Pucking Around Book Novels & Stories

I say in a muffled tone. “Hello, my little bookworm. How was your meeting?” I grunt in explanation and refuse to move from my face-plant position. “That bad huh? I am assuming you were late?” Patrick, the librarian and historian of our pack, says in a teacher-like tone. I lift my head just a bit to grumble out my words. “Me being late is not the point!” After a minute I add, “How was the book?” Patrick laughs, “Oh! I gotta say, chapter 9. What a doozy!”

She then asked in curiosity, “How did you even know that I’m crazy about books?” He chuckled softly before he took her hands in his, “Well, you were reading some very heavy material while I slept after the Jewel Pack incident. And if I recall correctly, Cummings once tried to give you a book in the dining hall. In your room, there were three 300-page books on the couch, all heavy material. I’ve never known a person to pack books for a trip.” Lucianne rolled her eyes and said, “Behavioral science is not heavy material.” Xandar held her close and retorted, “Babe, the name itself feels heavy. Light ones normally have only one word for their genre like mystery, romance, humour, adventure…”

Sometimes our arms rub but its not the same. After ten minutes or so, Parker takes out a book. Hannah flips a few pages and shakes her head. “That’s a bit advanced for me. Even Scarlett’s books had really big words,” she says, closing it. I peer over to see what she’s got. “The Royal Guard of The Moon Goddess.”

My stomach twisted. “I want to be up next, she is sexy,” Another guy added and they erupted in laughter. I moved closer until I could see them gathered near the field. Daemon stood in the center, tossing a puck between his hands. He looked so normal, so relaxed, like he hadn’t just shattered everything, like he hadn't ripped my heart out of my chest I gulped hard and stepped forward. “Daemon?” Their laughter seized immediately they heard my voice. “Ava, what are you doing here?”

I walked in and saw him. Riven was on the ice, alone, stick in hand, angrily shooting pucks. Most of them missed. He looked exhausted, furious, and completely broken. “Fuck!” he yelled, kicking the puck away in frustration. I stepped onto the ice, my voice soft. “Was that ‘fuck’ or ‘puck’?” Riven spun around, eyes widening when he saw me. “No pun intended,” I winked. “How do you know I would be here? What are you even doing here?”

Turning around under him I snake my arms around his neck, pulling him to me. “It’s a book about” I stop to think how to word the book, but all i can think is that it reads like a supernatural p**n book and i love it. “It has a Fae that can grow an extra dick made of ice” Maddox pulls back and frowns at me. “You're reading a book about other mens dicks, are you for real?” He growls out at me and I can't help but smirk at his jealousy.

she said, smiling happily at the thought of their first grandchild. “Hopefully, ma. By the way, I’m here to get my books.” “The ones by Jakara Blue? Yes, it’s on the bookshelf in your room.” Later in my room, I indeed saw about ten books by Jakara Blue that were arranged neatly on a shelf. I picked one of them and traced the embossed author’s name with my finger. This explained why I used the name Jakara Blue as my new name in Japan. It must be because I was an avid reader of Jakara Blue’s books. Remembering about my purpose in coming here, I started opening the folders that were arranged on another corner of the shelf. I had the habit of placing important documents in a folder.

Chapter 43 <><><><><> . |Lia | There was a huge library inside this mansion; I sank into one of the plush armchairs, propped my legs on the table in front of me, and opened the book I'd been wanting to read for ages. Finally, a few moments of peace. I casually munched on chips, savoring the silence as I flipped through the crisp pages, losing myself in the words. But my peace was shattered by a sudden loud bang. The library door flew open, making me jolt upright. I turned, startled, to see Pisckin standing there, eyes wide and breath coming in quick, uneven gasps.

and trying to close her legs. But I didn’t stop. I pushed her panties aside and slid one finger along her slick folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow, gentle circles. She gasped, her book dropping to the floor with a soft thud. I kept going, teasing her until her hips started twitching. Then I eased one finger inside her tight, dripping pussy, curling it just right while my thumb kept working her clit.

"Ninth semester, I'm doing an internship too." "There are lots of books here. You must like reading." I frowned, observing the writing in the book I picked up. The page that was opened originally showed a scene that heated up my head even more. I wanted to curse the author for detailing the scene of a man sucking a man's cock, by a man too. It was disgusting and made me curious to turn the page. Can you really get pleasure from a fellow sword owner? "No," Ben replied. I wonder if Ben has ever tried the scenes in these books?