Novel & Cerita Fifty Shades Of Grey Fan Fiction

I had just gotten back from the shop with Griff who instantly retreated to the basement, grumbling. He didn’t seem to like me very much, he was still kind though. I was about to head upstairs when I heard the front door open, I turned to see Felix come in, but he stopped short. His eyes traveling my body. I felt a blush creep up. Then he was striding towards me, a predatory look in his eyes. It sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine, especially from the tension last night. I considered meeting up with him when the front door opened once more.

His hands slid down my stomach, over my hips, between my thighs from behind, and his fingers found me, slick and swollen and embarrassingly ready even now, and I gasped sharply into Grey’s kiss. “Already?” Kaden said, low and satisfied. “Shut up,” I managed. He laughed against my neck, warm and genuine, the real Kaden laugh, and stroked me with two fingers sliding through my folds while his thumb pressed circles against my clit. Ansel’s mouth was still on my breast, and Grey pulled back from the kiss just far enough to look at my face, watching me come undone between his brothers with those dark attentive eyes. “Grey.” I reached for him.

"Lindsey has no interest in having a baby, she's there for the money, and forming a new group was just too petty of her, I hope the Winslow family seize this opportunity and divorce her," "You all should take a chill break, she's been married for like ten months and you all are already calling her out for not getting pregnant, I'm pretty sure most of you all have been married for years without any child, I know Lindsey, she's not what Sharon is making out of her,". Lindsey read the last comment over and over again before glancing at the username. "iLeen," she smiled. There was just one Leen she knew and that was her best friend she lost contact with.

I love happy Grey. He chuckles. “I love that you like my music.” “I guess that’s why I’m yours.” I smile. “Yes, it is.” He moves to me. “Come here, foxy lady.” He kisses me as the song plays on. We played a few more songs before calling lights out. Sleep found me faster than I thought. Grey has me so excited for the future. My life with him is all I want. I just hope fate will allow it. **** “Wake up, foxy lady.” I hear Grey coo at me from behind. He has me in a muscle bound prison.

I mutter to myself, irked. She glances at me again, and I can see a hint of mischief in her eyes. “And to be honest, waking up to someone as charming as Mr. Grey is not that bad.” I roll my eyes at her playful comment. Is she really turning our complicated situation into banter for her fans? “Emily_89: Please show a glimpse of your husband. We are dying to see the handsome billionaire.” After reading her fan’s request, she glances at me with a naughty glint in her eyes.

Cristina's POV. "Ahhh, Mmmm." A loud gasp came from the other side of the door, followed by rasped heavy breathing. That was exactly what I needed. Heat bloomed low in my core as I shoved the door open. The scene before me was like something out of my wildest fantasies and my nipples hardened under the tight leather gown I'd thrown on. In a corner was a woman, her legs spread far apart. One man pumped his fingers in and out of her wet cunt, making her quiver beneath him while another guy fucked her throat hard, slamming against her again and again as his groans escaped his mouth.

I imagined what it would feel like if he knew—if he felt my bare pussy sliding all over him and decided to do something about it. The dark fantasy pushed me harder. I rocked my hips with increasing urgency, fucking his leg underwater while keeping my face neutral and smiling. My slick pussy lips spread open against his skin, clit dragging relentlessly. The wet friction built fast, coiling tight in my belly. Mom stirred on the dock, adjusting her sunglasses, but she stayed put, completely unaware that her daughter was secretly humping her husband like a desperate whore just a short distance away.

His cock twitched traitorously in his sweatpants. Later that night, after Damien had gone to shower, Elias couldn’t take it anymore. He lay on his bed, hoodie pushed up to his chest, sweatpants shoved down just enough. His hand wrapped around his hard, leaking cock, stroking slowly at first, then faster. His eyes were closed, breath coming in soft, desperate pants. In his mind, it wasn’t some vague fantasy, it was Damien’s strong hands pinning him down, that deep voice growling filthy things into his ear while…

“Including the darkest one. The non-con fantasy where I chase you… catch you… and force my cock into my own daughter-in-law while she begs her father-in-law to stop.” My thighs pressed together instinctively. My clit throbbed painfully at his words. That particular fantasy had always been my most shameful—the one I wrote at nineteen with trembling fingers and a soaked pussy, imagining Victor as my forbidden father-in-law taking me against my will. Victor’s piercing green eyes darkened as he read the raw need flickering across my flushed face.

“Wait a minute! They’re going to test her, I want to know the results!” While they were discussing, Grey was fading away. “Wait.. wait...I want to see what’s going to happen.” Grey said as he was fading. And then Grey wakes up from his dream. He was pretty tired from the trip to the mountains and somehow a dream showed about a person he didn’t know. “That was pretty weird, I need to get some milk,” Grey said as he went downstairs. End of Chapter 58