Simon Riley X Reader Novels & Stories

Xia Gladyce pouted and whispered, "I'm not thinking for you. I'm thinking for myself. If you really like men and don't like women, I'll give up." Simon couldn't stand it anymore. She quickened her pace and walked forward. Xia Gladyce pursed her lips and shouted with a smile, "Mr. Xia, I lied to you. Even if you like men, I will make you straight! Haha... you are mine!" Simon couldn't help but smile. "How can this girl be so confident?" — In the dormitory, Simon was checking Laria's answer. Although he had already seen the answer. The answers to his own set of questions were naturally clear. However, most of the time, the answers could not represent everything.

Damon stepped closer, his sheer size making the hallway feel tiny. “Tell us to leave right now and we will. Say the words and we walk away. But look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t want this.” Riley’s breath hitched. She opened her mouth to say exactly that—to tell them to go—but the lie stuck in her throat. Her gaze flicked between the three of them: Jax’s sculpted chest rising and falling, Kai’s tattoos and that dangerous V leading down into his shorts, Damon’s thick bulge straining against the gray fabric. Her pussy clenched hard, another rush of wetness soaking her already ruined panties.

Whatever piece of him he offered, I wanted it—without questions, without safety nets, without the illusion of control. "You're wrong, Alpha Jaxon." My lips curved in a breathless smile. "I want exactly what you're afraid to give. Ruin me, walk away. No strings, no apologies." "That's the problem," he muttered, a dark laugh escaping him. "With you, I wouldn't just want to ruin you—I'd want to—" The growl in his throat cut off when the sound of a car rolled into the drive. We both turned. Simon climbed out of the vehicle, his gaze darting from my face to Jaxon's hand still braced against my neck. His other hand around me in a way that wasn't appropriate given our relation.

There is a smile tugging at Simon's face as he stretches his hand toward Xavier, whose face suddenly turns sour. “Yes, Mr. Richards.” She gives him a sweet smile and holds Xavier's arm, making Simon's jaw tighten. “Love, meet Simon Richards, the CEO of E.S & Co.”

Even if her tactics to get his attention are getting a little bit more aggressive, he knew she only wanted the best for him like he wanted for her. ~~~ They quietly entered the small old home of Cora and Zara. Lily was sitting in a plastic covered chair playing a game on her phone. Simon was engrossed in the book Helia had provided about the supernatural. When the door closed behind them he glanced up from reading, eyes going directly to Marie. The two of them locked gazes as if in a world of their own. Seb could see now what Lily meant when she spoke of the attraction between his little sister and Simon. Judging from the slight blush of Marie's cheeks and the sparkle in Simon's eye, Lily wa

“The game simulated this part pretty well, but goddamn...” Riley hooked a leg around his hip, grinding up against him. “Tell me about the mechanics later. Right now I need you inside me.” He chuckled, low and rough, but obliged. Hands rough with urgency, he stripped her panties down her legs. She did the same with his boxers, wrapping her fingers around his cock. Thick, hot, a bead of pre-cum already leaking at the tip. She stroked him once, twice, savoring the real weight of him. No perfectly coded girth sliders. Just Alex—hard because of her.

Simon asked while sitting down in the seat next to Ally. “Well, if you must know, Rachel has a date today,” Ally said, playfully hitting my shoulder. “Oh!” exclaimed Simon, “Ooh, is it Sean?” His tone mocking like a 12-year-old girl, voice fluctuating. “He sure is one cute guy,” he continued, teasingly. Ally and I honked. I swear that’s what it sounded like. Simon did a horrible job imitating a little girl with that crazy deep voice of his.

she said silkily, "I think Tilly's about to be a very naughty girl for you. I think she's about to show you just what a slut she is." The word slut made Simon feel like he was on fire with arousal, and just as Lisa said it, Tilly pulled his jeans and his pants right off. "Oooh, yes please," said Lisa appreciatively at the sight of his cock, which was rock-hard and throbbing with desire. Tilly said nothing, but fixed Simon with an intense gaze, and slowly, sensuously licked her lips again. The sight of this gorgeous, topless babe kneeling between his legs, gazing into his eyes, and slowly lowering her face down towards his cock, was the hottest thing Simon had ever seen.

I asked quietly. Simon exhaled slowly. “Because there’s something you need to understand about Ryan.” My throat tightened. “And what is that?” He stepped even closer now, voice dropping lower. “He doesn’t just want people, Zara. Not the way normal men do.” I swallowed. “Simon…” “He needs them,” he finished bluntly. Silence stretched between us. Then I finally said it, my voice barely above a whisper. “Needs them how?” Simon’s jaw tightened. “He needs your blood.”

"That's right, don't you think spending time in a different way is a great thing? I want to add more things to my life. We've been through a lot, and sometimes I feel like life is so hard. Relaxing while reading a book here can make my boredom disappear." "Riley, you should just ask for a walk. I'll give it to you. You are my lover, and I can do anything and everything for you." Riley picked up the book before her, opened it slowly, and read it quickly. "That's why I asked you to accompany me here. You are my lover, and I know you can do anything. You're not happy with what I'm doing?"