Love Simon Book Novels & Stories

Before I could flee, my eyes met hers as she rode atop Simon. Her gaze was filled with the confidence of a predator who had claimed her prey. I lowered my lashes, turned away, and got into my car. I stopped to pick up the gift I had prepared for Spencer, so by the time I arrived at the Smith family home, Simon and I pulled in at the same time. When he opened his car door, I caught sight of used condoms scattered across the passenger seat. When he noticed the gift in my hands, the faint embarrassment on Simon’s face instantly twisted into smug satisfaction.

Whatever he said, I followed without question. Even as the girls around him came and went, I never cried or made a fuss. I even thoughtfully cleaned up the mess he left behind because I was obedient and sensible. That was how I stood out among all of Simon’s admirers. On every sleepless night, I liked tracing his eyes, his brows, his sharply defined jawline with my fingers… And secretly, in my heart, I missed someone else—Noah Wells. Simon’s friends often praised him for knowing how to handle a woman, and they complimented me on being gentle and understanding.

James shakes his head as he grins, “so.. would you prefer fifty shades or Susie homemaker?” “Hmm,” I hum as I walk slowly over to the bookshelves in the mini red light district. There were a lot of toys on the shelves. Dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, cock rings, some kind of stone eggs I didn’t recognize, and of course an assortment of handcuffs and rope. My curiosity gets the bette of me and I go over to the large X, trailing my hands over the smooth wood and gripping the cuffs. Turning to James I say hesitantly, “I’ve been reading a book. One of Annie’s.. about.. being fully dominated. And I was wondering if we could try that?”

He still doesn't give his answer. I do wonder if he ever been in love with someone. Who the lucky girl is. Was it Emma? Because I couldn't blame him if he fell in love. With those mezmerizing eyes and pretty smile? If I rmebee that limiter they both in his room, it looks really obvious that she made him so happy that moment. Maybe, Simon fell in love with her. So what then? I couldn't be that girl. I never was. When I come back to my room. I change into a sports bra and just night short. When I get under the covers, I reveive a text from Sinamon. It has to be misspelled.

Lovie's point was noted and all was able to work accordingly even when the plan was about to fall out but we still used our intelligence to cover that up. ********( Simon residence) " What a nice time and day to enjoy myself" Simon stood outside the pack house with a smile in him and still his evil thoughts within me. He just looked honest and nice from his physical appearance but within him his a killer and destroyer of life. His hobby was killing and he hated peace in any single person life. He is a blood-sucking demon he uses female and male blood to bathe and enjoy then scream for their life. His phone buzzed right from his pocket then he dipped his hand into it with a smile and brought

Serena tried to gasp for air but there was none, the book fell off he hand. "Iam going to get going now" Her heart lurched her body forward towards him, desperation where screaming in her blood to lock the door, toss the key somewhere else, cry, plead and do whatever it takes to make Simon stay. "No!" Her arms shoot out to him and just as her finger graze his arm he shook her off, rejection expanded across her whole chest coupled with misery and shame, Simon walked out of their bedroom and down the hallway, walking past the pictures of their lives together hung across the walls.

Simon observed with a mix of surprise and amusement. I open my phone's front camera and see the marks she left on my body, confirming Simon's observation. Despite the situation, I can't help but smile at the memory of our intense encounter. I slouch into my president's chair, and Simon sits in the chair in front of me, staring at me expectantly, seeking explanations. "Was that a woman or a lioness?" Simon asked with a grin, knowing full well the effect Jane had on me. "A lioness, very wild, sexy, with the most incredible body I've ever seen, who can enchant me with just a look and is driving me crazy," I described, my voice filled with a mix of desire and frustration.

"She isn't worth the tears, j...just move on. You'd find someone better." Someone better who was definitely not me. Definitely. Simon would never see me beyond his stepsister. He didn't reply and stepped down the car, the gentle breeze blowing his hair sideways and fuck! I just wanted to pin him to the car and kiss him real good. He turned to me and now he didn't look like that rich handsome Male Lead from the Erotica story I've always imagined him to be but a pathetic soul that just attacked by a lion. "If this doesn't end well, don't blame me." I warned him as we walked in and he just replied a boring 'yeah', tugging at my sleeve.

I sighed deeply, feeling the sting of her dismissal, and headed back to my room, my earlier resolve faltering. As soon as I opened the door, I was met with an unexpected sight: Simon, standing in the middle of the room, his expression dark and stormy. My eyes were immediately drawn to the item in his hand—the book I had hidden so carefully. Panic surged through me, my mind racing to come up with an explanation.

I took Simon to the door and he whispered in my ear: —I think we'll have a lot of noise during the storm. A good time for me to take off your panties and lick you all over. Simon was a delicious pervert. I knew exactly what was happening between my legs at that very moment. When he was almost getting into the truck I called out his name, my eyes lit up as he turned to me opening that beautiful smile and ruffling his hair, the way my heart missed a beat.