Fifty Shades Trilogy Book Novels & Stories

“God, Mara, you love this too much.” I whimpered, pressing my forehead to her shoulder as the books rattled slightly behind me. She pumped faster, her thumb relentless, and I knew I wasn’t going to last. “Clara, fuck—” I moaned, too loud, biting down hard on my hand to muffle the sound. Her grin was wicked as she pushed me harder into the shelves. “Come for me. Right here, surrounded by books. Do it.” Her words undid me. My pussy clenched around her fingers, my body trembling violently as I came hard, juices soaking her hand.

It was as if the other person was trying to totally consume the other person in their own way by fornicating. End of Book one.

Bernice looked at Shasta. "No, she's black. Perhaps Shasta didn't feel it was her part to tell you too much about us or perhaps she was concerned you would worry for her if she told you, but are you familiar with Dominant/submissive relationships?" "Like that 'Fifty Shades of Gray' movie?" "Yes, very similar to that." "My daughter work here with that?"

The moment she grabbed Roth’s balls, caressing the curves with her long nails, Tristan felt shivers crawl up his back and his shoulders. He felt that familiar growing heaviness in the pit of his stomach ebb up, as if his heart had sunk to the rock bottom. Roth’s dick was still hard, pulsating, and he was slowly registering her movements as she slipped her mini dress over her head, unhooking her ebony bra.

Chantria I was staring while walking down the hallway. To be honest, from the time I woke up until now, I've just been staring blankly. My brain still can't absorb what Aling Tryna told me earlier. She didn't mention to Iwatani what we talked about because she noticed the change in my appearance. Well, I was so surprised. I didn't expect that out of all the women in the world, it was Carleigh. Out of all my potential rivals for Iwatani's heart, it had to be my twin.

“I don't know. It was inches from me, burning its green eyes into mine and the next thing I knew...you were touching me.” He ran his hands through his hair with irritation. Pouting, I leaned my back against the bookcase with my arms pressed tightly against my chest. Out of nowhere, a book tumbled to the ground from the top shelf of the towering bookcase. Liam and I looked at each other intrigued. Bending down, I grabbed the weighted, brown book embossed with a gold triangular shape on the cover. The triangle had a latch, enclosing two lustrous-gold wedding bands; both engraved with flaming infinity patterns. Eyes widened, and Liam and I, were hypnotized by the shimmering beauty the rings hel

No Mercy I still lay sprawled across the massive king bed in Kai’s ocean-view penthouse suite, chest heaving, legs still trembling from the intense orgasm that had just ripped through my wet pussy. Thick ropes of Kai’s cum slowly leaked from my swollen, well-fucked pussy, running down between my ass cheeks and soaking into the expensive white sheets. My skin glistened with sweat, red handprints glowing all over my ass and thighs where he had spanked me hard. The floor-to-ceiling windows showed the sun dipping toward the horizon, painting the ocean in deep oranges and pinks, but neither of us cared about the view anymore.

“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?” I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified. “Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”

I could feel the heat on my skin but he said nothing until I disappeared into my room and closed the door behind me A long breath of relief I didn't know I was holding left my lungs. I collapsed against the door as my heart was still racing.Hopefully he would leave soon I walked to my small wardrobe, opened the door and pulled out my black silky nighties — the short singlet top and matching shorts. I hated sleeping with panties on, they always twisted or got stuck in my pussy making me uncomfortable, so I slipped off the panties I had put on after the shower and let it drop to the floor

Though Thalia didn't read it, she'd moved all unnecessary mails to spam. “Do you feel it?” he rasped against her ear, his breath hot, uneven. “Do you feel that you belong to me? That there’s no one else who can make you come alive like this?” Tears blurred her vision, not of pain but of release. He wasn’t just fucking her. He was shattering her walls, marking every inch of her soul in a way Franklin never had. “Yes,”she whispered, her voice broken and raw. “Only you, George...fuck, Only you.”