Inside Out Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

She only wants him inside her and nothing more. His stubble slowly brushing against her thighs only drove her crazy. "Jordan…" She desperately called. "Please…" She breathed. "You want me?" He kissed her inner thigh and inserted two fingers into her. She didn't want to climax without feeling him inside her. "Yes…" She moaned. He teased her with his tongue. "I'm gonna cum…" She loudly moaned. "Don't cum until I tell you to" He instructed. "Jordan!" She arched her waist. "Now?"

"We'll see. Now go." She nods and slips out the door. It closes soft behind her. I lean back against the pillows and let out a long breath. The rain is still tapping the window, steady now, not as angry as before. I close my eyes and picture it again—Reign on top of me, inside me, groaning my name. His hands gripping my hips. His mouth on my neck. He wanted me. He chose me. Even if he won't admit it yet. I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. My hand rests on my stomach again. I smile to myself in the dark room. Because if this works, everything changes. And Reign won't have a choice anymore.

Not because it was wrong. But because it was so pure. He didn’t want anger. He didn’t want questions. He just wanted to be seen. I pulled him close and kissed his forehead. “You are already enough,” I whispered. But deep inside… I knew one day, the past would come knocking again. --- Lucas’s POV The mansion was not peaceful anymore. It looked calm on the outside. But inside… everything was slowly falling apart. That night, I sat alone in my study. The lights were dim, and the silence was heavy.

I whispered again. Silence. Then— Her voice, softer than before. “You should have listened earlier.” The shadow stepped forward just enough for me to see her outline. But not her face. Not yet. And I realized something terrifying. She hadn’t broken in. She had been inside already. Waiting. Alan — POV The apartment door wouldn’t open. Locked. From inside. That wasn’t possible unless— Kai cursed under his breath. “She triggered internal override.” My pulse spiked. “She’s in there with her,” I said sharply.

Her smug expression slipped, replaced with anger and hurt. "You’ll regret this," she spat, her voice trembling with rage. "I promise you, David, you will regret this." "Can’t wait to see you try," David shot back, reaching for his phone. He dialed security and spoke firmly into the receiver. "I have an intruder in my office. Get up here now." Stephanie’s eyes widened for a moment before she burst into mocking laughter. "An intruder? Really, David? I see this is how you want to play this."

His hand gripped the handle of his bike but his eyes never left hers, "You could have written about anyone, but you wrote about me," "Cuz you're popular and everything. I thought we already talked about this," She mumbled the last part. "I told you I ain't letting you off the hook that easily, McIntyre, so now you have another two options," "Kaelen-" He grinned, "You keep pretending it's all fiction, or...," He stepped closer till she had to look up to see his face, his tall figure now looming over her. She could now feel the heat of him, and his voice was a smooth rasp, "I make those fantasies come true. Every naughty, crazy thing you dreamt of, you wrote down. I could really have you under

Like de ja vou But in my vision, my arms weren't touching him. They were behind my back as I oh so innocently stared up at him. This one small detail of where my hands were made the future change. "I'll play whatever role or game you want to play, kitten, because in the end we both win." Fuckmenow. I knew he heard that but apparently chose to ignore it. My face was a dead giveaway. "Oisin, I've seen this before. But my hands weren't on you and that changed the ending."

The hundreds of strict codes of the Sadaebu that had tangled her like a spider's web and suffocated her were, in the end, nothing more than dust that would blow away within the universe of this man named 'Sam-seok. A fierce realization dawned on her: as long as he breathed and existed nearby, even the Inner Sanctum of the patriarchal compound—which had felt like a living hell—could instantly transform into a thrilling, taboo exhibition where she could hike up her silk skirts and embrace this man's shaft anytime she pleased. As that thought reached her, the boulder of despair that had crushed her chest shattered to pieces in an instant. In-young was no longer sad. Rather, her eyes flashing, s

"Show yourself! Where are you hiding?" I am not hiding in the wardrobe, Inara, the voice said, letting out a soft, melodic sigh that echoed internally behind my eyes. I am right here. Where I have always been. "Where?" I rasped, tears of pure, overwhelming shock pricking at the corners of my eyes. Inside. The presence inside my mind shifted, settling warm and heavy against my consciousness, like a creature uncurling itself after a decades long sleep. I could feel the strange, soft beat of wings somewhere deep within my own chest a rhythm that did not match the steady pounding of my own human heart.

Winter's pov The feel of him, the heat, the low grunts brushing against my ear as he moved in and out of me was intoxicating. I cling to Ashton, my nails biting into his shoulder as he thrusts into me deeper. My back arches, my breasts pressing to his bare chest as I flutter out a moan. "Oh A- "Winter," Axel moans in my ear, his lips brushing against the shell just as I freeze when I realize that who was inside me wasn't my best friend Ashton but his twin brother, Axel.