Jamie Tartt X Reader Novels & Stories

he whispered as he read the message. Natalie Taylor was so grateful for his donation, and because of him, they could cover Jamie's treatment for a couple of months. Maybe more. She was almost positive Jamie would love to come to Rock Union to see the Ravens play. She thanked him again for his kindness and wished him well. He still didn't have Natalie Taylor's personnel file, but his gut told him she was Noelle—his Noelle. The woman he wanted to take home to meet his mom. His future. His love.

Then why did he feel strange? “Is Milord also judging me?” asked Harriet with seductive eyes. Liam turned to her with equally seductive eyes. He took the novel from in front of Harriet and read it, saying, "Right, I'm judging you." The man started turning the book to the back part, looking for lewd scenes elsewhere in the book and finally found something quickly. He ignored Harriet's astonished look and pointed to the scene he had found in the middle of the book. It was a sex scene between the two main characters when the woman was pregnant. The male lead couldn't be too harsh and refused penetration because his partner was pregnant, but Liam who read the scene found the kissing part very ex

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

He made no further move, yet his sharp, predatory gaze pressed down on her, the darkness in his eyes burning like a quiet flame. "Sweet," he murmured near her ear, voice low and teasing. "If you want to get what you want, shouldn't you give a man a little sweetness first?" Sharon trembled all over. Her heart raced, her fear and disgust impossible to conceal. Jamie's fingers lightly traced her lips, icy yet tantalizing, sending a shiver down her spine. Then, her shoulder went limp. Jamie collapsed onto her, unconscious. Sharon tested him with a push—no response. Her stomach twisted with disgust, but she forced herself to lift him onto the nearby sofa, then bolted from the room.

Maybe I'll go tomorrow. I was just in my room, reading, when I heard a knock on my door. "Yes?" The door opened and it revealed Taylor. "Jasmine!" There was a rush in her voice and it made me nervous. I don't know if she was scared or if she was excited about something. "The Dawn of Love is almost a million reads!" She exclaimed. It’s the book I was writing on a paid platform. Well, I haven’t really earned yet, but it’s a good start. Taylor recommended it to me and I just published a story that I have written and kept for years now.

The first smut scene he came across was tastefully done. He reluctantly stopped reading when he saw an hour had passed. It was a shame to stop reading, but he did have a job to do. “It’s good isn’t it?” Becca said with a grin. “I’m really hoping he submits something else soon. We do have a six book deal with him so he’s got one book left.” Zach wondered what type of person Damien Black was based on his writing. His mental imagining of female centric erotica authors was middle aged women unsatisfied with their husbands. Damien Black seemed like someone refined and well read.

Charlotte hugged me next, closer, her lips brushing my ear as she whispered, “You liar. You didn’t later call.” I smirked. I had honestly forgotten I promised to call her when she asked me. She reached for the cigarette still in my hand, plucked it away, and took a slow drag. “Charlotte,” Taylor warned as they stepped fully in. “I thought you stopped smoking.” Charlotte shrugged. “There’s love in sharing.” She glanced at me. “I’m just sharing with Jeremy.” She took another puff, her gaze unapologetic. Taylor shook her head as they all stepped fully in. Zayne settled on the couch beside the bed. “Honestly, you two should just be together. I don’t know what you’re waiting for.” I scoffed.

Jamie said softly “But I will remember you. I know all your likes, dislikes and where you like to be touched.” He whispered in her ear. Jamie shaked in anticipation as he kissed along her jaw line. “I have something we want to give you, but it will hurt for a second. Do you trust us?” Richards's eye where dark . “I trust you and Amon with my life, you know that!” Jamie said. Richard smiled and suddenly kissed Jamie just above the right breast. Jamie felt a sharp burning and she gasped. After a minute, Richard lifted his head and smiled. Jamie looked down and saw a black spiral where he had kissed her. “ you gave me a tattoo” she said suprised

“We beat the crowd. Zero people. Just us.” Jamie grunted, the sound a low, satisfied rumble in his chest. His hand, warm despite the chill, snaked under the hem of my denim jacket and settled on the bare skin of my back, drawing circles low on my spine where my short sundress ended. “The better to eat you with, my dear,” he murmured, his breath hot against my ear.

I find myself whispering. At this, Jamie sighs with pleasure, seemingly having forgotten the slap. “Marty kissed me..he said I was his bride, his mate. He kissed me till I was bleeding and I liked it. I loved it, Laurel. I loved him sucking on me, I loved him doing things to me…you see my teeth? Aren’t they beautiful?” A gasp escapes my lips. “Jamie…do you realize what you’re saying?” “He never hurt me!” she shrieks. “He loves me! He wants only me! Why did you have to show up?! You! You’re ruining everything!”