Larissa Weems X Reader Novels & Stories

How disgusting. Waiting for Marissa to make dinner, I read a romance novel from my favorite author in my room. Spread across the bed on my stomach, I start to fantasize that the characters in my book are Dean and I and we are in the middle of passionate love making. Overheating and wetting myself, I get off the bed and strip.

I nod, looking up at him. "Good girl." That makes shivers run down my spine. "Now, open it and read out the first line." I slowly open the book, my cheeks burning from embarrassment. How can he make me read this out to him? "Go on." He urges, his voice firm and his face rigid. I swallow before opening my mouth to speak. "Dear diary, I want professor Ivan to make me choke on his cock." The words leave my lips and my stomach churns, and then he chuckles, his hands moving to his belt.

With a shaky breath, Larissa shut her eyes, placed her palm on her neck, and murmured a few words in silence, before revealing fresh skin. Ezekiel and Zain had steadied themselves a bit, but still looked disheveled. Zain wasn't in a good mood. He wanted so much to claw that damned witch's face. Couldn't she be less annoying?! Larissa slowly got up from the floor, dusting her dress and fixing her hair with a pained and angry face. Her hair still floated about her body like a shield, and she mumbled angrily at intervals. Xavier still watched her. "Do you want to kill me, Xavier?!" Larissa hissed angrily, not being able to hide her rage. "Tell me what I want to know or I'll kill you now!" Xavie

she asked, smirking. I didn’t answer. Then, she stood—completely n@ked—and walked toward me. “Come in,” she said softly. “We’re already exposed, babe.” I was frozen again. Jessica reached out, took my hand, and pulled me gently into the room. The guy just sat on the edge of the bed, his hard-on still upright, glistening. “Lexi, meet Miles,” she said. Miles nodded. “Hey.” “Hi,” I replied, nervously.

I remember the first time I met Allen at a grocery store I was with my ex Lawrence, he bought his friend over to see me for the first time all I could think about how fine and delicious he look his body was like hercules coming to tame me like I was a wild beast. All I could think about at that instance us rolling in bed in between the sheets dripping in sweat from the intense heat, waves of lust washing over me, as I reach close to my peak my body starts to tremble then, I hear Lawrence call out my name Maria bring me back from my dream of lust.

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What she felt for Darian was more than that, she couldn't push him away whenever he was near, and she wanted him more and more every day. "Of course, it isn't serious but the kiss was so good you had to call me and wake me up at four in the morning to tell me about it." Lisa chuckled. "Stop lying to yourself, baby girl. I am a writer too and you know well that you can't lie to me. I see things before they happen and right now, I can see where you two are headed, but I won't tell you now." "This is not one of your stories, Lisa. This is my life, don't relate it to a story, okay?" Lena was frustrated.

Lisa took a breath and cleared her throat, searching for something to talk about in her lust-fogged brain. “I forgot to tell you,” she said after taking another sip of her wine. “Hmm?” Mason looked at her, his eyes dark and humorous. “My publisher loves the early drafts of my novel and has offered me a five-book deal.” His eyes lit with approval and he smiled proudly at her giving her a warm squishy feeling in her stomach. “That’s great,” he said. “When do I get to read it?” “Oh.” She had never even thought about letting him read it. She’d never had someone in her life who was interested enough in her or who she trusted enough to tell them about her other life and so had never had anyone ask

Claire shivered and moaned. Lena smiled. “So responsive.” She pressed a single, soft kiss to the inside of Claire’s thigh, then another higher up, then another, deliberately avoiding where Claire needed her most. She kissed all around Claire’s pussy — on the outer lips, the crease of her thigh, the mound above her clit — teasing mercilessly. Claire’s hips lifted off the chaise, silently begging. “Please…” she whispered. Lena looked up, eyes dark with lust. “Please what?”

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was aroun