Chloe Big Mouth Novels & Stories

I run a thumb over the sticker on the back of the phone with a word 'Chloe' on it. I chuckled. "Hello, Blondie.' A/N: Welcome to the world of Chloe and Mason! Thank you for making the decision to start this book, it means a lot to me.

she said. She sat up and pushed him onto his back. He didn’t fight her as she lowered her head and took him in her mouth. The warm velvet head was heavy on her tongue and she moaned as she took him deep. He exhaled harshly and his hands threaded through her hair. He didn’t pull or tug or try to guide her, he just held on as she swirled her tongue around him and sucked. Chloe bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, taking him to the back of her throat each time. His fingers gripped her hair tightly and she could tell he was trying hard not to thrust up and fuck her mouth. But she wanted him to.

I sat beside her watching as Chloe grabbed 3 bowls from the cupboard and a cereal box from another. "Besides your only saying that because you have a huge crush on Damon," Chloe revealed, pouring equal parts of cereal into each cup. "I do not," Cleo denied, looking offended. "He is extremely rude and far too old for me," she said calmly, her eyes staring into oblivion. "He's 17 and you said he was extremely brilliant and brave for joining a pack at such a young age," Chloe said, mocking her sisters British accent. She even began walking like her, daintily opening the fridge and taking out a box of milk.

"Mollie, you're being way too nice. Everyone knows she's dead weight." The chat jumped right in: [Damn.] [Even the pregnant girl's stronger than her.] [Adrian, divorce her after this. She's hard to look at.] I stayed quiet, my eyes landing on the pregnant woman. Her stomach was noticeably swollen, but the rest of her frame still looked slim. Mollie introduced her. "This is our team's medic, Chloe. Seven months pregnant and still soloing A-rank monsters." Chloe proudly rubbed her stomach. "My baby's already saying he wants to watch me fight the boss."

I shook my head, still smiling. “So,” I said, resting my hands over the bag of marshmallows, “tell me what’s been happening out there. What have you been up to?” Chloe groaned dramatically, flopping backward before propping herself up on one elbow. “Honestly? Disappointment. Absolute disappointment.” “Why? What happened?” “You remember that guy I told you I was seeing?” Chloe asked, making a face as she peeled the wrapper off her straw. “The architect with the ridiculously good jawline and the criminally bad taste in shoes?”

“Your Mommy doesn’t love you, ugly witch!” Chloe: “…” “Ugly witch?” Hearing those two words aimed at herself, Chloe’s eye twitched violently. She immediately lost her composure and exploded, “Ugly witch? Your Mommy is the ugly witch! Her face’s been scratched up by men…” “Shut up!”

Chloe Montclair I watched my friend burst into heavy laughter without stopping. She looked like someone who has lost it. "Did you... Did you just say I tell Ken to cancel the meeting? Are you crazy, Chloe!! Are you sure you're human at all because I don't understand you anymore. You're privileged to meet with the president and his wife! Not only that, you will be dining with them but because of your stupidity, you want to throw all that opportunity away." "Look, you better don't annoy me. Get your big ass up now and follow me home. I'm dressing you up myself."

Chloe whispered seductively. Cullen smirked at her and then grabbed two big boobs and squished them. Chloe closed her eyes and moaned. “You don’t need to tell me that though, Chloe.” Cullen replied and then leaned closer to kiss her lips aggressively. He grabbed her legs and put it around his torso and they were walking backwards until he fell on the couch. Chloe was seated on his legs and could feel his hard dick while they were kissing. Cullen’s hands started roaming around her body and caressing her while they were kissing roughly. “Unghhh..” Chloe moaned as Cullen was playing with her boobs. Cullen's other hand went inside her panties and started fingering her with three fingers while ki

Emma scoffed. “Is that a problem strawberry shortcake?” Oliver asked. “Yes, it’s a big fucking problem Olly! We do cars not drugs.” Emma said, more respectfully. Oliver stood from his seat and walked across the long room, past Lucas and Emma. He tilted a painting to the side revealing a hidden holo-phone. After moving his hand along the holo-screen a few times, the ceiling began lowering. The table now held thousands of tightly wrapped plastic bricks of black tar. “Not anymore.” Oliver stated plainly. He walked back his seat.

why are acting like this, did you perhaps lose your memory or what " chloe asked with a scary expression "Well, mmm, I used that name in respect for my late brother ..." max said faking his tears "oh my God, hope I didn't bring back those memories " Chloe exclaimed "not at all! " max said "so you are the CEO of the Biggest company in America,,, wow am very happy, because whenever you go for interview, addressing the nation on how to move closer to one's success or in collaboration with other big companies,,,, You are always wearing a nose cover, black specs and a bucket hat, it's really hard to know the beauty behind those masks... " Chole said with excitement on her face