Fixi Novels & Stories

I need to fix this before I see her tonight. Felix has invited us both out to a poetry reading at a bar tonight and I can’t show up with blue balls or a painful erection, so I free my cock and palm it. I picture Willow on her knees before me, then the image of the fox with their perky little breasts and hard cock pops into my head. Both of them together would be amazing to observe. I imagine the fox and Willow playing at tying one another up and the wolf sucking me off while we both watch, but I don’t cum until images of the half fae bartender joining the wolf flood my mind and I cum with a roar.

Alexi pulls up next to me, flips up her visor. “Better,” she says, breathing heavily. “Still sloppy as hell, but better.” I laugh, shaking out my fingers. “That’s just my signature style.” She snorts. “Signature crash, maybe.” Felix rolls up next, calm as always. The guy rides like he’s making love to the road. Smooth, precise. Annoying. “That last turn almost ate you alive,” he says. “Yeah, thanks for the reminder.” He grins but doesn’t push. Felix never lectures. He just observes. Point out the shit you already know but don't want to say out loud. I like that about him. No drama. Just the truth.

I just hate that I'm in this situation, that I'll be a distraction. Felix is sitting on a crate and having a sandwich. That man brought it for him. He's looking at me and it's irritating. I hate that I'm so vulnerable, that there's nothing I can do to help myself. It'd be so much easier if that were the case. I wonder if he already communicated with Damien, if arrangements are being made right now. Has he found out about the accident?

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The zipper slid down smoothly, revealing the evidence of his arousal that strained against the fabric of his boxers. As he freed his cock from its confinement, Astrid's eyes widened in awe, fixated on the tantalizing sight before her. Phoenix's massive member, slightly dark brown in hue, stood proudly, glistening with beads of pre-cum that adorned its pinkish engorged head. Phoenix's cock measured 8.7 inches (22.1 cm) in length and boasted a girth of 6.25 inches (15.88 cm), slightly larger than Dexter's. His shaft's distinct downward curve, at about a 14-degree angle, enhanced its visual appeal.

jinx said picking on her nails while everybody just look at her like she's some ghost, not like they are expecting more from her anyways, she like it when she have to watch people fight and that's how she end up on Alexa black book. "It's funny how he beat her up and we got even treat her" Stacy said applying plaster to the wound after cleaning it up and adding some other medicine to the open wounds, they clean any visible blood on her body and heads to the checking point again, Felix is so damn angry right now that he felt like shooting the security to death but he can't do that here. They slowly walks into the plane and it's takes off immediately, it's the only private plane they had anywa

I said, allowing my admiration to surface now I had an excuse. Jarvis frowned. “You’ve got a cobweb on your skirt. May I?” His touch was deft and barely there yet I felt it caress my inner being. Misha was ecstatic. Felix doesn’t like that other one. He wants us. Tough, I told her, coming to my senses and moving away. Chrissy had been hurt enough. And if Kane would only return to me, I could put up with his ‘normal’ shenanigans. If only.

Sierra went alone, not wanting to think too much about it. But Felix never came back and never called. She waited for him at home until nightfall and then she started calling him. When he finally picked up, the sound she heard was unmistakable. It was the sound of Felix having sex with another woman. Moans. Skin slapping against skin. She knew what Felix's moans sounded like. It was him. He was cheating on her.

I wanted to run away so badly, but, I wouldn't have anything or anyone to lean on. As I kept walking and thinking, I heard a car horning tinmy direction. Hello, my name is Kiel Francis, do you mind if I drop you off? The strange man inquired.... Good evening sir, my name is Kharis and yes, you can drop me off…

Nat whined. “Yes” Roe replied bluntly, clearly unimpressed with the situation. As we walked up to the edge of the driveway, waiting for us by the black SUV was Felix. He was dressed in casual blue jeans and plain black t-shirt, sporting a pair of aviator sunglasses. His chocolate brown hair looks scruffy in the most natural I’m-not-even-trying kind of way. I’d never noticed before how handsome Felix is. He can’t hold a candle to Gunner, no one could, but he can definitely steal some hearts. He’s well-built and tall like Gunner, and his creamy skin shone brightly in the direct sunlight. Let’s hope there aren’t too many ladies at the shopping centre today, or else we may get mobbed.