Milkman X Reader Novels & Stories

the man at my chest muttered, licking the milk from his lips before attaching his mouth to me again, drinking greedily. More milk leaked out of my breasts. “She’s fucking dripping everywhere,” the bald man grunted, pumping his cock deeper into my throat. I gagged, tears springing to my eyes, but my hands, which had been pushing weakly at his hips, now clutched at them.

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

Jax responded. "Omg!" Raine stood up. "Omg I thought your face looked familiar! Jax it's her! The books we you know! I've read all your books! Back when I broke my ankle, they came in very handy to help pass the time. Remember Jax? The sexy paranormal ones? The ones we ah borrowed scenes from!" "Yeah, I remember the sex parts." Jax replied. "You perv, you would remember that part." Raine remarked. "Jax, we have a famous author here! In our bar! Omg! So are your MC ones gonna be as erotic?"

“Read the passage. Aloud. Page forty-three.” She took the glass, sipped the burn, then opened the book. Her voice started steady but grew husky as she read the explicit scene, some words about trembling thighs, slick heat, a man taking what he wanted. Hale watched her mouth the whole time, leaning back against the desk, arms crossed. When she finished, the air felt thick. “Again,” he said. “Slower.” Mia read it slower. Her nipples tightened against her bra. Halfway through the second paragraph, Hale stepped around the desk, took the book from her hands, and set it down.

she cries out, as I pump ferociously into her tight heat. I’m possessed, it’s what she does to me. When I fall over her and take her nipple in my mouth, she arches her back, thrusting her hips up into mine even more. When a little milk coats my tongue Jaxson demands I back off. He’s like freakishly possessive over her milk and demands I don’t take from Gage. I can’t argue, but I sure miss sucking the life out of her sweet tits.