John Dory X Reader Novels & Stories

Chantel moaned into the kiss. Their bodies ground together under the surface, hips rolling in perfect rhythm. Dorya grabbed the edge of the pool behind Chantel, locking her in place, and slipped one hand between her thighs. "Oh…fuck," Chantel breathed. "My turn," Dorya whispered, fingers rubbing slowly under the water, circling, teasing, dipping inside with precision. "You're going to stay quiet this time." Chantel whimpered, head falling back against Dorya's shoulder as she rode the waves of Dorya's touch. Her back arched, water splashing softly between them.

he ordered. They obeyed. Daniel pulled out his thick cock and took turns sliding it between their lips — deep into Lena’s throat, then into Jake’s, making them gag and drool while they looked up at him with glassy eyes. “That’s my good boy and good girl,” he praised, voice low. “Daddy’s gonna use every hole this weekend until you can’t think straight.”

He tried to peep down Kyle's face and was surprised to see them shut. “He's asleep?” Since when did he have his head there? He hadn't noticed a thing. "He’s been trying to get your attention for so long but you wouldn't even budge." Dorry informed him and his mouth fell open as he hoped Kyle didn't think he had ignored him. It was hard for him to get out of his zone once he began studying. “It’s okay," Dorry spoke with her eyes now leaving the book, "I told him to give up ‘cause you're practically dead when you're reading.”

She immediately felt good about Dory. "Have a seat for a moment while I look at your information," Helma motioned for her to sit down and then began to look through her resume. Dory's real name was Dorienne Clement. She worked as an editor online for a period during college. She was very popular, so she gave herself a nickname that was easy to remember. Helma read the contents of the document after reviewing her work. Dory had not only watched most of her live streams and published videos, but she had also even analyzed and annotated each one. Even Helma was shocked. "You have done so much..."

Alex said in awe. “Beautiful lady, can I ask you something?” Alex couldn’t resist asking Dory. “What do I get out of it?” Dory asked. “You can have the pills from earlier,” Alex said. Dory was so happy that she jumped up and down. “A man can’t go back on his words. Ask away. I won’t hold anything back as long as I know the answer. Even if you ask me about the color of Ms. Khloe’s underwear today, I can tell you.”

I laugh at the idea of him sitting in here reading a manga. I turn away from the shelf and run right into Jordyn. I grab my chest as my breathing accelerates, "you startled me." Jordyn laughs, "I'm sorry for scaring you. Planning to read any books?" I think on that for a moment. "Maybe," I say. I loved reading. It was one of the many escapes from my harsh reality. He surprises me by echoing my thoughts. "I used to read a lot when I was a child. It helped me escape the burden of youth. Now I read to relax and unwind. It helps distract me from my work. That and..." he trails off as he runs his fingertips inside my thigh.

Calm down, Jace. You’re doing fine. Take a deep breath. The kid is not going to hurt you, he’s just a kid! I discreetly wiped my sweaty palms on the leg of my jeans as DJ came running into the kitchen, waving the magazine I bought him, a big grin on his face. “Momma, Dory’s in here too, and there’s a bit you have to colour and amaze!” he practically shouted.

he asked hesitantly. Zach leapt to the obvious conclusion that Darien was secretly a huge fan of gay romance. “I don’t know yet, I’ve only read half a book. The other editors in the office felt sorry for me having to read straight romances so they recommended this author. Have you read their works?” Darien reached over into his own overnight bag that was resting on the windowsill and pulled out the paperback version of the book he wanted to read. “You could say that,” he replied. “You can read this one.”

Fifty Shades of Grey. He remembered the time Rohan came to his house with this exact book, laughing like crazy because his stepdad had caught one of his stepsisters, only twelve years old, trying to read it. The man had lost it. To make things worse, Harry had read some of it out loud, and both Rohan and Skull had nearly passed out from laughing. And now here it was, in Daisy’s hands. Why in the world was sweet Daisy reading this nonsense? And worse… why did the thought turn him on? Jaxon dropped into the seat beside her and noticed how she tensed slightly. “You read this stuff?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face, though it was hard.

Without another second of hesitation, I pushed open the door and walked into the unknown… “Daisy” This time it was a low baritone voice that sent shivers to my spine. “Gorgeous little thing” another said, emerging from the darkness with hungry lustful eyes. I felt a tingling sensation in my coochie. From nowhere, I felt a presence behind me, followed by a gentle graze of a finger on the back of my neck. I’m not kidding when I say I felt something slide down my thighs. Is it possible to be that wet….enough to make you drip?