Novel & Cerita Sanzu X Reader

“Xander, I swear to—“ “His throbbing cock traces her wet cunt, making her cry out—“ I scream his name louder, pushing my body to move. It doesn’t heed to my command and I’m still stuck in place, trying to push through a wall I cannot see. “Harder, Zade, harder.” He says in a high pitched voice, trying to mimic that of a woman’s. I would have laughed at how ridiculous he sounded if I wasn’t mortified. I could have sworn the words didn’t sound that dirty when I was reading them. “Take that dirty whore, cum all over your daddy’s cock?” Xander finishes with a note of question, he looks up and our eyes meet. There is amusement and something else in his. He closes the book and I let out a sigh of

It was surrender. This was the strangest, most terrifying, most exhilarating sex Zach had ever had yet he love it. He loved him. He laid there trembling, his chest heaving and his body humming with aftershocks when Sudan pulled out his fat cock. Sudan leaned over, his breath hot against his ear. “Remember this…no matter how dark things get in this bedroom we’re just roommates out there ”, he whispered to his ears and walked to the bathroom, his cock dangling.

Xander sat up positioning himself in between her legs, he guided his length covered with a c*ndom to her wet core and started thrusting into her slowly at first. Her legs went around his waist while her fingers dug into his back.. Once she had adjusted to his size, he increased his pace. His hips rocked back and forth as he continued to stretch her tight walls.. "You are f*cking sweet Bianca" he groaned stroking her walls deeply..

I can't continue to act in that manner or continue to serve as his instrument. When Xander lets go of his shaft from his clothes, that's when I can feel him rubbing it in between my thighs and putting his fingers in my whole. However, just as I'm about to cum, he stops and I hear him sneer, "Not yet, because I don't want you to pass out, remember that Solstice, we're just getting started," and as he says those words, I can already feel the tension in my body.

I loomed over her, my palms flattened on either side of her head. “Mr. Hernandez…”. She called calmly but in a warning. I leaned down all the more, warning or not. Instantly, the scent of jasmine filled my nostrils. My fingers sunk into the soft cushion as I lowered my weight onto her. “Mr. Hernandez…stop it”, her breath came in short, ragged bursts, as her chest rose and fell against mine. Her hands moved to my chest but she didn't push me away. “Analyze this, Doc”, I growled in a rough voice that sounded like gravel. I unbuttoned my shirt, threw it on the floor and started grounding my pelvis against hers, and feeling the heat seeping through the thin fabric of her pencil skirt.

It was very ruthless and a resolute punishment of Xiaza that she always used to traitors that have the guts to betray her and harm her. The silly zombie also gaze back at her when he notices Xia looking at himself, their gaze clashes bringing an unfamiliar and familiar electricity with each other. The gaze of the two became deep, their eyes never shifting away and the little black iris in the dull eyes of the zombie and the honeyed coloured phoenix eyes of the little girl swirled like a storm as if challenging which one has the strongest and influential gaze that can attract the two of them and will be the first to admit defeat.

"He barely notices I exist anymore, too focused on Sandra and her training and whatever the fuck is happening between them." The last part caught my attention, confirmation that I wasn't crazy for sensing something wrong. "What do you mean, what's happening between them?" "Don't play stupid, Damon, you've noticed it too right?, the way they orbit each other, the tension between them that has nothing to do with healing techniques." She sat on the edge of the bed, close enough that I could smell her perfume, something floral and expensive. "But we're not here to talk about them, are we?"

Looking down at my tainted pants, I let out a growl, going back to sit on my chair, "Good heavens! Look what a mess that she has created." Sancia suddenly blurted out sheepishly, her eyes lingering on mine, " maybe..you need a good suck." Our eyes met and I could already feel my cock throbbing in my pants. Fuck! This woman was going to be the death of me. I grinned wolfishly, opening my legs a little, " I never mind..a good sucking..baby.."

The Perilous Edge Chapter 28 Sansa's POV "Do you crave my touch?" He questioned, his voice full of bravado. I strained to catch my breath, the closeness between us exhausting. "Why do you think that?" I managed to say something, my voice strained with defiance and anxiety. Xavier took advantage of the situation, his hands traveling over my body with a possessiveness that sent thrills down my spine. "Then why did you touch me?" he asked, his voice twisted with enjoyment.

I'm sure Xander would be surprised to see me here. "I think that's them, let's bring these out." I nodded excitedly. She came out first with the plate containing cookies and cupcakes. I was already smiling while following her. That's why I was stunned to see who was next to Xander and talking to him with a smile. Wearing a dirty white v-neck shirt, faded jeans, and black boots covered with dirt is Santi. He’s sitting on the single sofa. My hands trembled when his gaze met mine. His grin also gradually dissolved and he stared at me seriously. I quickly looked away and turned to Xander. He has that worried look on his face. I smiled at him though.