Chuck Bass Smirk Novels & Stories

I'm prepared to give him parts of my soul if he asks for it. "I'm sure I can think of something for you to do for me big boy so you can get that digit..."Chuck wiggles his eyebrows and hips at the same time. "It's gonna be like that, huh." he laughs and launches himself on the bed at Chuck laughing "come here big daddy pucker up" and plants a slobbery wet kiss on Chuck's cheek. "That's not the cheek you need to be kissing to get on my good side, Mister." Chucks wiping the wet kiss off his cheek laughing.

Williams paused and cracked his infamous smirk. "Sucking up if she needs to." He laughed, but we both knew it wasn't a joke.

It is my last year aka my senior year and I wanted peace and silence and not chaos and destruction. Well, what I’m saying is right. Merging and talking with Max Jackson and Alex Maynard, the two bad boys will only bring destruction in my life, right? Yeah, that's a big yes. I pulled myself together and tried my best to muster a smile on my face. "Nice to know that I have a certain effect on you, huh cutie?" he snickered and winked again. Is it a typical thing of winking or smirking for players? It really irritates me. With Max doing that again and again, I can't bear to see someone else doing that.

He studied me intently, a smirk slowly spreading across his lips. "Is it another ghost you didn't catch or who passed by your imagination?" He smirked, staring at me. His eyes held a glint of mischief, challenging me to discern reality from the tricks my mind played. His demeanor, equal parts playful and enigmatic, hinted at a deeper game we were unwittingly part of. "Fuck you! I'm serious buddy." I hissed knocking on my table and walking toward him. "I'm not ready to fuck you yet buddy so please get off the hook." He laughs roaring.

he murmured, his voice a low, rough rumble that vibrated right through my chest. He reached out, his large, calloused hands gripping my waist, his thumbs pressing hard into my bare skin. "I scored the tying goal, Captain," I shot back, trying to keep my voice steady, trying to hold onto my bratty facade even though my knees were already turning to jelly. "I think the coach was pretty happy with my forecheck." "I don't give a fuck about the coach," Jaxson growled, his eyes dropping to my lips before snapping back up, blazing with a dark, feral hunger.

They are lucky I wasn't wearing my heels today. I tried to control my grin when I saw small peepee guy's crooked nose. Scar looked at me confused and I mouthed to her who the second dick was. "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in", Crusty clapped his hands once, and what looked like a smirk appeared on his face making me roll my eyes. " More like you fucking chased us, but ok", Scar shrugged her shoulders making me grin widely. Crusty and small both clenched their jaws, the smirks vanishing off their faces.

Now they were surrounded, and Chuck looked terrified. Not such a tough guy now, huh, Chuck? “We heard something interesting tonight,” Demetri said to Chuck. “Do you want to explain yourself?” Chuck let out an uncomfortable laugh, and he glanced at Rainey. I fisted my hands at my sides. He had no right to be in her presence never mind look at her. “We were just messing around,” he said. “Remember what I told you about your mouth,” Demetri said in a low voice. “Yeah,” Chuck said. “Sorry.”

“You both did great, and we enjoyed the show.” At the corner of my eye, I could see my partner smirking victoriously, I couldn't help but wonder, what was he smirking about? Is he that confident that he's getting a spot? And that smirk looked so much like that of Mr. huge d**k's. I mentally slapped myself. Wake up, Stella, he's a pro and probably a rich bast*rd, there's nothing he's coming to do here. I averted my attention from him and faced Alfred.

I scoffed mockingly as I stared right down at him, “Guess you would just fuck anyone, huh?” That annoying smirk of his only grew larger, “Ohh come on now, you don't really think I'm like that right?” he asked, giving off a somewhat betrayed l look as though he were innocent or something His smirk swiftly came back on, “This is what you call a test drive kiddo,” he said, his eyes still on me as he suddenly dragged the dude's mouth away from his cock, the cum spilling over the guy's face as he gasped for air, yet seemed to be ecstatic about it.

God, it’s been too long since something actually felt light. “What was that bitch’s name again?” he asked between chuckles. “Miss Simmons,” I replied, shaking my head. “She literally said swimmers were all going to hell because it’s a game that shows half… nudity.” I trailed off, smirking at the memory. Richard laughed so hard his shoulders shook. “Yeah… isn’t that crazy?” “Most certainly it is,” I replied, catching his eyes in the rearview mirror. He leaned back, grin wide. “So happy I could finally make you smile.”