Chloe And Beca Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

“You shouldn’t read the comments.” “You shouldn’t punch people on national television, but apparently we both make bad decisions.” Despite myself, I almost smiled.Almost.Then another voice cut across the courtyard. “Maya.” Chloe. The second Maya turned toward her, the atmosphere shifted. Tighter. Careful. Chloe looked perfectly put together as usual, soft makeup flawless, long coat wrapped neatly around her while students nearby openly watched the interaction like they expected drama. Maybe they did. “Maya, can we talk?” Chloe asked quietly.

Her dark brown hair is tied in a high ponytail, and her sharp green eyes are locked on Joan. Joan rolls her eyes. “Oh great,” she mutters. “The Beta princess.” Chloe walks straight toward us, her footsteps confident and steady. “You’ve officially crossed the line, Joan.” Joan shrugs. “What line?” Chloe gestures toward me. “That line.” Joan laughs. “She started it.” Chloe raises an eyebrow. “By standing in the cafeteria?” Joan’s friends shift awkwardly. Chloe doesn’t look away from Joan. “You should leave before I report this to the principal.”

“But I’m not complaining.” Ava straightened slightly, still impaled on Marcus’s cock, and grinned at her best friend. “Want to join us?” Chloe’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “I thought you’d never ask.” She walked over, her heels clicking on the marble floor, and immediately dropped to her knees in front of Ava. While Marcus continued slowly thrusting into Ava from behind, Chloe lifted the front of the wedding dress and buried her face between Ava’s thighs, licking her clit with eager, practiced strokes.