Joel X Reader Novels & Stories

Through gritted teeth, he spat, "You'd better stop with these pathetic tricks! Aurora is my wife. Whether she loses her legs or not, I'll take care of her for the rest of her life! "As soon as Priscilla is discharged, I'll take Aurora to the best rehabilitation center and make sure she can live without any obstacles!" Eileen let out a cold laugh, her voice trembling with grief. "Xander, just stop the act already. I'm afraid Aurora is rolling in her grave from disgust." Hearing this, Joel suddenly exploded in fury. He grabbed the phone and dialed the number that had sent the messages. "Do you really want me to expose you in front of everyone?"

Even if something was to happen between them, it would not be in a place like this. Joel gulped down nothing as he fixed his eyes directly on her bóöbs. They were round and firm and her n***es were plump and pink. The morning sun reflected on it, making it look beautiful. The way her chest kept rising and falling with every breath she took gave him a hard on. He was already getting turned on by mere looking at her. He felt the urge to grab those beautiful bóöbs and give it a hard but gently squeeze.. But he controlled himself and snapped out of those thoughts, doing that would only mean that he's not different from those hooligans last night.

He was here to see how beautiful she was now, given that she was so ugly before this. In the villa, the Callahans swarmed around Joel, almost like they were worshiping a god. Tommy felt important. He sat on the couch with his legs crossed, saying, “Grandfather, Joel’s a good friend of mine. I’ve told him how pretty Thea is, which is why he’s here. Thea has to divorce James and become Joel’s girlfriend.” Lex smiled in agreement. “Of course. Young Joel Xavier here is a perfect match for our Thea.”

“So wait—don’t tell me you’re the one everyone’s talking about? That you’re banging his wife?” I didn’t answer. His jaw dropped. “No. You’re not. Tell me you’re not—” “I’m not.” I bit into my roll. “It’s not like that. We’re in an... arrangement. Kind of.” Xavier laughed so hard he choked. “Bro. What? You entered into a fucking arrangement with Joel? You? Mister anti-authority? Mister fuck-the-system? You working for your cousin’s sperm bank now?” I stared at him. “It’s not funny.”

It wasn't just sex this time, we were connecting, making love and there was no turning back from this moment. Joel moved his hand down to where we are joined and rubs little circles on my clit, causing me to finish with a cry that Joel caught in his mouth. My pussy clamped down with each spasm, sending Joel over the edge himself and I felt his twitch then still inside me.

Joel was friendly and had flair. " So, where did you guys meet?" I asked. " We met at uni, and we became good friends and now roommates," Ael explained, eating his food. Joel was a photographer and worked for prestigious industries such as newspapers, magazines, advertising agencies, and more. We were chatting and laughing. Ael told us how he almost lost his life to impress his girlfriend. We spent the whole day doing fun things and visiting our favorite places. We were waiting for ice cream when Beth asked, " Will you be the one receiving your father's awards at the party tonight?"

“And I told you that I wanted to run my tongue over your body, licking down your chest, sucking lightly on a nipple. And then I’d slide further down your body and then kiss the inside of your thigh...once...twice….three times……. before I would open my mouth and take you…” “AAAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” I screamed, screwing my eyes shut tight and drowning out anything else he said. I felt the bed dip as Joel moved off me, and I opened my eyes to see him crying with laughter next to me. I sat up quickly and glared over at him. “What the hell was that?” “I was just trying to help,” he said, a grin still plastered onto his face. “How was that helping? Do you know dangerous that was? One small moveme

He, of course, was not at all injured, but appeared very perturbed. An idea came to mind and I grinned as I spoke, "You may need healing, mate, my tongue might help ease an ache you are feeling." Joel liked that idea and rolled off of me onto his back. "Heal whatever you wish, mate," he said folding his hands behind his head. Joel is a fine specimen and he seemed to radiate power. Leaning down I brushed my tongue across his lips several times requesting entry. When he opened his mouth I tangled our tongues and didn't release him until we were both breathless.

Adam let out a soft sigh, still looking deep in thought. He took a sip of his wine and spoke. "And you feel that love for this sex coach? Are you sure you're not just after her body?." Adam asked. Joel shook his head before downing the remaining content in his glass. "I swear I have never felt this way before. Her image was all over my memory and dreams. You know I love sex but never freaked over who owns the body as long as she's clean, looks appealing, and is ready to take my offer." Joel said.

He slid it impatiently over his cock and tore my panties down my legs before wrenching my thighs apart. "Not fair," I cried as he went to his knees and buried his mouth in my pussy. His husky chuckle vibrated against my clit before he sucked it. I grabbed hands full of his hair and pulled him closer. I needed more. Joel, the mind reader, gave me my wish as he stroked two fingers into my wet, swollen flesh. His fingers slipped in and out making slick, sexy sounds. At any other time I would have been mortified, but, God, I couldn't think past what he was doing to me. I pulled his hair, not caring if it hurt. He continued the tempo with his fingers, pushing my thigh wider with his other hand.