Carol Fanfic Novels & Stories

Caras voice broke through my thoughts, snapping out, i immediately rushed to her, holding her, but I realised to late what a mistake it was. Cara little hands held my hands with a very strong mysterious power, rendering me unable to free my hands. “What the fuck is this Cara…” but a hot lips smashed unto my own, my brain shutted down immediately, and whatever I wanted to say was carried by the winds, as the most sensual feeling erupted in me. The feeling of Cara's plump lips on mine was really driving me crazy. My wolf roared in uproar to take control, but I knew it was not the time. Cara was affected by the heat. She had desperately wanted any form of attention and contact and tricked me to

She traced the lacy top with her cold pale fingers. “You don’t look happy Carol.” Kat said. Carol looked at Kat who was staring at her intensely with a frown on her face. It was too obvious. Kat could read her like an open book. Kat knew that Carol was missing him. She knew she would be feeling conflicted with her feelings. She knew that it most probably would be hurting her cousin.

I don’t know where I got the courage but it came and I found myself looking forward to making good use of my skills to see if they would actually work. Carol wasn’t too enthusiastic about the idea. “I get that it’s for the greater good,” she said as she wrapped her arms around my waist later that night. “But I can’t promise I won’t be jealous if I see you flirting with other girls.” “But you flirt with other guys too. You have a boyfriend in fact!” She laughed. “That’s beside the point. I have two boyfriends but I love you more.” Her hand disappeared beneath the waistband of my shorts and I began to get hard.

They lay tangled in each other, too consumed by their own feelings to imagine someone had been watching. "You really must be hungry," Carol told Luca, seeing how much strength he had expended in making her come down with orgasms too many to count. "I could eat you again," He teased, looking at her sensually and biting his bottom lip as though to tell her that he can't have enough of her.

"I will do anything for my brother, just name it." Carol averted her gaze for a moment before speaking. "Um, the doctor believes Michael might wake if subjected to...something sexual, like pleasure or oral sex." I blinked, taken aback by her words. "O-Oral sex?" I repeated. Carol quickly pressed on, her cheeks flushing red. "I could help with that, if you don't mind." She muttered. "Even if I have to do the unthinkable to bring back your brother, I would, because I know how much you—"

The plan was yet to be executed and Carol didn't want some stupid affection to demolish all her hard work. “Sush! How come you forgot what we have planned for our sweet Julia? Is not it enough to enjoy? Your prince can enjoy it too,” Carol whispered, drawing her lips close to Damina’s ear, as her sharp, painted coal eyes followed Julia on the stairs and she watched Julia take the last step as she smiled broadly. Carol shifted her eyes from the stairs to the stage where Stacy was clicking her pictures with Timothy. Feeling the eyes in her body Stacy quickly snatched the string and met with Carol’s sly eyes.

Carol said with another kiss on my temple, and then he walked out, leaving me and Rosa. I cleared my throat. "Rosa." "I've never seen him so invested in someone else aside from family," Rosa cut me short, her eyes still on the place Carol was just standing. "Hun?" She turned towards me, "Carol is selfish, he takes and he never gives, until now." Rosa sighed.

For some reason, I wasn't in control of my body and it wasn't stable. “Oh my! Everything feels so good!” I started laughing and it didn't get right in me. Was I drunk? Whatever I drank was probably the cause of this. Who knows what my brothers kept into the drink. With a smirk, I unlocked the door and walked outside the room and back to the living room. My body was not stable and I kept staggering. “You've still not cleaned this place?” Kelvin said with a frown while sitting on the couch. I laughed at him and covered my mouth. “Oh shut up you fool, a very handsome man and his name is Dave Carlos is in love with me.” I started laughing, bouncing everywhere.

We drove straight into one of my car dealerships, swapped vehicles, and instructed them to change the plates on the car we just dropped before working on it. ‎ ‎As I picked Ren up, his arms went around my neck and his legs wrapped around my waist. He clung to me like his life depended on it, pressing his face into my neck. I held him tightly with one arm while my other hand ran along his plump bottom and round hips. ‎ ‎He moaned softly into my neck. I stiffened, but he just purred. ‎Reya turned in her seat, eyes wide, silently asking me what the hell I was doing. I ignored her and rubbed Ren’s back soothingly.

Just like Carrie’s fingers in the dream. My heart thudded in my ears as I entwined our fingers, just like I had in the dream and it melted perfectly… together. I dropped his hand immediately, there was no way. Car was a guy that worked for me in my office, I reminded myself. And Carrie was the girl that I’ll always be in love with. Yes. They were two different people even though their hands felt strangely the same. I groaned, I was going to drive myself insane at this point. Then something hit me.