Cherry Crush R34 Novels & Stories

Although I tried to just shrug it off, I know that won’t do good. I sip from my glass, eyes shut. Trying to contain myself when the rust taste of blood hit my tongue. It’s probably because I am not used by its taste anymore. My father would probably kill me if he knew that I am not drinking the supply of blood he’s given to me, in my daily basis. “So I need something sweet to drown the rust taste off of my mouth. Hmm…” I hummed to myself while finding some sweets in my fridge. My eyes landed to a chocolate syrup that I didn’t know I bought myself one. But screw it. “This would do.” I said.

How's that innocent? Disinterested in Ben's submission about Jack, Miriam crumpled her face and shot a bloodshot look at Ben. She yanked the duvet off her unclad body and slid her panties on. She reached for her camisole and slid it on before storming out of the room to the lounge ''Bullshit!'' Miriam cursed. ''Total bullshit!'' Ben scuttled after her feeling a pang of regret for his submission on Jack. He slid into his boxer shorts hurriedly and made for the lounge where Miriam had reached for a stick of cigarette to relax her temper.

James interjected in their battle and told them what he had in his mind. “You know what, Jimmy, you are never going to talk about her in that way ever. The more you speak, the more you reek of your men's pheromones here,” Cherry said in disgust as her eyes fell on Ryan, who stood there in a corner with Charles and online saw them fight to kill each other, which triggered Cherry’s temper. She was in her first trimester and would often lose her temper with people, and whenever she did, she would always break someone from the inside out.

I called Raphael if he was doing okay, he said that he was fine and a pretty nurse was treating him, he added the pretty to the nurse that means he's having a crush right? Not only that, but I felt the bed creak, I'm sure that Rhyker was sitting on the bed while watching me. I set down the book and lifted my head up to see his sharp jaw and the way he looked at the window, then he leaned down slowly with a grin. "What's up?" He asked and cupped my cheek softly. "Nothing, I'm just happy enough to see this amazing view." I replied, he smiled all of a sudden and pecked my lips.

“You’re a menace.” I smirked, letting my fingers tangle in his hair and ruffle it just to piss him off. “Look at you, actually following instructions. Proud of you, little Cherry.” He swatted my hand away with a glare and muttered something low. I caught “Dream off,” which was rich, considering how his hands were still shaking from the tension. If he weren’t so damn terrible at hiding his fears, I might’ve actually laughed. He turned his face to the window, avoiding mine entirely, and stayed like that as we pulled through the estate’s front curve.

Then I looked into the cctv positioned at a corner, and I screamed “Help!!!” He chuckled, “My boys already hacked that. You are all mine, Sarah Delance,”

As expected, Kavinsky won the first round and the second and the third and the fourth. He was not going to go back on the promise he made to himself and Kaylee wasn't going to back down either. She wanted to win at least one- just one! She glared at Kavinsky when he spoke up. "How about we stop playing and you just accept defeat? You aren't going to win against me in this game", Kavinsky said, feeling all proud of himself. He had won four times after all. "We will see about that", Kaylee replied coldly. * * *

The crowd erupted into chaos as the video continued to play on the screen. "Destroy my fucking pussy.... Yesss... Oh shit! Lawwwd! I'm so close, Duke!!" Sounds filled the hall, skin against skin as the two people chased their orgasm. "Cum for me Thalia! Cum on my cock, not that loser's Marcus," Duke groaned. Thalia's glass fell to the floor, shattering as her face filled the projector screen. Her eyes flickered to mine. "You?!" She screamed, pointing her acrylic nails straight at me, red in the face.

Fortunately, it was empty here and so after much search through the lockers, I found his track suit which I wore, gloves and my helmet isn't leaving my head. Like a flash, I dash out of this dressing room to hit the track. I didn't even have his keys but I do have my way of getting in or breaking in. My gaze dart between the sleek machines speeding around the track. The roar of engines, screech of tires, cheering of crowds. It's electrifying and my heart raced in anticipation. I approached the cherry-red car with a spoiler and racing stripes. That's his. He wasn't even here but probably reminiscing over his life.

Unbalanced with symptoms of nausea, Cherry recollected herself and nailed Rex in the nuts with the tip of her new shoe. “OW!!!” He shrieks in pain. “Stay away from me you prick!” She yells then bent over trying to regain her breathing. “You disgust me! I hate you!” Cherry yelled and ran for the elevator. She was able to escape the thirteenth floor and sprint out of the G-Stark enterprise without being stopped and then the tears began to escape from its walls.