Novel & Cerita Michael Afton X Reader Lemon

He bit into it, and when another disastrous moan slipped out of me, he pulled at it, dragging and stimulating my entire soul, setting it on fire. I never dreamed my breasts would get assaulted seconds after walking into Carmen's life. The sounds, the guttural growls he was making as he manhandled me, chef's kiss. I was lost in his world. “I think…I think Michael is great for me, you evil asshole. It's so fucking good I hate you.” I spat, not even sure what I was rambling about, but I spread my legs and made him super comfortable in the middle. My eyes rolled as he pressed himself right at my soaked core with a disastrous groan like we fit perfectly.

"Let me know what you like to read and I'll make up a list for you." "One of the things I'm interested in is the legend of the werewolf. Do you have any good books about that?" Jamie froze in place. Werewolves? Was this some kind of weird cosmic accident? Because ever since she'd found that old book in the attic she'd been reading everything about werewolves she could get her hands on. She was rooted to the spot, her eyes locked with his strange amber ones. She stared at him and for several seconds she swore something shimmered in the air between them like electricity only stronger. Her immediate surroundings faded into a mist and only she and Mike existed.

"Really? Why don’t you tell me about it?" "I know that you are smart and hardworking. You love lilac and coffee, and this here..." Liam caressed the spot under her armpit, grazing the side of her breast, and she gasped. He smirked victoriously. "...that right there is a sensitive spot that turns you on." Amelia was irritated by his confidence. Was he playing with her? "And what makes you think you are right about any of those?"