Novel & Cerita Spencer Reid Smut

He promises me, making me bite my lips in anticipation. I can't wait to have him inside me. I will fucking kill myself if it turns out to be a lucid dream. I want it to be real. The way Spencer is handling me roughly and entertaining my kinks is giving me life. I want all of it to be real. I watch Spencer grabbing a condom from the drawer. Did we have a condom? That's not the only thing. He grabs a bottle of lube too. Where did he get it from? He seems to be reading my confusion. He is humble enough to provide me with an answer, “Freddie is a cheeky bastard.”

"He won't satisfy you like I will my darling. Do you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Cerena or so help me, you won't cum" Reid said as he landed a spank to Cerena's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't, fuck I can't" She responded even as he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up while he was continuously slamming himself into her.

she said as her hand increased in pace once more, jacking his tool briskly up the down the erect length. She was sure Spencer would be able to satisfy her, measuring in at 7 inches. However, what she had said to him was true – she just wasn’t ready yet. “God, look at that,” gasped Spencer, his eyes transfixed on the screen. A young bleached blonde bimbo was getting banged rotten by a gang of three. One was in her mouth, one was drilling her from behind, while the third guy was slapping his dong across her chops as she reached up and cupped his big full balls.

he remarks, waggling his eyebrows. “For sure,” I agree. “I’ll take any chance to be out in nature, and it’s a bonus if it involves endorphins or adrenaline. Totally my jam.” Reid flashes me that sexy half-smile, taking the hem of his shirt in a hand and dragging it up to wipe sweat from his brow. My eyes immediately fall to his well-defined ab muscles and that tantalizing v-shape of his Adonis belt. It does something to me, twisting up my insides, making my core throb with need.

Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

Reid said, his voice low and annoyingly smug, like he was savoring every second of Blake’s failure. Blake groaned and flopped backward with a dramatic exhale, the worn carpet itching his neck. He didn’t dare open his eyes, he didn’t have to. He could feel Reid’s smirk like heat on his skin. It made his chest burn. Not with rage. Not just rage. That smirk did things to him. Dangerous things. It curled at the edge of Reid’s lips like a promise. And his eyes—God, those eyes. Green like envy, mischief, springtime, and every bad decision Blake wanted to make all at once.

he asked. “A spider. A fucking spider jumped on me from nowhere. We aren’t even in Australia!” she trembled as she spoke. Reid wasn't certain of what to say as he looked at her. He remembered the last time he had helped her kill one ended in a disastrous way and now, just as though it was a trap, she was still dressed in her nightwear that was on its own a disastrous wear which was turning him on already. It's a damn see-through night wear that he could see her nipple. She was plainly naked under the wear. He scanned through her body without saying a word to her when she took his hand and dragged him off to her place.

Suzy had spiky blonde hair and a curvy body that exuded lush sexuality. "Hi, Spencer. How are you?" "Well to be honest, I'm really happy to see you. Even though you make me feel, well, you know," Spencer stuttered. "Hmmm. I can see how I make you feel!" Suzy laughed. "I can't wait for Friday," she whispered. "Oh, shit, Suzy. I want you so much," he groaned into her ear. "Spencer! You're so naughty. Still, I can't wait to feel your big cock inside me."

3’s mouth as well, leaving our lipstick smears around the skin of his fingers. Then he dips his fingers into his champagne flute, repeating the process again while we run out tongues all over his fingers. Then he does it the third time, then the fourth time, and by the fifth time, his fingers are totally coated with our lipsticks of different shades of red and pink, and yet dry from our desperate sucking. In a strange way this has made me horny, and when I look at No. 2 who's clenching her legs tightly, and No. 3 who's tongue is still out and her eye all hazy, I realise that they feel the same way.

he corrected. "No, you smirk." Reid let out a full belly laugh, the entire bed shook and Maya took it as her moment to really look at him. His dimples were on full display, the depth or their indent gave him a more innocent look, especially because of the relaxed state he was in. His eyes were closed tightly and caused creases on the sides but it worked for him. Never has he looked more beautiful. Maya felt a smile creep onto her lips. Reid always look dangerously sexy. It annoyed Maya to the point where she knew he would never have to undress any female she would willingly do it herself, just for him. But it made sense, he was hand crafted by God himself. The divine artistry that it took to