Chaz X Moxxie Novels & Stories

Chase looked at his friend and said, "I have a feeling that the Moore family knew about Valencia's sickness a long time ago. They set you up, my friend. On the day of the baby shower, I saw Mrs Moore chatting and laughing with her younger daughter next to the lift. Mrs Moore doesn't look like someone who has stomach cancer. She looked healthy. Don't you think she is faking it?" Xavier was shocked when he heard Chase's words because the Moore family left early because Mrs Moore indicated that she was not feeling well. Was it a lie? The Taylor family had their suspicions, but their private investigator came back empty-handed. Chase decided to change the topic and asked smiling, "Are we still m

And somehow, the worst part was, he still missed the way Janice used to moan his name when he was balls-deep inside her. She was the one who had introduced him to that fine line between pleasure and pain. There was only one other woman who made him feel anything close to what he had with her. The name came unbidden to his mind. Marisol. “Breaking News.” The reporter spoke in the background. “Reports are coming in that a man gunned down in a motel parking lot is Chad Morrison, son of Elizabeth Vale and Jimmy Morrison. Stepson of billionaire philanthropist Marvin Vale. Eyewitness reports say that it appears to be a drug deal gone wrong.

“We didn’t prepare for that.” Xavier pinched the bridge of his nose. Of course they didn’t. “By the Goddess…” Ryder was already tapping frantically on his tablet. “Feed’s loading. Okay, frame captured.” He spun it around. There they were. Hooded. Sneaking. Stubborn. Reckless. His heart in human form and her equally deranged sister-in-crime. Xavier folded his arms. “Wonderful. Visual confirmation of your stupidity.” Sophie bristled. Good. Let her bristle. Let her feel the sting. He still wasn’t done with her.

I moaned out as Alex quickens his pace. "I'm close baby," he moaned. I lifted my hips as his thrusts go deeper and faster. I wrapped my hand around my length, stroking it at the same pace as his as I could feel myself nearing climax. "Oh, fuck, Alex. This feels so good. I'm so close." "Cum with me baby," He mumbled against my lips. Our moans were getting louder and louder until I came all over my chest. I could feel Alex fill me up as we climax at the same time. Alex slumped on top of me with a layer of cum coating both our chests.

Mia started unpacking containers pad thai, spring rolls, mango sticky rice while Zoe paced my tiny living room like she was about to set it on fire. “Okay,” Zoe said, finally stopping. “Here’s the plan. I’ve got dirt. Real dirt. The kind that gets people traded. Remember when Coach said the rookie puked in the team bus after the Vegas trip? I’ve got the video. And the time half the guys got matching tattoos of a dick on their ass because they lost a bet? Timestamped. And don’t even get me started on the group chat from last season when they were ranking the WAGs . ”

He bowed slightly. "Vice President Mo" One of the directors skeptically glanced at Mo Zihan, "Are you talking about the DX brand launch, our collaboration project with Mo Empires?" The rest of the directors turned to look at the man. The only recent project that required models for photoshoot was that of the brand launch. The project left a deep impression on them due to the involvement of Mo Empires. The collaboration of two multinational companies like Mo Empires and Ash Corporations was something completely out of their expectation.

W******p group chats buzzing nonstop. The more I scrolled, the less it made sense. No one was being clear. Half the messages were just “I’m so sorry” or “Have you seen this?” or “Melissa???” My pulse kicked up. I clicked on the first thing that caught my eye—a F******k video from a gossip blogger. I didn’t even read the caption. I just tapped play. And there it was. Xavier. Xavier and Katrina. Lost in each other’s lips. The camera had caught them so close it almost felt staged—his hand at the side of her face, her fingers brushing against his neck. The kind of kiss that doesn’t just happen unless… unless…

I admitted. “Girls! We’re sitting here telling her all of this, and she’s got no frame of reference to go with it? Tsk, tsk.” Naomi chided. “Hang on.” Molly said as she got up, and headed to her bedroom. “Molly, I don’t want to see a picture of Jax’s dick!” I called out after her. “Don’t worry Chastity. I’m not stupid. That’s what the internet is for.” Molly said, phone in hand.

******************** Present day | Hollis | “It was an accident...I didn’t mean to...I swear to God I thought for sure I-I had it right...” Chad was bawling into his rough hands shamelessly by the time Buddy finished recounting the tragic evening that would lead his EX partner into a life of substance abuse. Margot was crying right along with him as she rubbed his trembling back over and over.

"Taxi?" Azaia answered immediately. As I expected, Ayesha burst out laughing again, almost sinking into the table. I just laughed in my mind too. "Well, welcome to the club Azaia! There is no thrill then. Since you do not have a lovelife * hiccup! * And no one has ever pop your cherry. Here is your chance to be with a man. HAHAHA!" Ayesha said while looking foolishly at Azaia.