Annabeth Chase Smut Novels & Stories

My stomach twists so violently, I’m pretty sure I’m about to be sick. It’s one thing to make me stand in the room. But to actually be here, in the front row, to them – to both of them – actively flirting with each other? It hurts so much. I am in absolute agony. With Caleb’s mind clear, he knows he is saying all the right things to charm Annabelle. And he’s not immune to her charms either. She is pretty, short with long dark hair, dark eyes, and a straight-toothed smile. Her voice is like a chime of a bell, soft and sweet. Sometimes he has to strain to hear her.

Yours sincerely Annabeth

Anabelle snapped with absolute rage, wanting to cry with what she was seeing, cause she considered it an eyesore! " You are nothing but a shameless slut, who deserves to know the stinky worthless place she belongs!" She rushed forward and raised her hands up, planning to drag Anita and throw her away if it was even possible! Just then, Anita forced her lips out of Zayn's up with utmost disgust, and her eyes that were full of grill! She wanted to slapped the hell out of Zayn as she felt cheated, again! Zayn looked down at her and smirked, licking his lower lip lustfully.

seductive glances, light touches turning bolder, her hand eventually resting on my thigh and squeezing. By 11:30pm, the buildup had us both breathing heavier. The slow burn had paid off; the spark had become a flame. “Come closer,” I finally whispered, pulling her fully onto my lap. From there, the dam broke. My hands slid under her bubu gown immediately. Her ass was bare, soft, warm, and deliciously plump. I groaned as I kneaded it firmly, spreading her cheeks. She shivered hard. “Fuck, Blessing… no panties? You really came prepared to get fucked where anyone could see us,” I whispered hotly.

She whispered, raising her head up and inhaling deeply. “Canada smells like home” she muttered, Elizabeth couldn't contain her frustration and reached forward to grab her hand. "Annabeth!" She gritted her teeth, her grip on her wrist tightening, Annabeth’s smile grew wider as she mentioned her name. "Don't get smart with me!" Annabeth slowly looked down at the hand wrapped around her wrist. A sinister smile crept across her face as she threw her head back and let out a light, mocking chuckle. "Nice try," she said, her eyes turning dark and devious all of a sudden . She yanked her hand free from Elizabeth's grip and stepped back, maintaining a mocking distance.

Anton kept his speed steady—he knew the right directions to drive to avoid dipping into potholes. Annabel crawled across the seat, as she dropped both glasses carefully on the floor. She hiked up her purple dress past her thigh revealing her laps. Her sequins scratching my trousers, as she pressed her lips to my jaw slowly unzipping my down. She was good at pretending to please me. I just wanted pleasure to ease my body from the day stress. She can't fool me.

The smile still playing on my lips, I trailed my fingers across his hands, before letting it go. "It's lovely to meet you Matt," "Are you done flirting with him?" Annabelle hissed. I'd always known she hated me, but right now, that look in her eyes definitely wasn't just hate. There was something dangerous in them. "Flirting? I'm afraid you are mistaken, Ana. I simply-" "It's Anabelle," She bit out. "Let's go Matt." I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as she tried to walk past me. My eyes fell on a sash peeking out of the shopping bag she was holding.

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

I'll see what I can do," she nods toward Alpha Blue. Suddently Beta Abir is next to me and staring at Ana like he wants to eat her up. He takes her hand and bows low over it, "Ana," he says, kissing it, his lips lingering. I notice goosebumps rise on her flesh and her cheeks blush mauve against her pale blue flesh. She snatches her hand away. "My name," she says, "is Anahita." She stalks off. Ana can be a real bitch when she wants to. But I'm not sure what exactly is happening between her and Abir. I may be mateless but that doesn't mean I can't recognize the scent of a potential mating. Abir of course is gone again as soon as she is.