Steve Harrington X Reader Angst Novels & Stories

tells the message Steve just received. “Don’t worry dear, I’ve done whatever you want. We have to take it slowly so I don’t get suspected. You know that I have won the heart of your old fart husband, right?” Steve replied with a triumphant smile. The woman who texted with Steve was Anne Lynch, aka the wife of Mr. Lynch. The two of them had been in an illicit relationship for a long time. Often meet secretly at the hotel to get rid of homesickness and sweat. Not only that, Anne Lynch also often gives gifts to her lover.

While waiting for my order to arrive, I continued to do my work, I read every document and reviewed them. I couldn't find anything wrong with these papers or maybe I'm just not knowledgeable enough for this kind of things. Minutes later, my order arrived. This food smells so good. Right now I am looking at Mr Harrington’s office. He is still on his computer doing some stuff. Doesn't he feel tired, hungry or something? Damn! He’s so hardworking. I got up from my seat and went to his office. I knocked on the door and he said “come in” so I entered.

Sexy. Seeing this person again, Harmony felt like she was thrown back to high school with those staring eyes at her, and those mouths whispering rumors about her…. Bastard…. Orphanage…. Creepy. But there was only one difference…. His intense gaze was hot but it did not burn pain as those high schoolers did, it simply nipped on her chest and made her shudder. 'I am not…. I am not being dramatic right?' Harmony thought as she stared up, wide-eyed at the person, completely embarrassed by her past words.

Xavier I counted down the hours, the fucking minutes, before Aaron passed out, desperate to make my way over here and I’m going to savor every second of my time between his sister, Kasey’s smooth, creamy thighs. This is the first time I’ve come to her. That I’ve been the one with a thirst in need of quenching instead of the other way around. It should bother me. Worry me at the very least. But right now, I’m too focused on the idea of her naked body writhing beneath me to care.

Blurb: What happens when the one person you shouldn't want becomes the only one you crave? Hazel Holland’s life is a mess, and the last thing she wants is to crawl back to her stepfather for help. But Xavier Rochat isn’t just her rock—he’s all broad shoulders, commanding presence, and forbidden temptation. Living under his roof again stirs feelings she knows she shouldn’t have, but she can’t stop thinking about those strong hands and the way his voice makes her knees weak.

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and josh I picked it up and started to read it, I couldn’t hold it anymore, I bit my lips and my eyes narrowed as I could feel my wetness,drip down my legs. I needed the release, with or without the cute guy, I sat on the singular chair there, spreading my legs and rubbing my swollen clit,I made sure I kept my moans muffled. I was interrupted by someone clearing their throat,my eyes widened at the cute guy staring at me. “Don’t stop” his voice husky as I could see the dick bulging against his zipper.

Mila shivered involuntarily at the intensity of his stare, heart skipping a beat. Ryder Knox brushed past her, grinning, teasingly. His hand lightly bumped hers—a deliberate, playful touch. It made her pulse jump. He smirked, a spark of amusement and challenge in his eyes. Territorial, flirty, dangerous. Then there was Jace Hollis. Young, reckless, vibrant energy radiating from him as he nodded at her like he already knew her story. His grin was infectious, impossible to ignore. Mila forced a polite smile, heart racing, trying to maintain composure despite the butterflies.

That was why I was going crazy about It, because I thought about it a lot. “Roxanne Harrington might be out of the game, but Rated R is just starting.” “Roxanne Harrington can still salvage the situation.” She notes. I walk to the fridge to find water, my throat was parched just thinking about his amazing body and the kiss. Oh heavens the kiss. It was electrifying and breath taking. It was everything I imagined and then some. I want to go back the time before he ruined everything with the word love. “I am listening.”

Just as the question began to consume me, my phone buzzed. Petrov. Dante Harrington’s younger brother. My heart skipped a beat. I stared at the screen, pulse thudding in my ears. Of course the Harringtons hated me now. I was in their bad books for good. Dante had all but called me a liar and a traitor. What could they possibly want now? My fingers trembled over the screen. Should I answer? Or was this the beginning of something far worse?