfect white skin, bleached asshole, and flawless body? Not like Amber gave a fuck though. But why not change things up a bit tonight? Grayson didn’t even say a word to her, just gave her a look, a wordless command. She was already minus her underwear and in nothing but a black lace nightgown which showed the outline of her hardened nipples through it. Not like he seemed to notice or care though. Leo would have fucking noticed, and he would have fucking cared no doubt. She slid down to the end of the bed, but as an afterthought grabbed her computer and drug it down to the edge of the bed with her. She opened it back up and paused on the screen was a nice shot of a huge, caramel color

But now, with Liam’s flash drive burning a hole in my palm, I finally understood. With a reluctant sigh, I slotted the flash drive into the port. The screen blinked once, twice, then a file popped open automatically. No choice. No options. Just one direction…straight into whatever Liam wanted me to see. The screen loaded, and my stomach twisted. A movie. The bold letters appeared across the screen: Fifty Shades of Grey. My mouth went dry. What the hell? Is this some kind of joke?

I’d caught the faint outline of his cock and had to look away before my face turned scarlet. “God, I’m pathetic,” I whispered to the empty room, but there was no real shame in it. Just hunger. I shoved the jeans down my hips in one impatient motion, kicking them off along with my socks. My panties were simple black cotton, already soaked—clung to my shaved pussy. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and peeled them away, letting the cool air hit my slick folds. A soft gasp escaped through my lips. I was wet. Embarrassingly wet. The kind of wet that made my thighs slide together when I walked.