Does Jeremiah Cheat On Belly Novels & Stories

Hearing that bit of her words my belly churned, she was indeed right, zed was meant to return home tomorrow and it didn't sit right with me Swallowing hard I took to my feet's, my belly ached with each step I took while I bolted the door locked from behind, I had to admit u had grown fond of Jeremy, he was strong, handsome, flirty and had the most arousing groans I had ever heard from a man, he was perfect at dirty talking, gave me his best every time and never spoke a word of it to anyone,but I knew all of this… it was meant to end,

"Where are you? There is a lot of weird background noise. Are you working out?" "Yeah," Jeremy lied smoothly. He pulled his hips far back and slammed directly into me again. "I am just at the gym." I bit down completely hard on the palm of my own hand. The thrust was incredibly deep, and I couldn't even let out a tiny squeak. My eyes watered wildly from the intense, overwhelming feeling. "Oh, the gym? That completely makes sense," Brenna giggled happily through the phone. "You sound totally out of breath." "Yeah," Jeremy grunted slightly as he pushed forcefully into me again. "I am doing a really heavy set right now."

"Bah! People like her don't deserve to have kids!" My fiancé, Laurence Ball, stood up after handing Zoey a glass of water. He turned toward me, his face filled with anger. "So this is what you've become, being cruel to a complete stranger? Where did the person I loved go? No wonder you're still not pregnant even though we've been together for five years. If you can't have kids, you should get checked out, not make life hard for a pregnant lady!" Laurence's words made it clear—he was accusing me of jealousy and intentionally making things difficult for Zoey.

I asked, challenging him. Jerome shook his head, looking a bit embarrassed. "No, no problem," he muttered. I nodded, feeling a sense of satisfaction. "Good. Now leave here. We are done. I dumped you because you cheated on me. Go and meet your Sheila, or let me guess, she has dumped you too after realizing her worth," I spat out, scoffing at him. Jerome looked away, his face reddening with embarrassment. I stood up, "That you have a pencil dick that can't make a woman have an orgasm. Work on yourself instead of chasing me around," I advised, my voice firm but calm.

He stopped for a second and looked at us. Then at me. His jaw tightened and then he shook his head and left. “What is his issue?” I asked. Jeremiah shrugged. “He is jealous.” I blinked. “Of what?” “Of us.” “That’s ridiculous.” “Is it?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. “Completely.” Geoffrey didn’t say anything but he didn’t disagree either. I frowned. “You can’t be serious.” Jeremiah smirked. “Oh, I’m very serious.”

“Step away from my daughter. Now.” Jeremiah didn’t move. His hand stayed possessively on my hip, thumb stroking the fresh bruise he’d made. He slowly pulled out of me, letting everyone see the thick trail of his cum leaking from my swollen, well-fucked pussy. He didn’t bother tucking himself away. Let them look. “She’s not walking down that aisle like this,” Jeremiah said, voice rough, dangerous. “Not with my cum still inside her.” One of the security guards reached for his gun.

’ Jayden began to poke Jeremiah's butt hole with his finger, even though his pants are still getting in the way. “Please, Engram didn't do it to me, he just kissed me and blew me…” Jeremiah was getting a panic attack knowing he was about to get rape, he blurted his mouth and admitted everything, even without the brothers asking. Jayden’s face suddenly lightened up, “I see, so you manage to keep your virginity.” “Yes…” Jeremiah nodded while sneakily tried to cast a spell while he had a chance, “divine—mmmf” “Sneaky little Jeremiah,” Jayden quickly cupped his mouth close; “do you still wanna cast a spell on us again, huh?”

I never expected things to turn out like this. "I don't care that I missed the exam. As long as Cassandra can secure the spot, I'll be at peace. I just hope no one misunderstands me. I really didn't cheat." The replies below were a mix of sympathy and outrage. "Don't cry, Sharon. We get it! It's obvious someone's jealous of you and trying to screw you over!" "It's scary when you think about it. Cassandra seems so quiet normally. Who would have thought that she'd be so evil!"

"This is all my fault, Mrs. Donaldson. If I hadn't given birth to the baby, you and Mr. Donaldson wouldn't be fighting all day. "Hit me, scold me; do whatever you need to get it out of your system. I just hope you'll stop fighting him." I smiled and replied, "Oh, can I? Did you think I had no idea you slipped the drugs back then?" Valeria's face flushed bright red at my words, as if she hadn't expected me to drag the ugly truth into the light. For a split second, pure malice and jealousy flickered in her eyes before she suddenly pinched the baby hard. His piercing cries tore through the air.

“And what are you then? Her savior? Oh please, don’t make me laugh. Everyone knows your secret. You are not better than me. You don’t keep women. You use them and toss them aside like trash.” Gasps erupted from the pack wolves in the distance. No one spoke to the Chairman that way. But Damian didn’t falter. Instead, he stepped closer, closing the space between him and Ethan until dominance poured off him in waves. My knees threatened to give way under the sheer force of it. “You’re right,” Damian said calmly. “I never keep women.” His eyes cut to me, dark and burning. “Until I met her.” The world stopped. My chest constricted so tightly I could barely breathe.