Novel & Cerita Grayson Hawthorne X Reader

Even though I had braced myself, actually seeing those photos still made my eyes burn red as a wave of grief swallowed me whole. I forced myself to look through every message Cassandra sent. After rubbing my aching eyes, I turned off my phone and went inside to pack. There was a lot to deal with. It took me two full hours to finish sorting everything. In the end, I packed only a few changes of clothes into my suitcase. Everything else went straight into the fire pit. Among the items were ninety-nine handwritten love letters he had written for me. Even in the raw, unpolished scrawl, his love shone through. There were also the Elarian pearls he had spent a fortune winning at auction, meant to

Her brain was no longer functioning the way it was meant to. Grayson sent his hand through the thickness of his hair again and I wondered if it was a stress thing. A habit he had adopted without realizing it. ‘I’m sorry.’ His voice was deep and rusty. ‘I thought she was yet another gold-digger after Ethan’s trust fund.’ ‘But she told you she met Ethan at the gym. It’s a specialized one that has tailor-made classes for each client.’

Everything felt connected, like invisible strings pulling me back into a life I thought I had left behind. I felt sick. “Are you okay?” Alex whispered close to my ear, concern lacing his voice. He must have felt me trembling. I nodded weakly, but I wasn’t. Not really. Raymond’s eyes narrowed as he watched us. “How convenient,” he sneered. “A rich new boyfriend appears right when your ass needs saving. Tell me, Gwen, how long did it take you to spread your legs this time?” “Watch your mouth,” Alex warned, his voice low and dangerous. He took a step forward, positioning himself slightly in front of me.

Reading me like his favorite book, he forces a hand down between us, and palms my crotch. When he feels the wetness that’s soaked through the fabric of my pants, he can’t unfasten his fast enough. If I weren’t so fucking horny for him, I’d laugh. Grayson’s stiff cock practically springs out the moment he unzips and…Holy Moses, it’s glorious, a magnificent monument to male perfection. Thank you!

I just want to thank everyone who has come with me on this fluff/adventure/romance of a journey. Although not my first novel, it is one of my first straight-pairings and although I feared Gwen would either be too whiny or hyper, I am glad to see some people enjoyed her personality. I wanted to make her dependable by the end of the book, so I hope I pulled that off. Although I won't be getting to the sequel right away, I do plan to write one for this book. It'll focus on Gwen's twin sons, so please keep an eye out for that in the future!

"I was surprised when I first read one. I thought it was written by a woman. And when we acted out that scene, you were so convincing. You flirt well. Are you a womanizer?" Joaquin leaned in, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Do I have to be a womanizer to be good at making a woman swoon?" I rolled my eyes playfully, which I immediately regretted as the room spun a bit. "Even if you flirt with me, I'll never swoon." “Oh, really, Haven Thorne?” I grinned, his tone obviously a challenge. “Oh, yes, Joaquin Greyson.” His expression shifted, becoming more intense. Without another word, he closed the distance between us and kissed me. I was taken aback but didn't resist, feeling the warmth of his

"Look, I agree we need to announce that I'm Honey Johnson. That can't wait, especially with Riley escalating. But our personal relationship... I need more time." Grayson reached up, capturing her hand in his. "Fine. We'll do this your way. For now. But I don't like it." Honey knew it was hard for his dominant nature to back down, but she was glad he wasn't trying to railroad her. Honey leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss against Grayson's lips, whispering, "I'll give you a blowjob when we get home to make you feel better." The promise ignited heat in Grayson's eyes. In one fluid motion, he stood up in front of her, his hands circling her waist as he lifted her onto the desk. He positioned

He whispered again, trailing it from the middle of her chest to the crown of her abdomen, she bucked again as he licked it off her, trail by trail and then went for her lips and kissed her. ‘Do you like it now?'. He asked giving some of his to her. She slithered under him, ‘I want to take it off...I...I....I need to see you'. ‘But I'm not done with you ye—' ‘Gray please!!' He took off the blindfold and she whimpered when he took her lips by force, his hands dug into her hair and she could feel his hardness against her softness. He was ready now and she couldn't help it but let out a sharp cry as he slipped inside of her, Everytime and somehow— Grayson Hunter always had new tricks to bend her

Grayson looked down at me and sighed. "That was Hunter Jackson the beta that replaced your pal Godfrey Cooper and he's now a hybrid with a hard-on for you," he grunted in irritation. "I'm not interested," I grumbled and Grayson chuckled as he carried me up the steps to his porch. "Go check on the children while I go shower and dress. I will come to get you for our meeting with the hybrids," he said softly and kissed my cheek. He sat me to my feet and Mabel came out from the kitchen happy to see us.

He pumps his length over the boxer fabric, using his magic to make it bigger and harder. "I'll cum now if you don't stop," Grayson whispers, flipping Kian over his stomach. He takes off his trousers and boxers and plants kisses on his ass. Kian shivers at the cold, but Grayson soon warms him up with his body when he leans on top of him. He kisses the back of his neck as his hands massage his back. Grayson makes Kian too aroused that he starts humping his length against the mattress. Grayson notices his lusty behaviour and smiles triumphally before he wets one finger and carefully pushes it inside Kian.