Fifty Shades Of Grey E L James Novels & Stories

Lily sat astride his lap, and with one swift motion, her wetness sheathed his pulsating member. Lily's soft whimpers filled the room. Grey's own gasps soon joined hers. She gyrated her hips against him, intensifying the pleasure that drowned them in waves. Grey watched her enchanting movements with his eyes half-closed. Her ebony black hair cascaded down her back like an endless waterfall. She had her red lips parted and her eyes closed. The ecstatic look on her angelic face gave him goosebumps. It was the prettiest scene he'd ever seen in his life.

“It’s Ms. Grey. Don’t repeat the same mistake in the future.” Octavia felt a pinch in her pride, causing her actress perfect smile to flatter and before long, the smile was gone completely. “You really surprised me beyond believe.” The noirette mused out loud as she examined the wine bottle she had picked up along the way, two champagne glasses sitting perfectly in between her fingers. “Daughter of Miguel Grey and CEO of Grey Enterprise- Ariadne… ah, wrong name… Alexandra Grey.” She snickered, her paramount amount of hate for the blonde mixed in the sound. Her gaze remained on the wine bottle, examining every corner and when she finally looked up, her smile was back on, portraying the pictur

A hot flash that makes my vision go dark as my body trembles. I let out a broken moan as he thrusts me deeper, then he let out a deep grunt as he spurts in my pussy. The sensation is so intense I think I might pass out. Both of us collapsed against the table, breathing hard. After a while, he rises to his feet, looking down at me with a satisfied smirk. Then he reaches out to stroke my hair. "We still have the balcony to check Amelia." His voice is calm and cold again. "I think you will find the view up there better for another round."

Mary’s eyes filled instantly, brimming with tears she tried to blink away. Bask stared at her, stunned. “What is he talking about?” She couldn’t speak. Sudan’s voice dipped lower, darker. “You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you, Mary?” Her tears slipped free. There it was. The crack. The silence that followed was suffocating. Zach pushed back his chair abruptly, the legs screeching against the hardwood. His voice shook, not with anger but with something far worse. “Why would you say that?” he whispered. “Why?”

His black hair was damp and messy, which showed her that he just took a shower. Her eyes inadvertently landed on his chest and she could clearly see his six-pack that almost looked like chocolate cubes. A whir reverberated from deep within Ethan, resulting in Jasmine to tear her baffled eyes from his chest to connect with his intoxicated ones. His gray eyes almost looked black, mixed with those raw emotions clouding his mind as well as his body.

Jane All thought in my brain crash into nothingness as I take in the beautiful sight that is my mate. I had never been this close to him before- never had the opportunity to take him in in his entirety before this moment. And all I can do is stare. Stare at him; captivated, transfixed, and utterly bewitched. The moment my eyes crash onto those gorgeous hazel orbs of his, I was a goner. I have heard stories of what it feels like to meet your mate for the first time but none of those stories do justice to what this moment feels like- like being struck by lightning; a rush of emotions and sensations so explosive that they overwhelm my senses.

“So, Damien Blackwood, huh? Billionaire, mogul, most eligible bachelor in the city. And yet, here you are, in a dive bar, chasing after my best friend. Should I be flattered or terrified for her?” Damien’s lips twitched. “Both.” Grace groaned. “You two are not bonding right now.” “Relax, Gracie,” Lila teased. “I like him.” “Well, I don’t,” Grace snapped, though the heat in her chest betrayed her. Damien leaned in slightly, his shoulder brushing hers. “Liar.” Her breath caught. She turned to face him, intending to fire back, but the words tangled in her throat when she met his gaze. Up close, his eyes weren’t just stormy grey they were layered, flecks of silver and darker shadows swirling lik

Mr Hayes stopped short the minute Steve began walking towards him. “I will say these things here, she,” He pointed at me from where I was seated. “She is to be addressed as Mrs Greyson, that’s first.” “Next, Elaine Greyson will be joining the company as we begin the Fashion Court Project. She will be in charge of the designs we will launch with…” “Mrs Greyson here is a fake.” All eyes turned towards the woman who barged into the office. Vivienne Blackwood. “This marriage is a sham; no wonder they didn’t hold a ceremony. I can prove that this marriage is not real; it is a mere business arrangement.” Vivienne said as she stormed in, clicking her heels on the marble floor. She brought out a doc

She rested her hand over his knee. “You wouldn’t be doing this for ambition,” she said. “You’d be doing it for us.” “That’s what scares me,” Grey whispered. “That I’d let myself swallow things I shouldn’t just because the reason feels noble.” Lisa closed her eyes briefly. “When she called you,” she asked, “how did it feel?” Grey didn’t answer right away. “Like the ground moved,” he said finally. “Like I’d been pretending my past was buried when it was really just waiting.”