Nolan Grayson X Reader Novels & Stories

Gently biting and sucking it, Grace moaned in pleasure as she felt her core starting to get wet. “You like it, My Love?” Xan said with a smirk as he took the other nipple in his mouth. When he was satisfied with moaning he moved slowly down. Slowly undoing her stockings and rolling them down her legs. Kissing all the way. He threw each stocking across the room and took off her knickers and belt. Grace blushed when she suddenly realised she was naked in front of Xan. “A Goddess should not be embarrassed by her body, Phoenix!” Xan said as he moved his head in between her legs.

All I can think about is you under my desk, on your knees, that beautiful mouth wrapped around my cock while I try to maintain composure. The image was so vivid, so visceral. She could practically feel it, the carpet under her knees, the weight of him in her mouth, the thrill of the forbidden. She glanced up and found Grayson looking at his phone, a slight smile playing at his lips. Probably texting someone. A girlfriend maybe? Though the office gossip said he'd been single since Morgan. Honey looked back down at her phone and typed: Red: That's a very specific fantasy, Sir. Have you done that before?

They were pure black, like twin voids that had swallowed the stars. “Grayson,” I whispered. He turned. And for a second—just a second—I saw him. The man who once stood beside me in the rain, who promised me a home, who said he’d never become his father. Then he smiled, cold and hollow. “You shouldn’t have come back, Nora.” Kael moved beside me, claws unsheathing. “She came to end this.” Grayson raised his hand. Shadows rippled from his palm like a storm. “End it? There is no end. There’s only what’s left to burn.”

Gray was comfortably seated on one of the couches in the living room, with a book in hand, and without sparing them a glance, said nothing more. “Melanie’s got you reading now?” Caelum asked, initiating conversation. “Says it’s her favorite book yet,” Gray replied. “How many more of this must I read?” “A lot more,” Astraea answered. “She makes me read them too.” “This is taking forever,” Gray said, closed the book, and stood. He looked them over with an amused expression, Astraea noticing the glint of joy in his eyes. He turned to walk away. “See you around,” he said, waving a hand without looking back.

I saw the wolfish grin creeping across Lucas’s face as we broke apart. “Look at what you do to me,” he rasped, guiding my hand to the bulge in his jeans. “Now I'm going to need to go for a run in the snow to cool off.” Grayson took his place, leaning down to press his lips to mine. His expert tongue never failed to take my breath away, teasing me with what it was capable of. My clit throbbed with the memories. “Who's next,” Alex called out. I pulled away because I was getting heated and flushed. Grayson winked, and like Lucas, he was readjusting his cock in his jeans.

he said. “I have thoughts,” she repeated serenely. My phone buzzed on the counter. I glanced at it. Selina. Leo. A journalist named Ryan Cole just contacted me. He’s running a story tomorrow morning. He has details about the original contract between you and Grayson. The sexual arrangement. Everything. A pause then another message immediately after. He’s framing it as exploitation. I need you to call me right now. I stared at the screen. Grayson noticed immediately. “What?”

Noah stood there. Not an illusion. Not transparent. Not fading. A real little boy. Dark hair. Silver eyes. Five years old. Exactly as Savannah had described him, Grayson's replica. His little hands clutched a toy. For several seconds... Neither moved. Grayson couldn't breathe. Noah studied him with innocent curiosity. "You look like my dreams." Grayson's knees almost gave way. He slowly lowered himself until they were level. His voice barely worked. "...Noah." The little boy smiled.

“You were listening to me, weren’t you? Stroking this big cock while I moaned. You want me so badly, Gray. Just admit it.” I started pulling off what little I was wearing the thin robe I’d thrown on after sex. It slipped off my shoulders, pooling at my feet. I stood there completely naked in front of him, my creamy chocolate skin glowing in the moonlight, my full breasts heaving, my pussy still wet and swollen from Ethan. I pressed my body against his again, letting him feel my hard nipples against his chest. Gray’s hands landed on my waist, gripping me tightly. For a second, I thought he was going to give in. His fingers dug into my skin. His cock throbbed in my hand. His breathing was ragg

He landed a spank on my right ass cheek and I gasped out loud. It was quite different from a spank to the pussy but I couldn't tell which I liked better. I loved both! Oh fuck! What was I? Some kind of nympho waiting to be discovered by Lux and Gray? "Did I tell you, you could stop grinding?" His words were in a low growl and I immediately got back into motion, my heart skipping a beat. I couldn't bear to disobey. "Fuck!" Grayson pulled up the crop top I was wearing, letting my titties out. I hadn't been wearing anything underneath it.

He roughly grabbed her arm, pulling her close to prevent her escape. He froze as her scent hit his nostrils. His penis instantly reacted. How could he forget the smell that had resurrected his comatose member? Grayson stared at her face. She was petite, curvy, and her tight uniform hinted at a generous figure. She had a heart-shaped face, light brown eyes, and delectable lips. He licked his own lips, wanting to bite hers. Without thinking, he pulled her closer. He was right. The moment their bodies touched, a tingling sensation shot through him, focusing on his semi-hard penis. It slowly hardened, until it was fully erect.